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Author: Sharkshou Zhazhao

"Father!"

"help me!"

He stared blankly at the mirror made of purple light in mid-air, from which his daughter's heartbreaking cry for help could be faintly heard.

Marquis Yongding stretched out his hand towards the mirror, and just as he was about to stand up, he saw Li Qianyinsu raised his hand, and the mirror instantly disappeared into the void.

The sound of fighting outside the palace gradually calmed down, and several Liao and Dan soldiers captured the leading soldiers from the Central Plains and surrounded them.

"The daughter of your noble family, I remember her name is Zhao Ranxi? Right?"

A purple butterfly rested on Li Qianyin's fingertips.

"Miss Zhao is both talented and beautiful, and has a very high spirit. It must be that the Marquis raised the girl very well at home, which is why she developed such a proud temperament."

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do to Ran Ran?!"

Seeing the growing smile on Li Qianyin's face, the man shuddered, clenched his hands and rushed forward.

Two silver needles were nailed to his legs with a "swish" sound. The always arrogant Marquis Yongding's knees softened and he knelt in front of Li Qianyin's feet.

Li Qianyin hooked her toes, lifted the opponent's forehead that was bleeding faintly from the ground, and kicked it away in the opposite direction.

Seeing this man, who was about the same age as his father, struggling to stand up while lying on the ground, but being pushed down repeatedly by the Liao Dan soldiers behind him, Li Qianyin snorted and said lazily:

"The Marquis must not know it yet. Just a few days ago, when the Marquis was showing off his power in Linhuang, the emperor issued an order that dozens of people in the Yongding Marquis' Mansion be beheaded, and the rest were all exiled, and the men served as officials.

Slaves, female family members sold to flower houses——"

"I wonder if this daughter-in-law of the Hou Mansion, who used to take pleasure in humiliating me, can endure a pair of jade arms that can be used as pillows for thousands of people, and even a tiny bit of red lips can be tasted by thousands of people. Hmm?"

His daughter's shrill cries continued to echo in his ears, and the thought of selling such a huge house to death made Marquis Yongding almost collapse!

"Impossible, impossible!" He roared like crazy, "Your Majesty said that if I help him kill the late emperor, kill General Zhaonan, and then secretly kill the prince, he will definitely ensure my power, wealth, and wealth for the rest of my life.

Why."

"Master Hou, you want to know? Oh, I almost forgot, I can no longer call you Master Hou."

Li Qianyin walked to the cold body of Elder Jixuan, spread her slender fingers, and held the old man's dead face.

"But it's a long story. Why does the Marquis think I came to the north without incident?"

Marquis Yongding looked at the girl helplessly, his pale fingertips scratching traces of blood on the dead woman's skin, his expression was calm and scary.

"Isn't it possible that you and King Yi cooperated internally and externally to protect Pingzhou and sought me out to avenge the murder of your father?"

"Master Hou, you are worrying too much."

The corner of her mouth raised a nice arc, and she pushed away the broken hair in front of her eyes with one hand. Her tone was a little brisk, but what she said next was extremely terrifying and weird:

"What's the point of a Marquis' life? Hehe. If Elder Jixuan is still alive, he must know that what I like most in my life is to kill a whole family."

He was instantly chilled from head to toe, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, but he still managed to remain conscious.

The man tried his best to steady his voice from trembling, and spoke steadily:

"What a strong tone. Luoyang, the capital of the East, is under the emperor's feet. How can you, a ruined orphan girl, have the final say?!"

"You're right, of course His Majesty has the final say."

Li Qianyin concentrated her energy and felt a steady stream of internal energy pouring into her body from her fingertips.

It's so dangerous. If it goes on for a while, the internal power of the technique in Ji Xuan's body will probably dissipate.

"On the way from Luoyang to Pingzhou, I met Lu Yan, the judge of the Hengjun Festival in Cangzhou. Does the Marquis know him?"

Upon hearing this name, Marquis Yongding's heart trembled, but he did not say a word.

That day after General Li Chen came to the camp, he quietly sent people to Cangzhou. It was said that Lu Yan died in a tragic manner. There was no flesh and blood on his body, only a piece of human skin hanging down on the skeleton.

He couldn't help but look at the movements in the girl's hands and Jixuan's emaciated body visible to the naked eye, and suddenly he had an epiphany.

Li Qianyin caught a glimpse of the man retreating in extreme fear out of the corner of his eye. She sneered and continued:

"The two of you secretly colluded to establish a "slaughter service" in private, cannibalizing the people, using human flesh as military food, and then selling the original food and grass at high prices to put it into your own pockets."

"This matter was handed over with a pleading, and the court was in an uproar. Everyone in the world wants to tear your bones apart - even if the emperor wants to protect you, there is nothing he can do."

No wonder. No wonder Li Chenjin suddenly went to Cangzhou, and then went to the north to keep an eye on him.

It turns out that everything was foreshadowed!

But this business has been going on for a year, and many local officials have heard about it but dare not speak out. Why did it only happen recently?

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Hecheng, who was sitting on the short table opposite. He put the long sword on the ground with its sheath, played with the wine cup and took a slow sip.

"Is it you? King Yi? I didn't expect that you are in the north, but you can stretch your arms so long - that you can actually make a difference in the court even though you are a dead man?"

When he heard his name being called, Li Hecheng raised his head with an "ah" sound.

He narrowed his eyes, smiled, and shook his head, "Master Hou guessed wrong this time. I didn't expect this. It's all Qianyin's ability."

"How can you be a helpless orphan?"

Li Qianyin straightened up, with a black and purple mist lingering in his hand.

She threw away Jixuan's shriveled mummy, took off a light blue handkerchief from her weak and boneless wrist, and carefully wiped the dirt on her fingertips.

The Zhengdao Kung Fu is pure and can be inhaled much more smoothly than Lu Yan's turbid air.

"There are still many things that Mr. Hou doesn't know."

She raised her eyes and looked at the man. Her originally brown eyes were dark and bottomless.

Of course Li Qianyin would not tell him that the day before leaving Luoyang, she asked Ming Ji, the young general, to check on her father's affairs for her.

At the Peach Blossom Banquet, listening to Li Chenjin's words, she vaguely guessed that General Zhaonan was killed by the combined efforts of the Emperor and Yongding Marquis, but it was not him who died in the fire, and the true cause of death was unknown.

However, how could the body that Li Yunyao could not find even Li Hecheng find when he held the coffin for the ceremony that day, how could it be found by a princess who had never even left the palace a few times?

She felt strange, but she could never find out the true cause of her father's death.

However, just when she was at a loss what to do, Ming Ji discovered the shady affair between Yong Dinghou and Lu Yan.

As soon as this incident came out, people and gods were indignant. Even if Ming Ji did not intentionally push it, they would not be able to escape the crime of ransacking their homes.

Together with the two capable female envoys Bai Zhi and Zhu Ling sent by the Gu Mansion, they fanned the flames and spread the news in the city. Overnight, the Yongding Marquis Mansion became the target of public criticism.

Li Qianyin stretched out her finger again and tapped lightly.

The void rippled like ripples on water, and the purple mirror became larger.

Zhao Ranxi, the legitimate daughter of Marquis Yongding, was gagged and tied in a dark room. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she screamed in agony.

Her father, a general who was over fifty years old, dragged his limp legs and struggled to crawl towards Li Qianyin.
Chapter completed!