shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 37 Interrogation
Inside the dungeon, Song Qingan's eyes were abnormally bright, and the shadows of the four corner lamps and candles flickered in her pupils.The ordinary face burst into extraordinary brilliance because of her eyes.

A soft voice sounded in the meantime, with inexplicable power.

"From now on, if Mu Zhi hates anyone, I will hate anyone."

"Snapped!"

This whip is extremely sharp, it is better than the previous two whips.Song Qing'an's pupils shrank slightly, and he took half a step back unconsciously, bumping into the arms of the person behind him.

Of course, Song Qingan didn't do it by himself.When she finished speaking, Pei Qing took her hand holding the whip, poured her inner strength into it, and led her to slash the whip fiercely.

Thanks to the help of Pei Qing's internal strength, Song Qing'an and Hu's eloquence did not burst.But her arm lost strength due to a whip, her five fingers loosened slightly, and the long whip fell to the ground.

Pei Qing grabbed her in time, and pressed her palms on her shoulders to inject her inner strength slowly.Song Qing'an only felt a warm current rushing over his arms, and the fatigue and numbness dissipated.

"Such dirty things should not be done by the princess."

Pei Qing spoke calmly, and took out another brocade handkerchief to wipe Song Qingan's hands carefully.

Song Qing'an pursed her lips and smiled, and said gently, "As long as I can help Mu Zhi."

Pei Qing paused, then turned her around and took a deep look at her.

For some reason, Pei Qing felt that Song Qing'an's mask was an eyesore.

ugly.

Pei Qing thought with a blank face, but her real face is still pleasing to the eye.If Song Qing'an used her face to say what she just said...

With no emotion on Pei Qing's face, she let go of Song Qing'an's hand.

"Princess speak carefully."

He ignored Song Qing'an and walked towards the wooden frame.The man had been silent for a long time, Pei Qing probed a few inches under his nose to confirm that there was still some faint breath.

"It's tough."

He mocked, and with one hand he stabbed the silver needle into the man's acupuncture point violently.

This was forcing him to wake up, and Pei Qing stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, his black robe and jade belt were not messed up at all, in stark contrast to the bloody and embarrassing man.

In this dark dungeon, Pei Qing seemed too expensive, but this luxury was even more frightening.

"Still unwilling...to say who your master is?"

Pei Qing spoke slowly, clearly in a gentle tone, but with invisible oppression.

Song Qingan frowned and retreated into the shadows.

In order to prevent the man from committing suicide, the people in Dongchang had already removed the man's jaw.Pei Qing clapped her hands, and a figure reappeared in the originally empty corridor.

In addition to the original eunuchs, there were two more people who were bound.

They were pushed and shoved into the prison. Under Pei Qing's signal, the eunuch took off the cloth balls in their mouths,

"Brother!"

Tears welled up on the woman's face, and she cried out sadly as soon as she was able to speak.Song Qing'an glanced at it, and saw that the man on the wooden frame moved.

She hid aside, and no one noticed her.The eyes of several people were all on Pei Qing who was in the middle.

Among the people brought by Dongchang, there were still a few young children. Seeing such a horrible scene, they were so frightened that they stopped crying, their eyes widened, and they looked ahead in shock and fear.

Pei Qing pushed the long whip on the ground with her internal force, and holding the whip again, she slowly approached those people.

Although they were bound and knelt on the ground, they subconsciously struggled back when Pei Qing was standing.It's a pity that behind them is Dongchang Factory Guard. They were held in place and could not move, with despair flashing in their eyes.

The barb on the whip made a screeching sound as it dragged on the ground, making one's scalp tingle.Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Song Qing'an simply leaned against the wall with folded arms and watched coldly.

The people on the wooden frame struggled visibly to the naked eye, Pei Qing glanced back, and threw the long whip to a certain factory guard.

He never retracted the whip, so the barb on it inevitably scratched a child's face, leaving a horrible bloodstain.

The child finally started to cry because of the pain, he started crying, and the rest of the children also started crying.The ear-piercing crying echoed in this small space, causing headaches.

Pei Qing murmured, seeming to be talking to himself or deliberately speaking to that person: "Who should start with first?"

The maliciousness in the language was hard to ignore, and the man actually made a sound for the first time.It was like roaring and pleading, but Pei Qing ignored it and nodded to the woman.

"Just her."

The factory guard would not be sympathetic, so he immediately threw a whip.The woman let out a cry of pain, her back was torn apart, but her clothes were still intact.

Accompanied by this sound, the person on the wooden frame was shocked as if being whipped.

Song Qing'an slowly walked out from the dark place.A factory guard noticed her, but remembering that the palm seal allowed this person to enter, he didn't care what Song Qing'an was going to do.

She walked under the wooden frame, looked up, and found that the man was looking ahead with his eyes open, trembling slightly.

"Are they your relatives?"

Song Qingan raised his head and asked softly.The man's gaze shifted, and after seeing her dress, he didn't make a sound.

Song Qingan was not annoyed, and still said kindly: "I can help you save them, but... you have to give us what we want."

His eyes were suddenly sharp, almost piercing Song Qing'an.Song Qing'an became more and more certain that this person must not be an eunuch from the Needlework Bureau, and it was strange that Pei Qing attached so much importance to it.

This is clearly a figure similar to a dead man, and the people behind him placed him in an inconspicuous position in the palace, with ulterior motives.

"Do you not believe what I said?" Song Qing'an curled his lips into a smile, and there was some evil feeling on his plain face for no reason.

"But you'd better think clearly, now that you are alone and helpless, the only one who might help you is me."

Song Qing'an pointed at him, and then at himself.

"As long as you say it, I can keep them alive."

Song Qing'an got closer, tiptoed to him and said, "If you don't tell them, they will be troubled by you. I know you are worried that even if you tell, Pei's palm print will still be silenced, right?"

Song Qing'an curled his lips into a smile: "You'd better trust me, because only I... can save them."

"Willow...willow..."

The man finally spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse and difficult to distinguish.

Song Qing'an stopped laughing, his face was serious: "What did you say?"

"Xuan... Liu..."

He obviously had no strength, and his jaw was removed again, and the words he said were extremely difficult to distinguish.Song Qingan turned his head sideways, meeting Pei Qing's eyes.

Ever since she started talking to that person, Pei Qing didn't give any more orders.But those children's cries were too loud, almost overshadowing Song Qing'an's whispers.

Pei Qing looked at Song Qing'an, and she was looking at her.

Then all the factory guards saw the inconspicuous little eunuch hook his fingers towards their palm prints.

The factory guards turned gloomy, staring at the little eunuch's face, as if wanting to write it down so that it can be removed later.

Pei Qing moved her feet, and walked towards Song Qing'an under the astonished eyes of everyone.

"what's up?"

"Master Palmprint, he has recruited."

Song Qing'an deliberately choked his throat and made a flattering gesture, which forced Pei Qing to squint his eyes.

"You want to protect them?"

Pei Qing didn't pay attention to these words, she looked down at Song Qing'an and asked.

"Master Palm Print has heard it all, can you agree?"

The corner of Pei Qing's lips twitched: "If you enter the prison department, no one will be able to get out alive."

"Do you think we can make an exception for our family?"

"Don't dare, Lord Palm Print misunderstood."

Song Qing'an smiled flatteringly, but quietly grabbed Pei Qing's sleeves to cover her body.

"Everything... is naturally according to Master Yizhangyin."

Song Qing'an smiled, but his hand slipped in along the sleeve, and his fingertips slid gently on the back of his hand.

(End of this chapter)