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Chapter 134 The murder of a painting

Wu Jiu'er came for the Poison King. She had already told Xiao Muyue that she had to go back now that the Poison King had caught her.

The Poison King left, and Wu Jiuer left a solution to the Gu. When Mo Qiancheng allocated the relief funds, Xiao Muyue had no time to be sentimental, and the incident in Pingnan City came to an end. A group of people left in a hurry and went back Cangyun City.

At this time, in Cangyun City, Han Xi and Yun Yi had sorted out the list of embezzlement and disaster relief funds. Those who should be interrogated and those who should be detained have been properly settled, and the matter in the south has been successfully completed.

Cangyun City.

Zhuang Mansion, in the study.

Hanxi said with a serious face: "Another person has bought the poisonous king again, intending to harm the prince, and this time it is the poisonous king."

Mo Qiancheng said calmly: "You can investigate this matter secretly, including the matter of buying Hua Jueqing last time!"

"My lord, the person who seemed to be the prince last time—"

For a moment, the atmosphere froze.

"It seems that many people don't want this king to go back!" Mo Qiancheng evoked a faint smile and didn't care.

Han Xi said: "But this time the Poison King—"

"No rush. If you want this king's life, you will come back sooner or later, and it won't be too late to win."

While the two were talking, Jingjing suddenly walked into the study, holding a painting in his hand.

"Master, look, why do I think the person in this painting looks so much like our little princess!"

Landscape put the painting in front of Mo Qiancheng, gloating at his misfortune.

Hanxi shook her head secretly, still acting casually, not afraid of the prince being in a bad mood at all.

Looking at the painting in front of him, Mo Qiancheng frowned and asked, "Who painted it?"

Jingjing thought for a while, then looked at Hanxi, "I found this by accident in the warehouse. As for where it came from, I have to ask Hanxi."

Mo Qiancheng glanced at Hanxi.

Seeing this, Hanxi immediately stepped forward and glanced at it, "This was collected when the house was raided a few days ago, it seems to be from the Huang's residence—"

Under Mo Qiancheng's flat face, a strange color flashed across his eyes, "People from the Huang Mansion are also in prison now?"

"Yes." Hanxi said.

Mo Qiancheng put away the painting, stood up lightly, and said, "Go to the cell."

After speaking, go out first.

The scenery was unknowable for a while.

Hanxi felt a little sad, Wangfei——

Someone else is going to be unlucky.

In the small courtyard of Zhuangfu.

Xiao Muyue watched Luqiao and Zhilan pack their luggage, and since she had nothing to do, she sneaked out of the small courtyard with the little sable in her arms, and wandered around the Zhuang Mansion.

As a result, he accidentally came outside Mo Qiancheng's study, intending to eavesdrop, but saw Yun Yi hurried out of the study, bumping into him.

"Princess? The prince is not in the study right now!" Yun Yi said.

Xiao Muyue blinked and asked, "Then where did he go?"

Yun Yi said: "It seems that I went to the cell, and my subordinates are about to go there."

Xiao Muyue had nothing to do at first, but when she heard that Mo Qiancheng was in the cell, she suddenly became interested. She also wanted to see how the top ten torturers in ancient times looked like.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you, let's go together."

Yun Yi couldn't figure it out for a while, he just went to the cell, why is the princess so happy?
Make him a little baffled!

In the cell of the Zhuang Mansion.

This is a dark prison.

Unlike the prison cells of the government, although this place is underground, it is very clean.

After entering the cell, Xiao Muyue looked around, curiously looking at everything around her.

The cells are made of solid stone. Inside each cell, there is a bed made of stone, a simple table and some hay. The whole space is dimly lit.

Xiao Muyue found that the prison cells were always gloomy, depressing and breathless.

The further you go in, the stronger this feeling becomes.

In the depths of the cell, there is a dark room dedicated to interrogation.

In the dark room, there are all kinds of interrogation equipment, hanging on the wall and on the floor, everything that one expects to find, creepy.

At this time, on the cross in the darkroom, a man was tied up, with ragged clothes and disheveled hair.

"You don't need to interrogate again, I don't know anything."

Jing Jing took the painting from Mo Qiancheng, walked to the torture rack, and said, "Master Huang, we will not interrogate you today, the prince just wants to ask you a question."

Jingjing put down the painting in his hand, showed it in front of Mr. Huang, and said, "Where did this painting... come from?"

Lord Huang raised his eyes slightly, looked at the woman in the painting, his black eyebrows were lightly drawn, and his eyes were full of affection. Looking into the distance, he seemed to have inexhaustible feelings.

"This painting..."

"This painting was found in Mr. Huang's study. Mr. Huang would never say anything, don't you know?"

Master Huang's eyes darkened, "I really don't know."

Jingjing curled his lips into a smile, "Master Huang is really elegant, whose portrait is not good to collect, if you have to hold the portrait of our princess, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Mo Qiancheng's eyes were cold, and he faintly uttered two words, "I'm castrated."

He got up and left.

Jingjing laughed loudly, "Come here, cleanse Master Huang."

Panic flashed across Lord Huang's face, and he hurriedly called out to Mo Qiancheng: "My lord, the sinner remembers, where did the sinner remember this painting?"

As long as he has one breath, he may survive, but if he is really castrated, life would be worse than death.

Mo Qiancheng faltered, turned around and walked to the execution rack.

Master Huang had cold sweat faintly on his forehead, "Master Xu brought this painting. He was the one who found Princess Yan disguised as a man, and then handed over Princess Yan to the guilty minister."

Mo Qiancheng glanced at Hanxi, Hanxi nodded, and went out, but after a while, another person was brought along.

The sharp-billed monkey's cheeks are cowering.

Mo Qiancheng looked at Master Xu and said, "Master Xu."

"The young one is here, the lord is merciful, the young one is forced to, and he can't help himself, please be merciful, the young one can say anything, as long as the slave knows, he can say anything."

Master Huang was extremely angry: "Xu Qiu, you are a wolf-hearted thing, how can I treat you normally, ah!"

Master Xu shrank his neck, "Master Huang, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Since we are defeated by the prince, we should not make unnecessary resistance. Lord Yushi will not save us."

"You bastard!"

Xu Qiu's complexion changed, "Master Huang, what I said is the truth, people don't kill themselves, you taught your subordinates this truth."

Master Huang was so angry that he struggled desperately, the chains locked on his body rattled wildly, making a crisp sound, his eyes glared angrily, wishing he could strangle him to death.

A slight smile flashed across Jing Jing's face, and said: "Master Xu, we are not going to trial today, the prince came to the cell to ask, whose painting is it?"

The landscape will be drawn toward Xu Qiu.

Xu Qiu's eyes lit up, and then there was a burst of cold air from the soles of his feet, and he stammered, "Is this painting given to Mr. Huang by your subordinates?"

Huang Da was very angry: "You fart! Xu Qiu, this painting is clearly in your collection, but it is temporarily placed in the official's study."

It's not easy for him, and he will definitely not let Xu Qiu, a dog slave, have a good time.

(End of this chapter)