Lingfu Space: Supreme Pastoral Wife

Chapter 992

"Boss, how to deal with this person?"

The leader stared at the envoy condescendingly, saw his panic, and sneered, "Put it first, and wait for the sect master to deal with it."

"Yes."

After Tu Yi'an had a peaceful night's sleep and woke up early in the morning, he realized that many things happened in Zhu's residence last night.

Looking at the envoy who was escorted in front of her and Dong Yuling, she poked her head slightly and asked, "Who are you? Why did you appear in the Zhu Mansion?"

"I... I'm just an innocent citizen, you arrested the wrong person."

The messenger is dead duck mouthed.

Tu Yi'an pulled his lips into a smile, and looked at his subordinates, "Since you have arrested him, you can find out his identity."

"Sect Master, it has been found out that this person is the younger brother of the prefect of Yuling City. He stayed in Furong Town for more than ten days this time. He was ordered by the second prince Yu Shuxin to contact Zhu Zhen of Furong Town."

Hearing these words, the emissary felt terrified. He didn't expect that none of these people had ever interrogated him, but they had already found out about him.

"Yu Shuxin really made a good plan. He left by himself and left you in Furong Town, tsk tsk." Tu Yi'an sighed twice, "It seems that you are a pawn. But it doesn't matter, pawns also have the value of pawns Come on, tell me, what plot did Yu Shuxin and Zhu Zhen have?"

The envoy was escorted to kneel in front of Tu Yi'an and Dong Yuling, already sweating coldly.

He is so stupid, running into the hinterland of the southern country is like throwing himself into a trap. Now that he is caught, everything is over.

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, he stammered, "Well, I, I actually don't know what His Highness and Zhu Zhen are plotting, I'm just a messenger."

"Oh, then what did you say?" Tu Yi'an continued to ask.

The messenger shook like a sieve, "I, I just sent a letter to Zhu Zhen for His Highness, I really don't know the specific content."

"Tsk tsk, it's really useless. So, you are no longer useful, you can die?" Tu Yi'an's voice was cold, and the messenger's body froze.

"No, no, no, I'm still useful. I... I can help the two sect masters identify Zhu Zhen. He is doing treasonous things in the southern country. He really deserves to be killed!"

Hearing the envoy's righteous words, Tu Yi'an smiled unkindly, "Very well, I hope you can do what you say. Otherwise, you really have to die."

Tu Yi'an got up, took Dong Yuling's hand, smiled Qianxi, "Sir, let's go shopping, the weather in Furong Town is about to change, so we have to go shopping."

"it is good."

Dong Yuling led Tu Yi'an away, the emissary's body was short, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted, sitting crookedly on the ground, as if he had experienced life and death.

On the street, Tu Yi'an held Dong Yuling's hand as if no one was there, and happily walked past the stalls all the way.

A smell of stinky tofu wafted over, Tu Yian clutched his chest and retched, "It stinks, I want to vomit."

Seeing her suddenly uncomfortable face, Dong Yuling directly hugged her by the waist, away from the stinky tofu, and asked, "An'an, do you feel better now?"

Tu Yi'an still retched a little, "It's better, but I still don't feel well, I want to eat something sour."

On the side, there happened to be an old woman carrying a vegetable basket. Hearing this, she stopped and said, "Young man, your wife must be pregnant. Take her to the medical clinic."

"Pregnant?!"

Dong Yuling was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, picked up Tu Yi'an again, and walked towards the medical hall.

(End of this chapter)