The pure one will be clear

Author: Wang Clu

The pure one will be clear

I saw Ji Mingcheng, wearing purple brocade clothes, slowly paced up, looking at her, and finally landing in those smart and puzzled eyes.

Lu Nanzhi leaned over and said, "I have seen Lord Ji, but I don't know what Lord Ji calls me?"

Ji Mingcheng had a smile on his lips: "Actually nothing is wrong, but I heard that the food here is all recipes given by the girl. I'm afraid you will be invited to Shuntian Mansion for a while."

Lu Nanzhi knew it in his heart. Sure enough, he guessed it correctly. The case is probably coming to him.

Wushuang frowned, but Lu Nanzhi tried to stop him by trying to say something. Wushuang gritted her teeth and lowered her head.

Lu Nanzhi looked up and nodded slightly at Ji Mingcheng, saying, "What is this in mind by Lord Ji? Do you suspect that I am the murderer?"

"It still needs to be determined whether it is the murderer." Ji Mingcheng raised his eyebrows and turned sideways to make an invitation.

Lu Nanzhi understood that she had to go to Shuntian Mansion today, so she had to follow Ji Mingcheng to Shuntian Mansion.

The two of them were riding in the carriage, and Lu Nanzhi remained silent along the way, thinking of various solutions in his mind.

After a while, Ji Mingcheng lifted the curtain and looked at the scenery outside, and asked, "Miss Lu doesn't seem to be afraid?"

Lu Nanzhi smiled faintly and said calmly: "If you are not afraid of death, then what else will you be afraid of? Lord Ji only needs to be judged, the clear one will be clear, and the turbid one will be turbid."

Ji Mingcheng smiled gently and lowered the curtain.

Lu Nanzhi felt chill all over. This time she didn't pretend, but was really cold, as if she was in an ice cellar, which made her unable to help but shrink her shoulders.

The carriage suddenly stopped, Wushuang lifted the curtain, looked out the window, and lowered his voice and said, "Miss, do we want to notify Mr. Shen?"

Lu Nanzhi looked at her with a serious expression and signaled her not to speak.

Wushuang looked outside and then looked at Lu Nanzhi, feeling a little uneasy.

The carriage was parked at the gate of Shuntian Mansion, and Wushuang helped Lu Nanzhi get off the carriage.

As soon as he got off the carriage, Lu Nanzhi noticed several hot gazes staring at her, and the scorching gaze seemed to penetrate her.

"Oh, that's not the owner of Hongzhuang Pavilion. He was also arrested to Shuntian Mansion. I wonder what crime this woman committed?" Several pairs of eyes locked Lu Nanzhi's face tightly, and a sarcastic laughter came from her mouth.

Lu Nanzhi looked at the people without wishing to be outdone, and his clear black eyes were shining with a hint of cold light, which made the people who were talking feel uncomfortable.

Although this woman is a little younger, her eyes actually make them feel scared.

"I'm afraid I'm going to feel wronged about Miss Lu's life in prison today. I'll let you out when I find out the truth." Ji Mingcheng showed a big smile on his lips.

As long as Lu Nanzhi enters the prison, he will not think about it and walk out alive.

That's right, he just wants to avenge his son, and he wants these people to pay the price they deserve!

"Then I'm waiting for the good news!" Lu Nanzhi nodded. She didn't mind waiting for the result, for fear that he would make small moves.

Fortunately, she was smart and had already asked Shen Lanze to notify when she came.

In fact, she was lucky. She happened to meet the shopkeeper of the Bufa Village who came to join in the fun, so she had the chance to let the shopkeeper of the Bufa Village who passed the message.

In the prison, a wet breath came to my face. The cold environment made Lu Nanzhi frown slightly, sigh, turned around and sat down against the wall, holding his knees with both hands.

"Miss, what should we do now?" Wushuang was afraid that Lord Ji would be detrimental to Miss.

"Watch it happening." Lu Nanzhi said lightly, but his eyes looked somewhere, and a cold curve floated on the corner of his mouth.

This time, the matter is not as simple as it seems.

Ji Mingcheng must have someone to support her, so he dared to send her to prison without restraint.

As for those people, since they want to be unfavorable to her, she naturally cannot let them go.

No matter what grudges those people have with her, she can't let it go if the other party bullies her!

"Ah..." Suddenly, a miserable wail sounded throughout the dungeon.

Then two more sounds, three more sounds...

The wailing sounded gradually, resounding throughout the prison. Two quarters of an hour passed, and the wailing finally stopped.

Lu Nanzhi stood up slowly and patted her clothes: "Let's go!"

Wushuang was a little confused by her sudden words and asked in confusion: "Miss, where are we going?"

How can they get out of prison now? Could it be that the lady wants to escape?

Lu Nanzhi did not answer, but stared at the outside of the prison. Soon a sound of footsteps came, and then a prison guard opened the prison door.

"It's time for you, come out quickly." The jailer looked at the two of them and urged impatiently.

Wushuang then understood what the lady said just now. It turned out that someone was going to interrogate them, and the two followed the prison guard to the deepest part of the prison.

In the dark room, the shopkeeper was covered in blood, lying on the ground dying, with more than a dozen blood-stained torture instruments scattered beside him.

At this moment, his face turned pale and his chest was undulating violently, as if he was about to die.

"Ha...hehe, cough cough..." He opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound.

"Do you say it or not?" The short man walked over and stepped on the man's chest.

Then he squatted down and pinched the man's cheek, and said in a contemptuous tone: "What benefits did the murderer give you, making your mouth so hard? I want to see if it is your mouth hard or the torture instrument in my hand hard!"

Hearing the short man's words, the shopkeeper's pupils shrank slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was too dry and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

The short man sneered coldly, let go of his feet and retreated, wiped his feet with disgust, took out a dagger and kept wiping on the shopkeeper.

"It turns out that this is Lord Ji's fairness and justice, it's just a trick." Lu Nanzhi gritted his teeth.

The short man turned his head when he heard the voice behind him, saw Lu Nanzhi and the maid beside him, and sneered, "Another one with a hard mouth is coming."

The short man waved his hand, and the jailer behind him came over to drag the shopkeeper into the prison.

The shopkeeper got up from the ground with difficulty, staggered a few steps to the door, reached out and pulled the iron door and looked out, but could not see anything. He fell back to the ground decadently, and couldn't help but worry.

Lu Nanzhi calmly put on the chair, looked up at the short man, "I wonder if this adult is?"

"I am the manager of the prison sentence, and all of you are interrogating them through me!"

The short man said proudly: "If you know the truth, please confess it quickly to avoid the pain of flesh and blood!"

"Oh." Lu Nanzhi nodded and said lightly: "Then I really want to try how adults treat prisoners."

"Hmph." A short man snorted coldly from his nostrils: "If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"

The short man walked to Lu Nanzhi and stood still, lowered his head and looked down at her with a fierce look.

Lu Nanzhi looked up at him, looking at him without any fear, and even had some provocation in his eyes.
Chapter completed!