After hearing the reports from Shen Ning and Zheng Yang, Emperor Jing's body, which had been shattered by wielding the sword of kingship, looked even more aged at this moment, "According to my decree, King Qin Yingji raised dead men in captivity with evil intentions. , as long as he is deprived of the post of guarding the Sansi Yamen, he will no longer be allowed to leave the Prince of Qin's Mansion, all fees will be halved, and all the practitioners of the Qingyi Division will be released. As for the followers of the Evil God Cult in the Qingyi Division, Zheng Yang will have full authority to handle it. .”

After saying these words, Emperor Jing, who was exhausted physically and mentally, seemed to have used up his last strength, closed his eyes and lay on the dragon chair, like an old man who had experienced the hardships of the world and could no longer withstand any wind and rain. Hit.

"Your Majesty, we must ensure the dragon body." Zheng Yang looked at Emperor Jing's appearance and burst into tears. "What will the Jin Dynasty do now without Your Majesty?"

Perhaps because of Zheng Yang's sincere words, Emperor Jing let out a long sigh and said calmly: "I know my body better than anyone else. Go ahead. If King Qin resists the will, we can rectify the law on the spot!"

It is true that Emperor Jing valued family ties, but it was obvious that he cared more about the Jin Dynasty.

"No." Shen Ning and Zheng Yang had no choice but to accept the order and leave the palace.

"Ji'er, don't be stubborn." Emperor Jing's eyes shed muddy tears, and he kept recalling a beautiful woman in his mind.

That was Ying Ji's biological mother, Concubine Rong of the Jin Dynasty.

The reason why he left a glimmer of hope for Yingji was largely due to his guilt for Concubine Rong.

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In the sky jail of the Sansi Yamen, the jailer opened the heavy iron door. The creaking sound made the many prisoners imprisoned here look at Ying Ji, who was walking in the sun. He came straight with a warm smile. The prison where Zi Fulingyue was held in solitary confinement ordered the jailer: "Open it."

"promise."

The cell door opened, and there were walls made of bluestone bricks, and there were all kinds of seats and benches. After all, the people from all over the Jin Dynasty were imprisoned. Without definite evidence, the treatment was naturally much better than in other cells. .

Seeing Ying Ji walking in, Zi Fulingyue was speechless, still wearing the scary grimace mask, and the jailer wisely exited the prison.

When the surroundings calmed down, Ying Ji said: "If I remember correctly, Miss Zifu was assigned to my imperial brother after he took over the Qingyi Division, right?"

Zi Fulingyue said coldly: "I won't bother Your Highness to worry about matters that have nothing to do with the case."

Ying Ji turned a deaf ear to Zi Fuling Yue's cynicism, and just smiled in an elegant and easy-going way: "Actually, I feel very unworthy of Miss Zi Fu. I heard that Miss Zi Fu's sect was destroyed, and the murderer was already at the scene at that time. Evidence was left behind, but the emperor chose not to reveal anything, and even Mr. Zheng didn’t say the slightest about this matter."

Hearing Ying Ji mention his sect, Zi Fu Ling Yue's eyes moved slightly.

"Miss Zifu has been fighting for the Jin Dynasty in recent years. Not to mention her previous actions, just talking about Lujiazhuang and the evil heretics in Shenjing City, it is a big contribution." Ying Ji said this. , there was a bit of pity in the words, "It's a pity that even with such merit, you can't even avenge the sect. Don't you have a little bit of resentment in Miss Zifu's heart?"

"Your Highness, just say what you want to say."

Hearing this, Ying Ji smiled slightly and said: "I know that Miss Zifu has paid too much for the Jin Dynasty, so I intend to avenge the sect's destruction for the girl, but it is a pity that I am now entangled in worldly affairs.

I don’t have enough power to push this matter forward, so I have no choice but to talk to the girl about my distress.”

Zi Fu Lingyue looked at Ying Ji. His face was hidden by the ghost mask, and his emotions could not be seen. "I'm afraid His Highness's purpose is more than that."

"Miss Zifu is a smart person. In this case, I will speak frankly." Yingji no longer minced words, but said bluntly: "I heard that Qingyi Division Youxingxu was assassinated a few days ago, and the autopsy showed that it was a demon.

However, the girl held different opinions and reported the matter to Mr. Zheng and launched an investigation. I wonder if Zi helped the girl make any progress?"

Zi Fu Lingyue raised her eyes slightly and remained silent for a while before saying: "Your Highness has not yet left the prison of this Sansi Yamen. How can I make progress?"

"It's my fault that this is the case." Ying Ji asked with a faint smile: "In that case, I wonder how many people are investigating this matter with Miss Zifu?"

"Don't get me wrong, Miss Zifu. It's just that a few thieves entered Prince Qin's palace a few days ago and were caught by me on the spot." Seeing that Zifu Lingyue didn't speak, Ying Ji continued to explain: "According to their confessions,

This matter was arranged by Miss Zifu because she suspected that I had some connection with the secret forces. I don’t believe it, but where is the procedure for handling the case, so I came here to ask Miss Zifu.”

Zi Fu Lingyue, sneered in her heart. She relied on the magic weapon that Gu Yanwu left for him. She was very clear about what was happening outside. Naturally, she would not be deceived by Ying Ji so easily. She just replied calmly: "

The investigation of the secret forces in Shenjing City has always been handled by the next person. I really don’t know why His Highness would ask this question. As for why those people framed me, I hope Your Highness will remain innocent."

The smile on Ying Ji's face gradually faded, replaced by a stern look, "Very good, very good, Zi Fulingyue, I will give you another chance to tell me who those people are. You will never be responsible for this."

Don’t even think about getting out of the prison of this Sansi Yamen!”

"Your Highness, please help yourself."

Naturally, Zi Fulingyue would not be threatened by Ying Ji, so he immediately issued an eviction order!

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine!"

Ying Ji snorted coldly, walked out of the prison and closed the cell door.

Of course he would not let Zi Fulingyue go so easily.

Now that the matter has come to this, Ying Ji's eyes flashed with a stern look, he took out a small jade bottle from his arms, opened the bottle mouth, and placed it on the small window that was opened seven feet away, only to see tiny little jade bottles.

The bugs flew out of the bottle.

These prisons in the Sansi Yamen were specially designed by him to target the practitioners of the Qingyi Division. They contained formations arranged by the powerful. In the prisons, even the practitioners of the Tianxuan Realm were no different from ordinary people. As for the

The bugs put in, also known as soul-eating bugs, can burrow into the body of the practitioner through the skin and gnaw at the practitioner's muscles and bones.

Practitioners who are infected by the soul-eating bugs, unless their strength has reached the realm of great heaven, can rely on their own powerful spiritual energy to force the soul-eating bugs out of the body.

The rest will end up with a narrow escape no matter what method they use.

If it weren't for Zi Fulingyue, how could he have fallen into such a passive situation.

So all this is as it should be.

But just when Ying Ji was about to leave the prison, the figure of Mr. Yan emerged from the shadows.

"His Highness's affairs have been exposed, let's leave quickly."

Ying Ji was not surprised when he received the news, "Let's go. Where can we go? Do you think there are so many monks in the divine capital city who will tolerate us escaping?"

Mr. Yan couldn't help but ask: "Then what should we do?"

Ying Ji sneered and said: "Father is kind, he will not kill me, you leave quickly now, don't let others find your traces, just wait for the Beimang incident to be completed, and the situation will be the same as in the Jin Dynasty.

Earth-shaking changes will occur in an instant. Before that, you only need to coordinate Beimang affairs for me."

After receiving Ying Ji's instructions, Mr. Yan said "Promise" and his figure disappeared into the prison again.

At this moment, an old and thin voice sounded outside the Sansi Yamen, "Your Highness, King Qin, please come with me."

After seeing the person coming clearly, Ying Ji asked calmly: "Mr. Zheng, what do you plan to do to me like this?"
Chapter completed!