Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 373 It's Fourteenth Uncle!
"Aren't you going to eat? It's already this time, and you're quite picky."

"You... well, forget it."

Jiang Shaoting didn't bother to explain these boring things to Ling Xian'er anymore. With a wave of his long sleeves, he drove away the cockroaches hidden in the straw mat, and sat beside Ling Xian'er with a face full of disgust.

"Fox, do you think I'm a little too unlucky? Catching a monster can drag you into a murder case. If the old man knew, he would laugh until his jaw dislocated."

"How can you be so sure that you were involved, not someone did it on purpose."

Jiang Shaoting's words were like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing waves.

Ling Xian'er stared at him blankly and lost her voice for a moment.

She subconsciously recalled the situation when she received the demon yesterday.

Obviously not from the capital, but she caught her attention on the first day in the capital.

Obviously that attack could be avoided perfectly, but he took the initiative to meet her attack with his body.

He is clearly a human being turned into a demon, but he is still cowardly and even confident. It is obvious that there is someone behind him.

And the person who supports him must not be someone who waits for nothing...

"But, but I haven't messed with any big shots, besides you, it's that big snake..."

"How did that big snake die? If it wasn't for someone stronger than him behind him, would he be killed with one blow?"

Jiang Shaoting's eyes dimmed.

If his strength can be restored, it is naturally not a problem to do this, but the key is his current ability limitation.

Calculated in this way, that person's strength must be on par with him, or maybe even stronger than him.

But there is one thing, he can already be sure, that person doesn't want Hua Yi to return to his consciousness now.

Ling Xian'er didn't know the deeper meaning, but just the superficial ones were enough to surprise her.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the cell, and Jiang Shaoting disappeared. Ling Xian'er was the only one left in the dark and narrow cell.

Soon, the owner of the footsteps appeared outside the cell door.

Seeing that person, Ling Xian'er was slightly surprised.

"Master Qian, why is he running here again? Is it possible that he is still worried that I will run away?"

Ling Xian'er was joking with a half-smile, after all, Jing Zhaoyin was sweating profusely in this kind of weather, obviously he kept rushing all the way here.

"Princess forgive me, I'm here to ask the concubine to move to the side room."

With that respectful attitude and tone, Ling Xian'er couldn't help but wonder if Jing Zhaoyin had been impaled by someone's soul.

"Wing room? Why?"

Ling Xian'er stared suspiciously at Jing Zhaoyin and the group of arresters following him.

"You don't intend to beat me up and force me to sign a treaty that humiliates the country?"

Jing Zhaoyin waved his hands hastily: "No, no, no! Even if you give the subordinate ten courage, the subordinate will never dare to torture the princess!"

"That's fine, why do you want to change rooms for me? It's still a wing room. Could it be that my father came to redeem me?"

Jing Zhaoyin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said: "It was His Royal Highness Chen Wang who came to Jing Zhaoyin's mansion in person to guarantee that the princess would not kill anyone, and also went to Yizhuang to check the corpse and find the real murderer."

"It's Uncle Fourteen! Then you should tell me earlier."

Hearing Qin Youchen's name, Ling Xian'er immediately let go of her hanging heart, stood up from the straw mat, and patted the grass clippings on her body.

　Update for this month (October):
　　2 chapters from Monday to Friday, 4 chapters on Saturday and Sunday, only this month, next month's recovery day will be 4000~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)