I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

"Your Highness means that my third uncle was killed by Fang Yuan!"

Not long after, Qin Li and Song Qian left the Song family ancestral hall together.

Song Qian looked at the pile of coal ash on the open ground outside and said.

"Your Highness, I found this while cleaning!"

Sui Ge carefully held a tiny silver needle in both hands and said.

The black aura was most concentrated on the silver needle, lingering for a long time.

Even after so much time has passed, the black aura shows no signs of dissipating.

If Sui Ge hadn't constantly protected his hands with his true energy, forming a barrier, it wouldn't have been possible.

It's likely that it has already been invaded by the black energy and may have been poisoned.

Looking at the silver needles, Qin Li reached out to pick them up and examine them closely.

"Your Highness, be careful! It's highly poisonous!"

Sui Ge stepped back, preventing Qin Li from taking the silver needles.

The toxicity is secondary; the main problem is the black aura emanating from it.

Just now, when Qin Li and Song Qian were talking in the ancestral hall...

Sui Ge tried to use his own internal energy to dispel the black energy on the silver needle, but failed.

This is enough to prove the power and strength of this black energy.

"It's alright, this prince is not weak as a chicken."

After saying that, Qin Li flipped his right palm, and instantly, an extremely cold, eerie green flame covered Qin Li's palm.

This is the Netherworld Mystic Fire!

At first, Qin Li could only generate a small amount of Netherworld Profound Fire.

The flame was pitifully small, probably only enough to light a cigarette.

However, after this period of training, the flames were now able to completely cover Qin Li's palm.

As soon as the Netherworld Flame appeared, the black aura on the silver needle flickered, and it was as if a mouse had seen a cat, no longer daring to be presumptuous.

Moreover, as Qin Li's palm approached, the black energy on the silver needles became docile at a visible speed, curling up into a ball to show its submission.

"Your Highness, what's going on?"

Sui Ge opened his eyes wide, filled with curiosity.

Although that's what he said, Sui Ge knew what was really going on.

Everything in the universe has its counterpart, and the degree of submission can be seen in the obedience of the black energy. The black energy and the eerie green flames on Qin Li's palm are not mutually exclusive, but rather of the same kind.

Moreover, the ghostly green flame holds an even higher status!

This also means that the dark green flames Qin Li possesses are even more sinister, and that Qin Li cultivates demonic techniques.

He dared not reveal that the crown prince of a nation was practicing demonic arts, so he could only pretend not to know.

Qin Li didn't speak, but simply picked up the silver needles. The Netherworld Profound Fire in his palm effortlessly devoured all the black energy.

During the process of devouring, the power of the Netherworld Profound Fire was not consumed. On the contrary, the flame became stronger after devouring, as if it had eaten its fill.

After the black energy was swallowed, the silver needle revealed its original appearance. It was just an ordinary silver needle, but made of a different material. It was more resilient than ordinary silver needles and not easily broken.

Have you seen it before?

Qin Li turned around and showed the silver needles to Song Qian.

The only suspicion now is that Fang Yuan secretly returned to the capital. Not only did he save Xiu'er in the alley yesterday, but he also shot and killed Song Chengce in the ancestral hall today.

However, there is no concrete evidence yet. Everything depends on Zhou Biao catching the person. Until then, this silver needle is the only physical evidence.

The black energy had been completely devoured by the Netherworld Profound Fire, and the silver needle was now just an ordinary silver needle. So even if Song Qian, who did not practice martial arts, took it, nothing would happen to her.

Taking the silver needles, Song Qian examined them in front of her eyes and gently shook her head.

"It's normal that you haven't seen him before. It means that Fang Yuan is usually very careful and hasn't revealed too much to you."

After saying that, Qin Li handed the silver needles to a guard behind him.

The guard stretched out his hands, carefully holding the object, when he heard Qin Li give the order:

"Go back to the manor immediately and show this silver needle to Chun Tao and Xia Liu. They will definitely recognize it."

Unlike Song Qian, Chun Tao and Xia Liu knew many of Fang Yuan's secrets.

They could tell at a glance whether Fang Yuan possessed the silver needle or not.

"yes!"

The guard took the silver needle, clasped his hands in acceptance of the order, and hurried off to carry it out.

Not long after the guards left, everyone was waiting for news from Zhou Biao, hoping that he could capture Fang Yuan.

"Your Highness, is it inappropriate to send Brother Zhou Biao to arrest people? I am willing to lend Brother Zhou Biao a hand, and I hope Your Highness will grant my request!"

Since he had nothing better to do, Sui Ge volunteered to go and capture Fang Yuan.

Zhou Biao's cultivation level was not high, only at the sixth rank.

During this time, Sui Ge also gained a general understanding of Fang Yuan's situation.

Fang Yuan's cultivation level on the surface is not high, but he has many hidden cards.

Now he has gone mad and fallen into the demonic path, and his strength has increased even more.

Don't let Zhou Biao get away with not only failing to catch him, but also getting yourself implicated.

Of course, Sui Ge also had the desire to make a name for himself.

After all, he had just joined the First Prince's residence and urgently needed to make some contributions so that everyone would accept and acknowledge his existence.

Since Sui Ge had volunteered, Qin Li had no reason to refuse, so he waved his hand and told him to cooperate in making the arrest.

After Sui Ge left, Song Qian couldn't help but ask, "Is it possible to catch him?"

Qin Li's lips curled up, and he said, "What's wrong? Are you worried about your husband's safety? Want to tip him off?"

husband?

Whistleblowing?

Hearing these words.

Song Qian was furious and really wanted to reach out and pinch Qin Li hard.

Qin Li did it on purpose; that guy is absolutely wicked!

Just as he was about to explode in anger, a servant from the Song family rushed over and said:

"Miss, the Second Master is making a huge fuss about seeing you!"

"Song Chengmo? He's awake?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qian frowned slightly, waved her sleeve, and said with displeasure, "He says he can see me whenever he wants? On what grounds!"

"Now that he has been given poisoned wine, he is already a dead man."

"Hurry, whatever you must do, make him drink the poisoned wine."

"After people die, there's no need to bury them in my Song family's ancestral graveyard; just leave them in the mass grave outside the city!"

Song Qian harbored a deep-seated hatred for the second and third sons.

The fact that they joined forces to rebel against her was secondary; the important thing was that she had discovered over the years that the old man's current state was inextricably linked to the two of them.

Therefore, Song Qian must kill the two of them no matter what!

"It's not Miss," the servant said again. "The Second Master said he has news of the First Master."

Upon hearing this, Song Qian made a hasty departure and headed straight for the courtyard where Song Chengmo was being temporarily dealt with.

Watching Song Qian's hurried departure, Qin Li pondered for a moment before quickly following her.

He sent people to investigate Song Qian, who had a father who traveled around and hadn't been home for years.

Song Qian's feelings towards this father were extremely complex; she both loved and hated him.

Song Qian had three wishes in her life.

I. Lead the Song family to glory!

Second, become the future prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

Third, find this father!

When Qin Li arrived, Song Qian, disregarding her image, was grabbing Song Chengmo's collar with both hands, demanding to know the whereabouts of her father.

Song Chengmo knelt on the ground, not daring to resist at all, but he did not reveal the whereabouts of the eldest son of the Song family.

Because the whereabouts of the eldest son of the Song family are his lifeline!

If he doesn't tell, Song Qian will never dare to kill him!

He said it, and he'll die today.

"Tell me quickly, where exactly is Song Chengshu? Which Taoist temple is he in that he became a monk at?"

"If you don't speak up, Second Uncle, don't blame your niece for being ruthless."

Song Qian's beautiful eyes hardened, and she grabbed Song Chengmo's collar tightly.

Song Qian's father's name is Song Chengshu. All that is known is that he is currently a monk at a Taoist temple in the south, but it is unclear which temple it is.

Over the years, Song Qian has sent many people to investigate, but there has been no definite news.

I only found out that Song Chengshu had become a Taoist priest after he made a name for himself in the south.

Song Chengmo smiled smugly, "If I don't tell, I might still live. But if I do, I'll die right away."

"My dear niece, I admit, your second uncle isn't as smart as your third uncle, much less as smart as you, but your second uncle doesn't want to die!"

"Your second uncle has only one condition: from now on, your second uncle will still be the second master of the Song family. As long as you provide me with good food and drink, I will reveal some information about your father to you every now and then, and I guarantee that you will be able to find your father soon."

"You're threatening me!"

Song Qian loosened Song Chengmo's collar and threw him to the ground.

With a clang, he drew the knife from the waist of the guard behind him.

Song Chengmo was so frightened that he kept backing away, but he still couldn't escape the fate of having a knife to his neck.

Song Qian narrowed her beautiful eyes and said in a low voice, "Second Uncle, you and Third Uncle have committed such heinous crimes. It is already a mercy of me to let you drink the poisoned wine yourself. Do you want to become a pile of coal ash that can't even be pieced together, just like Third Uncle?"

Upon hearing this, fear flashed in Song Chengmo's eyes. The third brother died too tragically, and he didn't want to end up like him.

But he still forced himself to say, "Niece, don't try to scare your second uncle. Although he's not very bright, he's sticking to one principle, and he'll stick to it no matter what!"

"Of all the people in the Song family, only I have news of your father!"

"You won't dare kill me as long as I don't tell!"

After saying that, Song Chengmo burst into wild laughter.

No matter how capable or intelligent Song Qian is, so what? So what if she manipulates him and the third prince completely? So what if she curries favor with the eldest prince?

Right now, he still has a weakness in his hands.

As long as he holds onto this weakness, he will still be the second master of the Song family, living a life of luxury every day.

Thinking of this, Song Chengmo's laughter grew louder and louder, and his head tilted back higher and higher.