Li Qingcha turned his head carefully and found that the girl's face was red, like a boiled shrimp, and steam might come out of her ears in the next second. "Don't look!" The girl held Li Qingcha's cheek and forced her head back. "..." "..." "..." Silence lay between the two of them. Li Qingcha felt that Xiang Nanyu's massage force was getting stronger and stronger. She said, "Well, Junior Sister... stop it. My muscles have been stretched. If you keep doing this, they will fall apart." puff~
The girl sneered and let go of her hand. I don't know if it was intentional or out of spite, but he stroked the back of Li Qingcha's neck. The fingers are as smooth as jade, just like the spring breeze. Li Qingcha:!!! After what happened yesterday, she had discovered that her neck was somewhat sensitive. Is Xiang Nanyu doing this now because he has shared information with Gong Lianxue? hiss…… Li Qingcha took a deep breath, feeling that the end of being used to death was getting closer. She turned her head and looked at Xiang Nanyu. The girl was like a beautiful woman in a painting, shy and timid, especially her eyes, which even had a layer of mist floating in them. "You still watch!" She stamped her feet in dissatisfaction, climbed onto the bed, and pulled the quilt halfway over her body. Men like to "hold the pipa and half cover their face". The girl looks more attractive when the quilt is folded over the clothes, and the curve of the clothes faintly outlines the curve of the figure. Although Li Qingcha is not a man, he also likes it. She coughed lightly. "Nanyu, I...I haven't done anything yet." "What else do you want to do?" "No... no... this 'gan' is not that 'gan'... I mean, there is a clear difference between gan and gan." "Color embryo!"
Xiang Nanyu glared at Li Qingcha fiercely. She rolled over and got out of bed. "Hurry up, let's go to the first floor of the inn for breakfast." With that said, the girl scurried out of the room, leaning her back against the door and taking deep breaths, her chest rising and falling. Just then, Gong Lianxue came. "Nanyu, what are you doing...! @#￥*%..." The rest of the words were covered up. Xiang Nanyu pulled Gong Lianxue downstairs. After they had walked up five or six steps, he let go and said, "Lianxue, I've told my senior brother that we should go downstairs to eat." Gong Lianxue was puzzled. "Didn't you say we should eat in the room? You can let me sleep a little longer." "Ah this..." "Ok?" Gong Lianxue came close to Xiang Nanyu, like a puppy, Sniff~ Sniff~ Emmm... Fortunately, there is no smell of senior brother. Xiang Nanyu was shy with Li Qingcha, but different with Gong Lianxue. He stretched lazily. "Okay, stop sniffing. I'm not your senior brother." “(ˉ▽￣～) Tsk~~Who cares!” The two of them went downstairs and stopped the waiter who was about to deliver breakfast upstairs. Not long after, Li Qingcha also came downstairs. After dinner, the three of them went to Bozhou Prefecture. Because Jian Zengren had made a promise at the banquet yesterday, Li Qingcha was easily sent to prison after showing the ivory card of the Young Phoenix Camp. The jailer took them through twists and turns, all the way to the innermost cell, and then left. Because she is a woman, Heng Qiu's living conditions are quite good. When we met, she was holding a bowl and eating breakfast slowly. "Senior Sister Gong?"
Heng Qiu stood up in surprise. Gong Lianxue nodded. "Ah." "Why did Senior Sister Gong come to the prison to see me? Could it be... Could it be that Ming Xuetang..." "No, we haven't even been to Mingxue Hall yet. We came to see you first just to ask about the situation. Look, I even found the best lawyer in Daxia for you." Gong Lianxue nudged Li Qingcha with her elbow. Heng Qiu looked over here. "Senior brother." "Ah." "..." "And Senior Sister Xiang, why don't you call out?" After hearing what Li Qingcha said, Heng Qiu knew that the matter of Hemai might have a temporary result. She bowed her head to Xiang Nanyu. "Senior Sister Xiang." Xiang Nanyu chuckled. "It's no use bowing to me. You'd better try to curry favor with our senior brother. I'll listen to him." "Brother, sister, it doesn't matter. The crime they charged Mingxuetang with is smuggling. I have read the Daxia Law, which says 'Twenty Years of Imprisonment'. I am a cultivator, so I can just take the opportunity to escape. The most important thing is the sisters of Mingxuetang." Xiang Nanyu looked at Li Qingcha. She felt deep down that this might be a good idea. Li Qingcha sighed. "Heng Qiu, you are in charge of Yue Zong's business, don't you understand this? Under the heavy pressure from Bozhou Prefecture, you can fabricate more and more charges." Heng Qiu was stunned. "Senior brother means..." "If you admit to smuggling, the Hong family will be exterminated. After the Hong family, it will be the Qi family. Then, all kinds of trivial matters may be dug up." "Well……" Heng Qiu stopped talking. Li Qingcha said: "Then tell me what you know." Of course, it is better to escape punishment than to be a fugitive.
Heng Qiu also became serious, tilting his head and recalling: "When the Qi family was exterminated, Bozhou Prefecture mobilized almost all its forces to search the city for everything related to the Qi family. At that time, because Hong'er...ah, Hong'er was a girl from Mingxuetang, she went to the Qi family to perform the zither before the incident, so she also became a suspect, causing Mingxuetang to temporarily close for a period of time." Li Qingcha had seen these in the letter. Frankly speaking, since the Qi family murder happened too long ago, there is no value in discussing it now. We should start with the Hong family. Li Qingcha asked, "What about the extermination of the Hong family?" Heng Qiu continued to recall, "Speaking of which, the situation when the Hong family was exterminated was very different. There was not much commotion, and they did not investigate any other suspects. Instead, they came directly to me." "As expected..." "Brother, have you come to a conclusion?" "They are just looking for answers with the answers in their pockets. The first large-scale investigation by Bozhou Prefecture is actually preparing scapegoats for the follow-up, because Ming Xuetang happened to be involved when the Hong family was exterminated, so... humph! How stupid!" Li Qingcha's eyes were full of disdain. Gong Lianxue asked: "Brother, why do you say that?" Li Qingcha smiled, "Bozhou is plagued by serious banditry. If I were Jian Zengren, I would definitely try to separate the two murders instead of trying to establish a connection." "Stupid senior brother, you are starting to take on the criminal's perspective of the 'devil' again." "I said before, even if I am a devil, I am on the side of the human race. Then again, we can't blame Jian Zengren. His ability is just that. He panicked when he heard that the capital had sent the Seventh Prince." "But the troops from the capital city will definitely not come to Bozhou with a small group of people. Why should we rush?" “That’s why I say he’s stupid.” The disdain on Li Qingcha's face became more and more obvious. Chapter 210 Public Opinion Gong Lianxue pinched Li Qingcha's arm. "Don't be complacent, save the people first. My master always said that if you underestimate the enemy, you will pay the price." Yue Zong is best at confusing the enemy and then delivering a killing move. It really sounds like what Gong Yihan said. Li Qingcha nodded, turned to Heng Qiu, and continued to ask: "Regarding the smuggling matter, do you have any clues? I looked at the files and they said it was found near Mingxue Hall." She couldn't understand how close "nearby" was and why she could be framed. Heng Qiu sighed. "That's a small room I rented to store unused items. Senior Brother, you know the business of Ming Xue Tang. It's inevitable that some customers will get drunk and smash the tables and chairs."
“How often do you check?” "If you don't check it, it's all garbage anyway. If the room is full, chop it up into firewood. If it's not full, slowly fill it up, and repeat this process over and over again." "Tsk..." Li Qingcha smacked his lips. Without regular checks, it is impossible to determine when the books were put in. She was lost in thought.