God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

Qin Zhao brought Ning Meng out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and walked swiftly in a certain direction in the dark without stopping.

The two stopped in front of a courtyard.

There were secret guards guarding the courtyard. When Qin Zhao and Ningmeng appeared outside the door, someone inside immediately appeared and opened the courtyard door.

"Master." The dark guard bowed his head and stood aside.

"Where are they?" Qin Zhao asked.

"It's inside."

The dark guard replied, taking Ningmeng and Qin Zhao in.

The room was dark, and the dark guard didn't know where to get a lamp and light it up.

Under the dim light, Ningmeng saw the few people curled up in the corner.

There are three people in total.

All are elderly women.

They huddled together, seemingly terrified.

After Qin Zhao and the others came in, they couldn't help shivering even more.

Qin Zhao said, "Everyone is here, what do you plan to do?"

Qin Zhao grew up in a deep palace, and then went to fight in the army to kill the enemy for a few years. In front of Ningmeng, he deliberately suppressed his evil spirit, but in front of other people, he did not have that good patience.

In the eyes of the other women, Qin Zhao looked handsome, but the cold murderous air made them terrified.

And because Qin Zhao's men had already scared them and asked them questions, they already knew why they were arrested in the capital.

Originally, I was terrified along the way, worrying about my life.

But before seeing Ningmeng, what they said in their hearts was a little lucky.

However, as soon as Qin Zhao came in, he had to deal with them.

The three of them knelt on the ground and cried out: "My lord is forgiving, my lord is forgiving."

"Shut up!" Ningmeng furrowed her brows, her voice harsh.

The begging for mercy disappeared, and the three people kneeling on the ground closed their mouths, as if they were caught in their necks, and they didn't dare to say a word anymore.

"You killed the former prime minister's wife, who asked you to do it?" Ningmeng asked directly.

Because Qin Zhao's secret guards had already pressed questions like this before, so the three of them were extremely honest at the moment, and the content of their answers was the same: "It's the former Aunt Liu."

Liu Shu.

Ningmeng's expression was plain, not surprised by this answer, but she said: "The former Aunt Liu is now the prime minister's wife. Do you have any evidence that she instigated you to do this?"

The three of you look at me, I look at you, and finally shook their heads:

"My lord, the old slave doesn't..."

"There is no old slave..."

Ningmeng sneered: "If you don't have any evidence, you dare to correct people indiscriminately. How do I know if you are talking nonsense? Provoking the relationship between me and Madam Liu."

The three panicked, one of them boldly raised his head and looked at Ningmeng, his gaze fell on her and Wu Qiuxian's seven-point similar face, and then he said, "Miss? Is it the eldest?"

The other two also raised their heads and looked at Ningmeng.

Ningmeng looked indifferent and made no sound.

But the similar faces of her and Wu Qiuxian have proved her identity.

Seeing that Ningmeng did not answer, the person who spoke at the beginning said to himself: "Miss, I never thought that after so many years, I would be able to see you. The old slave feels ashamed. Madam was going to give birth back then. Aunt Liu threatened the old slave with his six-year-old grandson. That grandson was the only lifeblood of the old slave’s family, and the old slave had to follow. Aunt Liu either bought or threatened his wife one after another. People in the room. But Aunt Liu was cautious, and she didn't leave any evidence until the death of the wife."

Another old slave also spoke up: "Back then, every time Liu Yiniang asked an old slave to do something, she was told by Mother Zhang, and she did not leave us with the slightest identifiable evidence."

Their faces were pale with fright, and Ningmeng didn't doubt the authenticity of their words.

Ningmeng turned her head to look at Qin Zhao, "Can I put them here temporarily?"

"Yes, you can keep it for as long as you want." Qin Zhao responded without thinking. "If you want to take them away, you can directly ask An Liu and the others to come over and get people."

"Yeah." Ningmeng nodded.

The two left the small courtyard.

On the way back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was not as rushed as before.

Instead of riding in a carriage, the two of them wandered in the empty alley in the dark.

Ningmeng shook Qin Zhao's hand and couldn't help frowning.

If there is no evidence, even with the identification of these three people, it would be impossible for Liu Shu to admit that she had done this thing back then.

Maybe Liu Shu would beat her back, saying that these three people were bought by Ningmeng to wrong her.

Ning Meng sighed slightly.

Qin Zhao walked silently beside Ningmeng, until the two quietly climbed the wall and entered the prime minister's house, and returned to Ningmeng's room, Qin Zhao whispered: "Don't be sad. There is no evidence, we can create evidence."

Meow meow meow?

Ningmeng raised her head and looked at Qin Zhao curiously.

"You can ask the secret guards to go to Liu Shu or Mother Zhang to pick up something that can represent their identity, or take Liu Shu's usual calligraphy post. Someone in my hand can imitate the handwriting and can forge a copy of Liu Shu to threaten them. Old letter." Qin Zhao spoke slowly, then stared at Ningmeng's face, waiting for her response.

"Ah!" Ningmeng opened her mouth slightly surprised, and then exclaimed: "Su...Qin Zhao, you are amazing! Why did you think of this!"

Almost, the word "host" was about to blurt out.

Qin Zhao didn't care about Ningmeng's mistake just now, he only cared about Ningmeng's reaction.

In fact, his method is a little bit tricky.

This is also the reason why he has not spoken on the way back just now.

But he couldn't help it again, so he wanted to speak out, reveal the gloom in his heart a little bit, and see how she reacted.

While he wanted to maintain his image in front of her, he wanted to show his truest side at the same time.

Even he has already thought about it, if she feels that he is deep-hearted and resists him,

Even if she wanted to stay away, he had to hold her firmly in his hand.

but……

What did he hear.

Not only did she not disagree, but she also praised him.

A dazed look rarely appeared on Qin Zhao's face.

But soon, this expression disappeared from his face.

Qin Zhao grabbed Ningmeng's whole person in his arms and said, "If you feel good, you can ask An Liu to do it tomorrow."

Going to Liu Shu or Mother Zhang's room to get something is not a problem for the dark guards.

"Yeah." Ningmeng's eyes were shining brightly, and she nodded heavily.

The business is finished.

Qin Zhao looked down at Ningmeng's eyes, which became hotter and hotter.

Under Qin Zhao's gaze, Ningmeng seemed to feel something, lowered her head, and opened her hand to Qin Zhao.

A smile flashed across Qin Zhao's eyes, stretched out his hand to hug Ningmeng, walked a few steps to the bed, gently put the person up, and then covered himself.

He didn't know when, he began to stay overnight in her room, leaving quietly before dawn.

The two started chatting under the cotton quilt, and gradually developed another kind of intimacy of zero distance under his frivolity.

Although the two of them never made it to the last step, he touched her all over her body.

Seeing Ningmeng, who gritted her teeth under her body to prevent her from making a sound, Qin Zhao kissed the corner of her reddish eye affectionately, with a gentle voice: "Mengmeng, the date of marriage has been set, and there are still three months left."