The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

There were people behind Lu Heng, Wang Yanqing and the other party froze when they heard Lu Heng's words. The people from the government office quickly lowered their heads, Wang Yanqing quickly glanced behind him, and quietly winked at Lu Heng: Second brother, there are still people.

What are you afraid of? Lu Heng walked into the room, motioned the attendant to put the plate down, and then pulled Wang Yanqing to sit down, Baoding won't be able to find moccasin boots for a while, so I can only find a pair of rabbit fur. Try it out. Does it fit?

Lu Heng leaned against the couch and put one hand on Wang Yanqing's shoulder, his posture was natural and casual. Wang Yanqing thought that the two of them grew up together. I guess they had done a lot of this kind of thing before, and it shouldn't be a big deal to change shoes in person. Wang Yanqing was no longer shy, picked up a rabbit leather boot, pushed it in and tried it on, and found that it just fit.

Standing beside Lu Heng, he saw Wang Yanqing take off his soft shoes, revealing the slender feet that a woman can only show her husband. Even through Luo socks, you can see that her feet are slender and exquisite, and like hers, they are slender and long. When she put on the shoes, she exerted force on her feet and stretched out a very beautiful calf line. It can be seen from her calf that her whole leg must be thin, long and straight.

Lu Heng's eyes are very useful, and even his mood seems to have improved. Sure enough, when he went to court, he always felt that he was getting old very fast, because he often looked at those ugly faces. He Qingqing came out for two days, and his mentality became much younger.

Wang Yanqing put on two boots. The outside of the boots was light gray rabbit skin, which reached the center of her calf. The inside was soft rabbit velvet, and the edge was decorated with fluffy white rabbit fur. Wang Yanqing got dressed, stood up and turned for half a circle, asking, Second brother, how is it?

Lu Heng nodded with a smile: It's beautiful.

Wang Yanqing took two steps and felt that it was not bad. Lu Heng brought her a cape, Wang Yanqing obediently stretched out his arms and put on the cape. Lu Heng lowered his head to buckle her neckline. Wang Yanqing stared at Lu Heng's face, and suddenly let out a snort and asked, Second brother, have I gotten taller?

She felt that when she looked at Lu Heng before, it was not from this angle. Lu Heng raised his eyes and glanced at her with a smile. He pulled the fabric around the buttons and stood up slowly: What about now?

Oh. Wang Yanqing replied silently, It doesn't seem to be much taller.

The soles of these boots were specially thickened, and Wang Yanqing was a little taller after wearing them, but it was still much worse than Lu Heng's height. Wang Yanqing put on furry clothes, even though she was naturally slender, she was a little rounder after being wrapped like this. Wang Yanqing pinched the clothes around her waist and complained in a low voice, You look fat like this.

Lu Heng brought the heater, put it in her hand, and glanced at her casually: What fat is fat, is it more important to look good or to be warm?

Lu Heng was fierce, and Wang Yanqing didn't dare to speak. Lu Heng asked her to hold the heater and walk out of the house together.

As soon as he went out, the cold wind was blowing in his face, and Wang Yanqing was staggered by the wind. Lu Heng stood in front in time, blocked the howling night wind, and pulled her forward. Wang Yanqing felt the warm heat in his body, and found that the second brother was right, being warm is more important than looking good.

With Lu Heng taking the lead, there was no questioning at all along the way. On the way, Lu Heng probably told Wang Yanqing about Liang Bin's identity information. Wang Yanqing wrote it down one by one and asked, Second brother, do I need to pay attention?

You don't need to pay attention to anything. You are different from ordinary people. Jin Yiwei's torture techniques are useless to you. You can interrogate according to your own intuition. Liang Bin knows the bottom line. No matter how bad it is, it will not be worse than it is now. I will accompany you in, and you can do it without worrying about screwing up the case.

Wang Yanqing nodded, and when she heard that Lu Heng was there, she felt somewhat calm. The people in the cell saw that Lu Heng brought a woman over with a surprised and suspicious face. Lu Heng glanced at them quietly, and said in a calm tone, Open the door.

The jailer saluted and quickly opened the door. After entering the dungeon, the temperature became obviously cold, and the air was filled with a smell of cháo that has not seen the sun all the year round. I don't know if it was blood or water. Without thinking about the source of the smell, Wang Yanqing followed Lu Heng step by step and walked to the cell where Liang Bin was being held.

Baoding Mansion is different from the capital. There are not many people in the prison. Liang Bin's family is also Jin Yiwei and is suspected of murder. He is the most important prisoner in Baoding Mansion at this moment. There were many people in front of his cell, and because Commander Lu didn't stay there, these people didn't dare to act rashly. When they heard the jailer's report that Mr. Lu was coming, everyone rushed to greet him and saluted each other: Commander Lu, the instruments of torture are ready, which one do you want to use next?

Wang Yanqing followed behind Lu Heng, and her teeth throbbed when she heard this. She had known for a long time that Jinyiwei was rampant, with no king's law, and was best at torture and confession, but the impact of hearing and seeing it was completely different.

Lu Heng looked quite used to it. He said just now that Jin Yiwei's torture techniques were not suitable for Wang Yanqing. Jin Yiwei's interrogation skills can be summed up in one word-hitting, this does solve nine-tenths of the trouble, but there are also a small number of cases where fighting can't work.

Wang Yanqing, is the remaining one tenth.

Lu Heng didn't speak, but turned around and looked at Wang Yanqing quietly. His eyes were calm and deep, full of silent trust, and Wang Yanqing was encouraged and said, You can't fight.