The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 151 No one can touch her
Jun Yeli calmed down the victims of the riots by killing chickens and monkeys with iron-blooded wrists. Now everyone basically believed that they were being used by others.

The appearance of Feng Wuxie also reassured the victims.

Lin Wanwan is a key criminal of the imperial court and the chief culprit of this incident. She will be escorted back to Beijing and handed over to the emperor for disposal.

After everything calmed down, with Jun Yeli's permission, Feng Wuxie went alone to the prison where Lin Wanwan was being held.

She was really curious that the sisters of the Lin family could use poison.

Moreover, the poison used was so overbearing, completely inhumane, for some reason, Feng Wuxie always felt a little uneasy.

So after much deliberation, Feng Wuxie decided to have a talk with Lin Wanwan alone.

In the dark cell, Lin Wanwan curled up in a corner, with heavy iron chains on her wrists and ankles.

She lowered her head, her eyes were a little dull.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps came from the prison door that Lin Wanwan raised her head to take a look. Looking at the well-dressed Feng Wuxie, Lin Wanwan smiled mockingly.

"You are really lucky, you can't die even if you are framed like this."

Feng Wuxie ignored Lin Wanwan's ridicule, she stood in front of the cell door, and looked at Lin Wanwan without hatred or pity in her eyes.

"You are really stupid."

Lin Wanwan, who was lowering her head, suddenly raised her head, her eyes were full of hatred: "I'm stupid. I was stupid because I didn't find the opportunity to cut you into pieces with my own hands. I can't do it for my sister, father, and dozens of people in the Lin family. revenge."

"However, you are about to die now, but your revenge has not been avenged. No, it should be said that you have always found the wrong target for revenge. If you see your father and Concubine Lan, I don't know if you still have it." What face do you have to face them?"

Feng Wuxie's cold words made Lin Wanwan a little puzzled. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Feng Wuxie, as if she wanted to find the answer from her face.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Feng Wuxie brushed the dust off her dress, sat down on a chair, and said casually: "It doesn't mean much, in order to protect the Lin family, Concubine Lan has clearly pleaded guilty, but she suddenly loses her temper. , ran to assassinate the emperor, haven't you thought about the reason for this?"

Feng Wuxie's words stopped short, and she didn't say much, but Lin Wanwan couldn't hold her breath anymore: "Speak clearly."

At that time, the Lin Mansion was indeed going to be exiled, but overnight, Emperor Chu was so enraged that he executed the entire Lin Mansion.

It happened so suddenly that Lin Wanwan was forced into a secret passage by Lin Biao to escape, but she thought that Feng Wuxie had harmed Concubine Lan.

So this account has been kept on her head.

But now, hearing what Feng Wuxie said, this matter is indeed a bit strange, Lin Wanwan was the delicate young lady before.

She didn't understand the struggle in the palace at all, so she couldn't figure out what Feng Wuxie said.

Feng Wuxie smiled faintly at Lin Wanwan: "If you answer me a question, I'll tell you the truth, how about it?"

"Tell me." Lin Wanwan replied.

Anyway, now she is facing a dead end, if she does not know the truth before she dies, she will die with regret.

"I want to know, Lin Ruolan, where did you come from?" Feng Wuxie asked.

Lin Wanwan asked defensively, "Why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing, I'm just very interested in those poison techniques."

Lin Wanwan was really confused by Feng Wuxie's appearance. She knew that Feng Wuxie was a doctor, but she never thought that Feng Wuxie would be interested in using poison.

Lin Wanwan hesitated for a moment, and said, "My sister's poison art was taught by an old man, and we don't know his identity."

Don't know your identity?
Lin Wanwan's words flickered, she was obviously lying, Feng Wuxie smiled slightly, nodded and said, "I see."

Feng Wuxie's expression made Lin Wanwan a little flustered, and she tentatively asked, "Tell me the truth."

Lin Wanwan, who was suddenly nervous, rushed over suddenly, the iron chains on her body rattled, and across the gap of the prison, there was a longing expression on her face.

But obviously Feng Wuxie didn't believe her words, for a person who had no trust, Feng Wuxie decided not to waste time on her.

As soon as she stood up, Lin Wanwan also stood up nervously. If it wasn't for the iron chains on her body, she would have reached out to catch Feng Wuxie long ago.

"Don't go, you haven't told me the truth yet."

"It was you who hid it from me first, so why should I treat you sincerely?"

After Feng Wuxie finished speaking, she turned her head and left. The two guards opened the door of the cell and escorted Lin Wanwan out of the cell. Lin Wanwan yelled in panic, "What are you doing? What are you going to do?"

Now Lin Wanwan was really scared. She struggled and twisted her body, rolling around, trying not to let the jailer get close.

She seemed to have foreseen what she was about to face, and tears kept streaming down her face.

"No, I don't want to die..."

She managed to escape from death with great difficulty, and she has not yet avenged her family, and she has not told her about the real murderer, Feng Wuxie.

Lin Wanwan felt so unwilling to die just like that.

But the jailers didn't care about her at all. In their eyes, Lin Wanwan was not only a key criminal of the court, but also the main messenger who planned the disaster victims' riot.

Because of her, too many people's lives have been ruined, so Lin Wanwan must die.

Perhaps it was because Lin Wanwan cried too loudly, and one of the guards impatiently whipped her hard with a whip.

Lin Wanwan screamed and curled up her body, not daring to act anymore.

At this time, Feng Wuxie had already reached the door, turning a deaf ear to the cries behind him.

It's not that she is cruel, but that once something is done, she has to bear the consequences of what she did. Lin Wanwan is certainly pitiful, but how innocent are those disaster victims?
Who will pay for their lives?
What's more, Lin Wanwan still bears three blood debts.

Feng Wuxie stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at Lin Wanwan, and said calmly: "God has already given you a choice, and you chose not to, so who can you blame now? How can you blame a man who has given you warmth? Can you make up your mind to kill?"

Lin Wanwan who was crying froze for a moment, Li Chuang's simple and honest smiling face appeared in front of her eyes, and she suddenly calmed down.

Two lines of tears were shed.

When she looked up again, tears were streaming down her face.

"He is the Poison Saint with Thousand Faces, I just beg you not to let the murderer of my Lin family go."

Feng Wuxie, who had already walked out of the prison door, completely disappeared at the door after hearing these words.

On the door of the building, Feng Wuxie stood on the top floor with a thin figure, the cool wind blew her light green clothes and made a loud noise.

A prison van drove out of the gate of the city, Lin Wanwan curled up in the car, her hair was disheveled, and the word "prison" on her body was very glaring.

She quietly huddled in the car, and stopped shouting and screaming. Lin Wanwan had already resigned to her fate.

Only when she passed a high slope, did Lin Wanwan's slack gaze gradually become brighter.

On the slope, a new tomb stood there quietly.

Lin Wanwan looked at the tomb and slowly closed her eyes.

That was the grave of Li Chuang, her fiancé, the only person who had warmed to her in the last days of her life.

When Lin Wanwan opened her eyes again, a hint of Yinhong flowed from the corner of her mouth.

The carriage gradually moved away, Lin Wanwan's body fell down with a thud, alarming the escorting officials.

Then came the shout of the official: "The prisoner committed suicide."

Feng Wuxie, who was about to step down the tower, froze slightly when he heard the shout.

"People are born to be involuntary, many things have their two sides, like Lin Wanwan, although she is hateful, she is also very pitiful, life is so short, why should we stick to the rules of the world, is it not good to be ourselves?"

Feng Wuxie lowered his head, and saw a corner of Jun Yeli's clothes, the silver twig flowers on the black fabric were in full bloom.

Just like him, he will always release his demeanor in the dark.

Be proud of the world with a smile and be fearless.

Feng Wuxie twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, being himself, it was easy to say but difficult to do.

He has his position, and she has her responsibilities.

Who can guarantee that one day in the future, the two will not draw their swords against each other?

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Feng Wuxie withdrew his gaze from a distance, turned his head to meet Shang Jun Yeli's dark eyes, and smiled brightly.

Jun Yeli raised his eyebrows, the woman in front of him smiled brightly, but he caught the indifference in her eyes.

really do not understand?Or are you pretending to be confused?
After a while, he let out a faint breath, talking to this woman, she always has the ability to disturb his emotions.

"I'm going back to Beijing tomorrow. As a hero in this incident, the emperor will definitely reward you."

It's not that Feng Wuxie hasn't thought about rewards, but what kind of rewards Emperor Chu will give and how to reward them are what everyone is most looking forward to.

But no matter what it is, it is beneficial to Feng Wuxie in front of her.

"As soon as you come, you will be safe." Feng Wuxie said lightly, and then turned his head away. She knew what Jun Yeli meant.

If Emperor Chu wanted to keep Feng Wuxie in the palace, she would not be able to push her away. She would just trap her in the big dye vat and become a caged bird.

There was a flash of pain in Jun Yeli's eyes, sometimes he really wanted to cut Feng Wuxie's head open to see what this woman was thinking.

Obviously she can speak, as long as she says a word, she doesn't have to make her life so tiring.

For Feng Wuxie's stubbornness, Jun Yeli felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Knowing that she would not open her mouth to ask for her own protection, let alone stay by her side as she wished.

Jun Yeli smiled lightly, nodded and said, "Okay."

It's just that the coldness in his eyes flashed away. Although Feng Wuxie didn't speak, it didn't mean he wouldn't do it.

Of course he would guard her.

No one can touch her in the slightest.

The date of returning to Beijing had already been set, and it was clear that he could leave during the day, but Jun Yeli had to send someone to leave in the middle of the night.

Du Chun was lying in the carriage with a sleepy face, yawning, tears streaming down his face, and said to Bai Xiao: "Our life is really hard, not to mention being a coolie, but also being a target for others, careless in making friends. , making friends carelessly."

(End of this chapter)