Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

Hearing her complaint against her husband, Yuan Chen's eyebrows skipped a beat and his expression became solemn, "Please explain more clearly."

Zhu Yan knelt on the ground and said with some difficulty, "Qi Chong dug a dark room under the court of his wife and trapped many women in it, torturing them day and night. Some of them died every two or three days."

"Facing Qi Chong, I know that there is a disparity in power, so I have no choice but to sound the Dengwen drum. I beg you to take action while there are still people alive at the moment."

Yuan Chen's expression changed again and again before he sank completely. He slammed the jade ring finger on the table and shouted loudly, "Zhuo Ming, I have ordered Xie Li to investigate this matter carefully. If it is confirmed to be correct, arrest him immediately." Qi Chong!”

Zhuo Ming didn't dare to be negligent and quickly agreed, "Yes."

The hanging heart finally fell. Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head. "Thank you, Your Majesty."
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Duke's Mansion

"Bitch! You dare to say no to me?"

Qi Chong grabbed Zhou Cuicui's hair, kicked her in the stomach, and cursed, "Where do you have the right to speak here?"

Zhou Cuicui looked dull and let him kick her like a rag doll.

Now she has given up the idea of ​​living, and just wants to exchange this broken body for the safety of her sisters.

"Qi Chong, you are a beast with a face and a heart of an animal!" Zhou Cuicui cursed loudly with bloodshot eyes oozing from the corners of her mouth, "I will become an evil ghost after my death. I will definitely wander around you every night and watch your retribution come with my own eyes!"

Qi Chong raised his hand and slapped her hard, "It's just a cheap life. It's useless when you're alive. How can you be so powerful after you die?"

Zhou Cuicui was beaten so hard that she turned her head away. She could no longer hear any sound in her left ear, and more and more blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

"You are the thorn here. If I don't show you some color today, I'm afraid I'll rebel!"

Qi Chong grabbed her hair and dragged her all the way to the wall.

There was a table beside the wall, with a machete thrown on it, and the table top was also dyed dark red.

"Today I will show you," Qi Chong picked her up, threw her on the table, picked up the kitchen knife, with a ferocious look on his face, "Who is the God!"

"Cui Cui!"

The heart-wrenching cries of the sisters could be heard in her ears. Zhou Cuicui's eyes widened, her little face full of unwillingness.

She hasn't walked out of here alive yet, and hasn't had time to taste Wenxiangzhai's walnut cake.

As soon as the knife fell, the crying in the dark room suddenly stopped.

Blood sprayed on his face, Qi Chong stretched out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiling crazily, "Look, this is the price for going against me!"

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, there was suddenly the sound of chaotic footsteps in the tunnel.

Qi Chong was startled, clenched the machete in his hand, and hurriedly hid at the door.

Song Huixin walked at the front, his steps hurried, and he kept praying in his heart that the women could escape safely.

Approaching the door, Song Huixin saw Zhou Cuicui lying on the table.

The head was chopped off, leaving only a layer of skin connected to the neck. Blood flowed down the corner of the table, and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell of rust.

Song Huixin's heart tightened and he raised his feet to rush over.

"careful!"

A woman's exclamation came from not far away. Song Huixin subconsciously dodged and turned sideways to avoid the cold light, exposing her face to Qi Chong's eyes.

"Song Huixin?" Qi Chong's eyes were filled with murderous intent and he gritted his teeth and asked, "How did you get in!"

Song Huixin held the long sword in his hand and slashed it down mercilessly. He raised his voice and said, "You'd better save this question and ask Zhou Cuicui in the underworld!"

Qi Chong hurriedly took two steps back and got out of the underground door, but he never thought that there was someone guarding the door. Seeing Qi Chong coming out, Xie Li raised his stick and hit him hard on the head.

Qi Chong's vision went dark and he staggered a few steps. Before he could stabilize his body, Song Huixin, who was chasing him, stabbed his thigh with a sword.

"Ah——" Qi Chong cried out in pain, sat down on the ground, hugged his legs and wailed.

Song Huixin kicked the machete flying to the ground, pulled out his long sword, and cut off his hamstring.

Qi Chong screamed repeatedly and struggled to straighten his arms, trying to reach the knife in the distance.

Xie Li saw what he was thinking and hit him with another sap, completely cutting off his thoughts.

When Qi Chong was unable to move, Song Huixin picked up his shirt with his sword, found a bunch of keys on his waistband, turned around and rushed back to the cage, throwing the keys into the hands of the girls.

The girls thanked him profusely and hurriedly tried to untie the chains around their necks.

Song Huixin nodded and walked slowly to the table. Looking at Zhou Cuicui who was still staring at death, she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

"I'm sorry." Song Huixin raised his hand and closed her eyelids for her, tears falling quietly, "I was late."

The girl who dropped her guard when it came to General Song and trusted herself wholeheartedly...

In the end, it was not saved.

"Sister Cuicui!"

A still immature girl rolled and crawled to the table. Regardless of the blood on the ground, she knelt heavily on the ground and kept fanning herself with her hands, "It's my fault... It's all my fault, why wasn't I the one who died!" "

"If I could endure it, Sister Cuicui would not have died... The little girl cried sadly and spoke incoherently.

Song Huixin raised his hand to stop her, closed his eyes in pain, and said softly, "Cui Cui has an idea. Since she has made up her mind to help you, she is determined to die."

"Don't cry anymore. If you are really grateful to Cuicui, then live a good life with her heart."

The little girl buried her head and burst into tears.

Xie Li didn't know what was going on inside, so he called someone to come forward, tied Qi Chong tightly, and dragged him out.

After everything was done, even Song Huixin walked out in despair. Xie Li frowned and rushed to greet her, holding her thin wrist and whispering, "What's wrong?"

"Zhou Cuicui died to save other people." Song Huixin blinked, and her big tears fell on the ground. "We were a step too late. People have just died, and the blood is warm."

"Xie Li...am I particularly incompetent?" Song Huixin looked up at him with a sad expression, "Why can't I protect even one person?"

"It's none of your business." Xie Li hugged her and patted her shoulder gently, "Zhou Cuicui did it to save people, and you did it to save people too. You are both very powerful."

Song Huixin buried her head in his neck and cried softly.

Qi Chong was dragged out of the study and thrown into the yard.

"Bold!" Qi Chong struggled hard, with veins popping out of his neck, and shouted loudly, "Do you know who I am!"

"Save your energy."

There was a voice coming from behind, and Qi Chong was shocked. He turned around in disbelief, and his eyes fell on Zhu Yan, who was leisurely sipping tea.

"...Why are you here too?" Qi Chong's mind went blank and he stared at her dumbfounded.

"Why can't I be here?" Zhu Yan put down the tea cup, a smile appeared on her lips, and her eyes were cold, "Qi Chong, Qi Chong, after all the bad things you have done, you should have thought that today would happen!"

Hearing this, Qi Chong paused, then came back to his senses, moved hard in her direction, and shouted at the top of his voice, "It's you...it's you, isn't it!"