147 Zongzheng's office is on an errand, the concubine may have opinions
After saying this, a warm smile suddenly appeared in Hua Ling's eyes, and she spoke softly to Duanmuyan: "Good sister, stop making trouble. I see you are so weak and have suffered so much, so hurry up and have a rest in the back with your sister."
With that said, she stepped forward forcefully and reached out to help Duan Muyan.
Duanmuyan frowned, his eyes full of disgust: "Don't touch me!"
Lin Chu made a slight mistake in his steps, knocking Hua Ling's body staggering. The next moment, he helped Duanmuyan up and looked at Hua Ling with an unwilling face: "Get out of the way!"
"No!" Hua Ling said tit for tat: "Without the instructions of my grandmother and father, no one can take my second sister away from this house today!"
"Someone, take it down!"
The indifferent yet extravagant man's voice sounded diagonally. The next moment, several cold lights were seen in the air, striking toward Hua Ling like thunder.
Hua Ling's eyes were as slimy as a snake's, and she was about to speak when she felt a sharp pain in her waist, as a sharp object pierced her skin and instantly sank into her texture.
With a slight start, his arms and legs were caught by the sharp iron object, and his body was pulled hard and flew into the air.
"ah!"
Suddenly shouting in surprise, Hua Ling's body was forcibly pulled out of the hall and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"What's going on?"
Not to mention others, even the father and son of the Lin family were shocked by the scene in front of them and looked sideways into the courtyard.
In the huge front yard, Hua Ling's limbs were clasped tightly by the bright flying claws, and her body was pulled straight up in the air by the chains. The edges of the flying claws were frosty white and sharp, sinking deeply into her flesh, and the bright red blood lines were as small as
Snake, dripping slowly along the flying claws and claws.
The other end of the flying claw was held in the hands of four heroic-looking guards.
Lin Chu's heart trembled when he saw it, so simple and crude, who is it?
In the room, Mrs. Hua fainted with a groan from the bloody stimulation.
"Bold!" Hua Yikan's eyes were about to burst: "Who dares to openly commit murder in other people's houses? Get out of here!"
"Zongzheng Mansion is running an errand. Does the Prince Consort have any objections?"
There was a tall figure walking slowly towards the moon cave door. The man had a soap hat and a purple robe, with large blooming magnolias embroidered on the corners. The magnolias were graceful and lifelike, but not as elegant as the man's eyebrows.
As he stood there, it was as if even the sun had lost its brilliance. In the sky and on the earth, as far as your eyes could see, you could only bear the grace of that person.
That person was Lin Zhi, whose magnificence was unparalleled.
Standing next to him was Li Zongtai, whom he had not seen for a long time. The usual haze around Li Zongtai was gone, and his face was filled with a humble smile: "Master Lin, the witch has been captured!"
Lin Zhi: "Yes."
Hua Yi frowned: "Lin Zhi? Why is it you?"
Lin Chu raised his eyebrows. She was no less shocked than Hua Yi. She asked Wanyan to investigate Lin Zhi repeatedly, but there was nothing eye-catching except for being a successful businessman.
It is such an unobtrusive businessman who can order the Black Iron Guards, make the prince carefully please, and treat the princess of Southern Xinjiang as a slave. Now, even the prince consort looks like... he doesn't pay much attention to him.
He's just an ordinary businessman? You're lying!
"The Zongzheng Mansion intercepted a secret report, and a Nanjiang spy sneaked into the city. This woman was wearing a Nanjiang servant and was walking through the house and the courtyard in a very suspicious manner. We can only invite her back to the Zongzheng Mansion to assist in the investigation."
"She is my daughter!" Hua Yi raised his eyebrows: "Why do you arrest people randomly?"
Lin Zhi raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be shock in his eyes: "The daughter of the eldest prince-in-law is a southern Xinjiang craftsman?"
Hua Yi's voice faltered, and suddenly she felt a chill down her spine in the blazing June weather. How should I answer this? If I say no, Hua Ling will be taken away. The answer is... His daughter is a fine craftsman from Southern Xinjiang. This is what I want to say.
Losing your head!
"If that's the case, I would be so afraid that I would go to Zongzheng's Mansion together with the Prince Consort. As for why..."
Lin Zhi's eyes were cold and indifferent, his long jade fingers were slightly raised, and the bronze dragon talisman clasped in his palm shone brightly in the sunlight.