The sickness of quick transmigration makes it difficult for her to fly

Chapter 17
"Your Highness, the third prince is raising troops and buying horses in a county not far from Mengning Prefecture. He keeps making small moves. I'm afraid he wants to return to the capital."

The Minister of the Ministry of War stood in the side hall and reported to Huangfu Jia.

In front of Huangfu Jia was an exquisite ebony chessboard, the chess pieces carved from shells, the surface was fine and smooth, and the color was soft.

He held a white piece between his fingers and placed it in the air. He didn't drop the piece until the Minister of War had finished speaking.

"He can't make a fuss, that person is there too, and he won't let him go easily."

The Minister of the Ministry of War felt relieved, "Then, Your Highness, do we need to do something?"

"No, let's just sit back and watch the show, and wait for the result."

Looking at the entire chessboard, the Minister of War saw that Huangfu Jia had already grasped the overall situation, but the winner had not yet been decided, and the situation remained at a stalemate.
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In the county seat, in the inn.

"Master, the gilt ring with a black background you are looking for, my subordinates already have a clue."

Luo Jinrong held the teacup, removed the tea powder from the lid, and took a sip of the tea.

This ring is undoubtedly the most critical clue now, and the next step of the investigation can be carried out if the contact person is found.

"In the entire Daliang, there is only one shop that can make this kind of ring, called Yunfeng Pavilion, but their family has made a total of five rings. According to the recorded information, there is no problem."

"Because this ring is time-consuming and labor-intensive to make, and the materials used are quite precious, so the price is very high, and only the rich and powerful in Kyoto can afford it."

"You just give me the information of the five people who bought the ring."

Ling'an took out a folded piece of paper from his cuff, unfolded it and handed it to Luo Jinrong.

Quickly scanning the words on the paper, his eyes fell on the last line:

Mr. Ma of the General Ma's Mansion in Kyoto ordered a gilt ring with a black background.

Ma Yu, is that him?

This kid who once insulted Aning verbally in the restaurant, he blocked him in the alley the next day and beat him up.

Although the leg was not broken, Ma Yu has become lame since then.

Anyone who saw him would not miss such an obvious feature, but the follower who interrogated him didn't mention it at all, and I don't know if it was an omission or he didn't mention it on purpose.

"Ling'an, you should immediately check the whereabouts of Ma Yu in the Jingdu Ma family during that time."

The tacit understanding cultivated over the years made Ling'an quickly understand the purpose of the master, and walked out of the house.

His patience was running out, even he himself didn't know that he could still endure the third prince jumping around under his nose for a few days.

Huangfu Sheng, who was secretly training in the mountains in the outskirts, had a chill on his back, and even sneezed, as if someone was talking about him behind his back.
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Speaking of which, the last time when he came back from the county seat, Qi Ningning had nightmares for three nights before he completely forgot about the bloody scene.

She was so disturbed by those few days that she couldn't even eat.

The family thought she was frightened when she was washed away by the flood, and the whole family took extra care of her in those few days.

Qi Ningning's daily food is very good, Uncle Zhao and Aunt did not treat her badly at all, if there is any delicious food and drink, they will be brought to her first.

This caused Uncle Zhao's son, her cousin Zhao Yuanlu, to feel unbalanced.

But in their spare time, the two of them would always get together to laugh and quarrel, and their relationship was very good.

Zhao Yuanlu came back from outside the mansion that day, his expression was different from his usual playful smile, but with some fear.

Qi Ningning couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with you? Why did you lose your soul when you went out?"

Before Zhao Yuanlu could have a sip of hot tea, he sat down beside Qi Ningning and whispered:
"You don't know, people outside Mengning Prefecture are panicking. I heard that many people have died recently, and they are all young and middle-aged."

Qi Ningning didn't understand what was there to be afraid of, "Then what are you afraid of?"

As soon as Zhao Yuanlu heard it, he knew that she didn't understand the reason, so he patiently explained to her: "This is not the key point, the key point is that those people's deaths are very miserable!"

"How miserable is it?" Qi Ningning leaned his head over and asked.

Zhao Yuanlu pretended to be about to tell a ghost story, and his tone was a bit like a storyteller's cadence:

"Most of the flesh on each of them has been cut off. Oh, anyway, you'd better not watch that scene!"

"It's the same as what you saw."

"I definitely didn't see it. If I saw it, I guess you should have carried me back from the outside at this moment, not me walking back by myself."

When Zhao Yuanlu thought about those people's descriptions, he couldn't help shaking his shoulders to relieve the chill that climbed up his shoulders.

"It seems that you can no longer go out at will. Anyone who calls death is a young and middle-aged man. If the murderer takes a fancy to you, who is skinny and tender, and hits you, you have no place to cry." Qi Ningning Scared him.

Zhao Yuanlu's eyes widened, obviously frightened by what she said.

He shrank his neck and sat aside, hugging himself and muttering: "I'm not thin, and I'm still dark, the murderer will look down on me!"

At the end, he added: "Yes, he doesn't like it!"

However, Qi Ningning's interest in playing tricks on Zhao Yuanlu rose, and it couldn't subside for a while, so he chased after him every step of the way, putting away his smiling face and turning into a serious expression.

"I think this murderer may be a carnivorous person. When you see a good-looking person, grab it, use the sharpest knife, select the most delicate meat on your body, slice off the meat little by little, and then carefully arrange it on the plate. Dip in some vinegar, tsk~”

Qi Ningning spoke slowly, taking a full view of the extremely terrified look on Zhao Yuanlu's face.

In the end, he burst into a smile, and said relaxedly: "Cousin, don't be afraid, as long as you don't go out, none of this will happen."

Zhao Yuanlu was terrified of Qi Ningning's current appearance, "Why did you describe it in such detail? Didn't you see the murderer kill with your own eyes?"

He hid away while asking, picked up the books on the shelf in the room to cover his face, and exposed his eyes to observe Qi Ningning.

"How is it possible? I'm just scaring you. Besides, don't you think I'm talking about the process of slicing fish? It's because you think too much, so you're afraid."

"You, you, I won't eat fish tonight!"

"That's great, I'll pack all the fish tonight!"

Zhao Yuanlu deeply suspected that Qi Ningning made up such a paragraph to scare him just to grab fish from him.

[Host, you have to be the one to scare children! ] Beta gave a thumbs up in the space.

[Hey, I'm overwhelmed. 】Qi Ningning accepted the compliment unceremoniously.

After the fun ended, Qi Ningning sat at the table thinking about what Zhao Yuanlu said.

Recently, the blackening value has not subsided, and it has increased by one or two from time to time.

Now it has almost reached the peak, the blackening value of 95 really makes Qi Ningning feel bald.

Since coming to this plane, the opponent's blackening value has been very high, and the subsequent increase in blackening value is almost all because of her, she is like that big wronged species.

(End of this chapter)