After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Chapter 676 The law does not punish the public
Wu Sheng was confused and was gagged by Yin Le before he could ask them what they wanted to do.

Instead of knocking him unconscious, the girl tied his hands with a rope.

Aren't you afraid of him resisting?

As if reading his thoughts, Yin Le slapped his bloody cloth: "If you don't want to die, just cooperate honestly! My master's clever plan is something that we and other mortals can't detect. She must have her own power for doing this. reason!"

After Yin Le "voluntarily" brought Wu Sheng, who was tied up by Wuhua Da, to the woodshed.

Liu Ji and Awang in the hall looked at each other and Qin Yao in confusion.

Qin Yao coughed twice to wake up her throat, and motioned for the two of them to sit down.

Let me start by saying: "A martial arts student cannot replace Gongliang Liao, and our whole family will be involved."

Liu Ji's heart was shaken to death.

Further analysis: "If what Wu Sheng said is true, Prince Feng amassed money for his own benefit and even killed people. According to the national law, he must at least lose his title."

"The prince's cover-up is a big or small matter. With the current situation, how could the eldest princess's palace miss this great opportunity? Once the prince is impeached, I am afraid that the prince's position will not be guaranteed."

"The Imperial Preceptor and the Crown Prince have always been in an open relationship. If the tree falls and the monkey is scattered, sending Wu Sheng to the Imperial Preceptor's residence will indeed lead to a short period of peace, but once the incident comes to light."

Qin Yao looked at Liu Ji with cold eyes: "Congratulations on getting the achievement of killing everyone."

Liu Ji snorted and refused to admit that he was overthinking, "You just know how to scare me!"

Qin Yao suddenly smiled at him, holding her chin with one hand, looking at him with bright eyes, which made him tremble, and then she said with a smile but not a smile:

"Liu Ji, actually I always thought you were very smart, really!"

Awang's eyes were so wide that they were almost out of frame. Madam, wouldn't your conscience hurt if you lied like this?
Turning his head to look at the old man, he couldn't help but grin, "Madam, why are you complimenting me all of a sudden? It's so embarrassing in front of outsiders."

Take a look at Awang, you have no eyesight and don't back down.

Awang choked, good, good! I am redundant!

"If you have anything to say, madam, just call me. I'll go and clear the tables and chairs with Ale first."

He hugged his fists hard, rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the hall, working hard. The tendons on his hands were stretched tightly, and the brush was making a "whimpering" sound. I don't know, he thought he was being tortured.

Liu Ji didn't feel it at all. As soon as the person left, he immediately pulled the Taishi chair under his butt and pulled the chair in front of Qin Yao, and they talked on their knees.

Qin Yao smiled appreciatively, "Mr. Sir, in your opinion, what do you think of this matter? Is there any way to resolve the crisis in our family?"

"You are so smart, you can definitely resolve this little thing easily, right?"

Liu Jiren was already half numb when he said the word "Xiangong" in the previous sentence, but before he could continue to immerse himself in the rare tenderness of his wife, the purpose of the next sentence was exposed.

Liu Ji's smile froze on his face. To be honest, if someone else lifted him up high, he would definitely jump down.

But who is this person?
It's his wife!
As a man, as a husband, how can I show cowardice in front of my wife?
Facing Qin Yao's expectant starry eyes, Liu Ji took a deep breath, forced out a comforting smile, lowered his eyes, stared at their opposite knees and fell into deep thought.

It should be too late for him to take back the bull he had blown out in the past, right?
A pair of hands fell on his knees with a "slap". The force was not heavy, but Liu Ji knew that once he struggled, the hands would turn into iron pliers, making him unable to move.

Qin Yao smiled, her eyes crinkling with laughter. She had a very delicate face, but her eyes were usually as sharp as an eagle, blocking out all that delicate beauty.

At this moment, his eyebrows were curved, and Liu Ji was caught off guard, and felt that he was wrapped in warm spring water, soft and warm.

His body instinctively trembled for a moment, as if he was electrocuted, and he regained consciousness in panic. Liu Ji took a deep breath, turned his head away from the eyes, and secretly gritted his teeth. His cheeks were like cooked shrimps, which made him dizzy.

"You, you!" Liu Ji reached out and pressed the hands on his knees, and shouted: "Qin Yao! How can you use a honey trap? You are going too far!
"Is it too much?" Qin Yao raised the corners of her mouth and grabbed the two big hands covering the back of her hands into her palms. "What about this? Is it even more excessive?"

The word "excessive" rolled around on the tip of his tongue, but what came out of Liu Ji's mouth was: "Okay, you can go a little more extreme."

As soon as he said the words, he was surprised to see that the person on the other side was actually smiling instead of angry. He quickly closed his eyes and recited the Qingxin Mantra silently to calm his confused mind.

"Let go of your hand first and let me think about it slowly. This matter is not difficult. There must be a way to solve it."

Qin Yao looked down at her grabbed hand. Should she let go first?
Someone was still holding on to it, daringly stroking it with his fingertips.

The hands that have been practicing martial arts for many years are actually more delicate than expected. When I feel a little callus on the knuckles, I can't help but poke at the neatly trimmed fingernails and press a cross. It looks like I am enjoying it very much.

Qin Yao: "Open your eyes."

Someone's eyelids raised slightly.

"Open it!"

A low growl with gritted teeth frightened Liu Jishu to open his eyes.

Qin Yao raised her chin, Liu Ji lowered his head and looked down, oh, it was him holding her hand.

But I won’t let go!
It wasn't until he realized that their knees were touching each other that they were about to lift up, that Liu Ji let go of her hands, moved the Taishi chair back to its original position, and raised his hand to make a stop gesture:
"I really need to think about it."

The timing of this sentence was just right, and it stopped Qin Yao's about to slap him.

But the raised corners of his mouth may be harder to suppress than a seesaw.

It's rare to have such a good job, and he really doesn't mind coming more often.

Isn't it just a secret? Only a small group of people know that it is a secret.

But if everyone knew it, it wouldn't be a secret.

If the law does not punish everyone, it is impossible for the Prince's Mansion to kill everyone in Kuanzhengfang.

Moreover, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. This kind of thing, which is very likely to achieve the success of killing everyone, should be left to professionals.

Liu Ji suddenly looked at the east courtyard wall and smiled evilly, "Madam, I have a plan. Please come over and listen to me explain it to you in detail."

Qin Yao didn't miss his little move of glancing towards the east courtyard wall, and raised her eyebrows. It seemed that her good-for-nothing husband-in-law could get rid of her reputation as a good-for-nothing.

Qin Yao sat motionless, and Liu Ji didn't mind. He walked over to her and whispered in her ear.

After finishing speaking, the couple looked at each other with the same ferocious smile.

Next door, there is Qi Jia in the east courtyard.

After writing the impeachment notes that he was going to hand in tomorrow, Qi Yushi, who was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, suddenly felt a wisp of cool wind blowing on the back of his neck, giving him goosebumps.

The attendant noticed Qi Yushi's condition and was about to ask the master if he wanted to wear more clothes.

Then there was a knock on the door like a thunderous explosion.

"Bang, bang, bang!" He beat for a while, as if he wanted to smash the door of his house before stopping.