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Chapter 252 The Temptation of the Wife Lord (15)

Chapter 252 The Temptation of the Wife Lord (15)

"Boss Feng, I think this letter is fraudulent." Although Zhan Xiu got the letter back, such an important thing should be destroyed after reading it, so why is it still kept until now?
Although he took a lot of trouble to get this thing.

After Feng Liyou checked, this letter was indeed written by Zhuyi.

If you get this thing, if you want to sue, you can only sue.

Because it is likely to involve the eldest princess, the local government is naturally very taboo, and they can only stand on Zhuyi's side.

"Zhanxiu, no matter whether there is fraud or not, I only have this chance."

At least, this thing can prove that the letter is Zhuyi's own handwriting.

Moreover, the money of the Feng and Yun families can still be moved, which shows that the empress does not know about it yet.

Of course, she understood that this group of people would not make her face so easy.

"Have you caught Zhuyi yet?"

Among the things she told Yunxiu earlier was to arrest Zhuyi.

Only by catching this woman can she bear the worst consequences.

The imperial power is not so easy to regret, she is not sure whether the queen will think about the mother-child relationship, maybe the queen also wants to take the opportunity to get rid of the uncertain factor of Yun Qinggu?

Zhan Xiu shook his head, "Except for the Grand Princess's Mansion, we have searched all over the capital and found no one."

Feng Liyou knew that there was an assassin group behind Zhan Xiu.

Yun Qinggu once saved his life, but he didn't ask him to return the favor, instead, he has been cooperating with this killer group.

This killer group is the largest killer organization in Yunbian Country. The Queen has organized people to wipe it out many times, but it has revived again, which caused the Queen a lot of headaches.

Feng Liyou's eyes focused on a burning candle wax. After a moment, she took out a few things from under the pillow and told Zhan Xiu many things.

Zhan Xiu hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.

The next day, as soon as the sun emerged from the clouds, Feng Liyou arrived at Dali Temple.

In front of the door, the yawning yamen servant pointed to the mile-long nail-board road behind him, and said leisurely, "Do you want to sue the imperial court? First go through this mile of nail-board, and then go to beat the Dengwen drum!"

At the end of Dingban Road, there is a red drum with a height of one person.

The imperial certificate is not so easy to sue, and the holy face is not so easy to see.

This section of nail board, the inch-long spikes, are enough to maim a pair of legs.

"Xiao Nan, can you block my senses?"

Feng Liyou stretched out her feet and tried it out. Although she was wearing a pair of unique leather shoes today, walking such a long distance would cost her half her life.

Host, you seem to have forgotten that we had conflicts.

Xiao Nan didn't say anything, Feng Li sighed and had no choice but to give up.

But I don't want to, I don't feel anything when stepping on the nail board.

Alas, it seems that Xiaonan is still soft-hearted.

Feng Liyou was ecstatic, with blood splattering under her feet, but she ran wildly all the way.

If Xiaonan knew that she thought so, she would definitely argue that it wasn't soft-hearted, it was thinking that she was going to save the master, and the speed could be faster, otherwise it would be so painful that it would faint in the nailboard and everything would be over.

Feng Liyou's speed made the yamen servant, who had not yet woken up, rub his eyes vigorously.

My God, this man is really amazing, with blood splattered on his feet, he can run so fast!

He turned around and ran into Dali Temple to report the matter to the adults.

In less than half a stick of incense, Feng Liyou had already sounded the Dengwen drum.

The people who heard the news surrounded the temple.

Dali Temple Minister adjusted the black veil on his head and announced the opening of the hall.

Feng Liyou had just finished playing the drums when a sharp pain spread like a tide, almost making her faint.

I hurriedly took out the hemostatic and analgesic pills I had prepared early in the morning, but the result was only a little bit better.

Well, Xiao Nan can make her run across the nail board road painlessly, and Feng Liyou seriously warns himself not to be greedy.

"Who is in the hall? What grievances?!"

Dali Siqing patted the gavel.

(End of this chapter)

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