The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 126 Use the soil to build a grave for him!

Can't get out of bed for three days?

How intense was the battle yesterday?
The corners of Feng Qingcheng's mouth twitched, but she didn't have any sympathy for that pervert Zhao Yanxuan.

Whether it's her, Lu Ping, or Zhao Yanxuan, he took all the medicines, and he deserved such a result.

The most pitiful one was probably Lu Ping, who used him as a gunman for no reason, and was beaten almost to death by Zhao Zhiyi after he was used up.

Of course, this is Lu Ping's own fault. If he hadn't coveted Feng Qingcheng's beauty and listened to Zhao Yanxuan's slander, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

What Cang Yanlu said was quite right, if a clown like Zhao Yanxuan really had such great abilities, he would probably walk away in the capital.

Feng Qingcheng pursed the corners of her lips, put her thoughts back on the matter of catching the real culprit, and said seriously, "I know what you said makes sense, but I have to try anyway."

She likes to take the initiative in everything she does. If she continues to stand by this time, not only will more people die, but she will also be pushed to the forefront of public opinion.

The real murderer behind the scenes is very good at inciting the common people, making her a target of public criticism, her intentions are really sinister.

Since the other party was hiding in the dark like a mouse, she simply announced the news of the curfew openly.

If the other party's goal is her, he will definitely act again tonight.

Seeing her firm expression, Cang Yanwei looked at her beautiful face with deep eyes like ink, with complex eyes, "Are you really thinking about it? It would be dangerous for you to use yourself as bait, and you are not dealing with living people."

Feng Qingcheng blinked her slender eyelashes, and smiled slightly, "I think sometimes the living are scarier than the dead."

She is an atheist. In her opinion, ghosts, monsters, and snakes only exist in mythological stories.

She even believed that someone used witchcraft to manipulate the two skeletons and turned them into killing tools. Whether it was to clear herself of the suspicion or for the justice and morality in her heart, she had to do something.

It's not her style to be beaten passively.

Cang Yanlu probably didn't expect her to say that, he was stunned, and immediately nodded in agreement, "Yes, all the bad things are man-made. What is your plan for tonight, this palace can be your adviser, Try to bring down the murderer behind the scenes in one fell swoop."

Feng Qingcheng shook her head, "I don't have any plans, just go for a walk in the street in the dead of night, if you are lucky, you should meet those two skeletons, I will deal with them, so as not to harm the innocent again."

"Just now the two survivors in the yamen explained to the hall what happened last night. Those two skeletons sensed the living through their breath." Cang Yanwei briefly recounted to her the escape of Zhang San and Li Si last night. "If you really meet them and you don't have time to escape, use this move."

hold your breath?

No matter how good your lung capacity is, how long can you hold it?

This method is too useless for Feng Qingcheng. She was once recognized as the descendant of Feng's witchcraft and has a strong talent for witchcraft.

Even if the soul living in the body is changed now, and the talent is not fully stimulated, she will not be so cowardly.

She raised her chin with a confident expression, "Don't worry, if I can't even deal with these two skeletons, won't I lose face to Prince Rui's and Feng's houses?"

She didn't read the witch books for nothing during this time. Although all the tricks she showed Cang Yanli were bluffing tricks, it didn't mean that her abilities were limited to this.

If someone dares to break ground on her head, she will use the soil to build a grave for him!

　Four shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)