After committing myself to madly criticizing the governor, I was confused

Feng Xiaoer's timing was good.

Around late at night, the case was handed over to the Three Judicial Division for review.

Pei Huai's actions were still very fast.

I feel deeply sorry for Pei Huai.

If he offends the master behind the six doors, I am afraid that the career of the number one scholar will not be easy in the future.

Alas, after all, their relationship is too familiar. Being so familiar with things like this that it harms others but does not benefit oneself, even though I have no choice but to choose him.

After all, they have known each other for more than ten years.

Pei Huai often helped him, and he also helped him.

In the past, I always thought that the two of them didn't owe each other anything, but after a lot of calculations, they found that they had already given too much to each other, so they didn't bother to care about it.

The other party will not care about each other at all.

Over time, asking each other for help has become a habit.

Even if there was something that might affect Pei Huai's career, Bai Ying came to the door without any scruples. All the evidence of Zi Yiqian's past murders and spying on the Japanese pirates were handed over to him.

Pei Huai is so smart and knows what to do.

People, well, they are smart for a while and confused for a while. They can calculate over and over again. They can calculate roughly, but they can't calculate the details.

Because, Feng Xiaoer discovered that the person who took the person out of the six-door prison and sent him to the Sanfa Department was none other than Jin Yiwei, Yuan Cang!

Feng Xiaoer didn't have a good impression of this person at all.

Although Yuan Cang is good-looking, holds an important position, and is a mainstay in the court.

The nobility in his body has also been cultivated since he was a child, and he can be regarded as rich and educated.

It seemed polite to pick her up from the cell.

But, I just don’t like it.

Perhaps, that gaze was too probing and aggressive.

Feng Xiaoer is a sensitive person, and he will not be aware of this intrusive gaze at all.

Yuan Cang's performance was so obvious that even if he was not a killer, he could easily sense it on an ordinary woman.

"Madam, please..." Yuan Cang cupped his hands, showing deep meaning in his respect.

Yuan Cang is worthy of being regarded as a young talent, with his flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife, and his whole person exuding a mysterious masculine temperament.

He has a tall body, slender legs, solid arms, bulging and strong chest muscles, and looks like a dragon and phoenix in the official uniform. He has a natural nature.

Feng Xiao'er couldn't say much. Jin Yiwei came to pick him up. How could he still disobey the order?

Just follow along and that’s it.

When he sat up from the ground, his body remained in the same position and felt a little numb.

She was also speechless.

I was quickly given a lot of pepper water when I was arrested.

My throat is still sore now.

As for the wounds from the whipping, they should have healed on their own by now. The wounds were not very deep and were considered superficial injuries.

Yuan Cang was closest to her, probably to highlight the status of the governor's wife, so he came to greet her personally.

Seeing her unsteady steps, he walked over step by step, stepped forward directly, held her waist with one hand, and held her arm with the other. Yuan Cang's heart seemed to skip a beat after applying the softness to his hands.

Her waist is long and slender, as curved as a willow branch, exactly like the delicate line drawn on his scroll.

Feng Xiaoer is very resistant to close contact with others, both mentally and physically.

Except for Xiao Qi, she doesn't want any man to touch her.

Even through the clothing, the heat radiating from that hand could still be clearly felt.

Her hands were very resistant and she pushed Yuan Cang outward hard.

However, Yuan Cang didn't move at all. On the contrary, Feng Xiaoer's steps were unsteady and he was about to fall to the ground - this time, he was fully embraced by this man.

"Ma'am, be careful."

Yuan Cang hugged her tightly without leaving any trace.

Almost all her body weight rested on his arms.

Yuan Cang didn't think there was anything wrong with this, so he protected his wife and left the cell.

Arriving in front of the carriage, Feng Xiaoer finally left the body and exhaled a long breath.

She couldn't speak, couldn't speak.

My body was extremely weak, and I finally managed to get into the carriage, where I could calm down.

The door creaked open, the curtain lifted, and Yuan Cang sat in.

He didn't mind and sat next to her.

Feng Xiaoer watched in astonishment as he closed the carriage door. Only the two of them were left in such a small and tight space.

How to describe such an atmosphere?

It's also close to weird.

"Madam, are you speechless? These guys from the Six Gates torture people like this indiscriminately. They are really audacious. Please don't worry. After today, I will definitely report to the emperor. Report this matter and vent your anger on Madam properly."

Damn... Feng Xiaoer has a hard time talking, so just keep talking. Why are you so close?

She couldn't speak, but Ke Erduo could do it.

I tried hard to pronounce a syllable with my throat, but when my vocal cords vibrated, my throat hurt terribly and I started coughing violently.

The coughing sounds like the liquid in the stomach is about to flow out.

Yuan Cang didn't shy away from it at all and gently patted her back.

"Madam, if you want to say something, I will order someone to bring a pen and paper, and you can just write it down."

His voice contained no other impurities and was very pure. I have to say, the sound is very nice.

However, those eyes were like wolves and tigers, which made people very uncomfortable.

Feng Xiaoer reluctantly moved her legs and found that they were not as numb as before, so she sat in another direction and tried not to have any contact with this guy.

In Yuan Cang's eyes, this move made it clear that she disliked him.

He also stopped pretending.

All the politeness and courtesy of a gentleman have disappeared, and all that is left is a smile of success.

"Oh, what are you afraid of?"

"Afraid I'll do something to you?"

Finally... fell ill.