The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't it right?"

"It's normal to be surprised when I heard that an acquaintance died." Wang Yanqing snorted softly and said, "But the people who reported the letter next door ran out, and he still looked surprised. It took too long. The real surprise is often Appearing in an instant, it comes and disappears quickly. Surprise beyond two blinks of an eye is mostly a performance component. Later, when we went to Ji's house for the second time, Ji Huan kept implying that Han Wenyan fell into the water and died because of physical discomfort. Yes, I think he's even more suspicious."

Wang Yanqing snorted softly and tenderly, and her tone was full of pride, "I want to lie to me with such poor acting skills." Lu Heng couldn't help laughing, and the anger just now dissipated: "Qingqing has good eyesight, it's really hard to lie to you."

Wang Yanqing was a little embarrassed by what Lu Heng said, and pretended to calmly change the subject: "Brother, why did Ji Huan kill?"

"Qingqing." Lu Heng looked down at Wang Yanqing, and pointedly said, "Just the fact that his wife is empathetic is enough to make a man murderous."

Wang Yanqing felt that Lu Heng's words seemed to have other meanings, but he couldn't figure out why, so he could only put it aside for the time being: "Then how did he know that Han Wenyan was in a coma and found a private meeting place?"

In front of the Han family, Lu Heng raised his eyes and glanced forward lightly: "We'll know right away."

Chapter 93 Killing Friends

The door of Ji's house was closed as usual, but Lu Heng pushed it open without any hindrance.

In the room, Ji Huan was still wearing middle clothes, and Jin Yiwei had blocked his mouth and knelt on the ground.

When Ji Huan saw Lu Heng and Wang Yanqing walking in, he opened his eyes wide. He was incredulous at first, but then he was not surprised when he thought about it.

After dark today, he rested as usual, but a lot of things happened during the day, and Ji Huan didn't sleep soundly. He stumbled into a nightmare and woke up suddenly to find that there was nothing around him. He was taken aback, lifted the quilt and stood up, looking for Chang Tinglan's trace in the house. Before he could figure out where Chang Tinglan had gone, a hand suddenly stretched out behind him, covering his mouth and knocking him down.

It was only then that Ji Huan discovered that the doors and windows had been pried open, and a group of people had sneaked into his house at some point and waited for an opportunity to attack him. Ji Huan kept wondering who this group of people was, and who wanted to put him to death? Could it be that the book got into trouble some time ago?

It wasn't until he saw a man and a woman entering the door that Ji Huan suddenly realized that it was them. During the day, he felt that these two were not like tenants. With their appearance and temperament, why would they need to rent a house? And they kept asking about the cause of Han Wenyan's death, which was too enthusiastic.

It was much warmer in the room, and Lu Heng placed Wang Yanqing to sit in it, and then he walked to the main seat, with the golden sword of the horse sitting on top.

Jin Yiwei took the cloth ball from Ji Huan's mouth and controlled him to kneel at Lu Heng's feet. Lu Heng flicked the dust on his sleeves and said lazily, "Tell me, what happened to you and Han Wenyan."

After passing the exam, he was not required to kneel. Ji Huan was neither humble nor arrogant even when he saw Marquis Wu Ding. He lowered his eyes and did not speak. Lu Heng sighed and said, "Your wife has been taken to the prison. I thought you would know more about current affairs than her."

Ji Huan clenched his fingers when he heard the word "Zhao Prison", obviously he also knew what Zhao Prison represented. The muscles on the side of his face tensed unknowingly, and he said, "I know Marquis of Wuding, and I can talk to Marquis."

Lu Heng looked at Ji Huan and smiled softly: "Do you think I'd be afraid of Guo Xun?"

Jin Yiwei's purpose is to monitor the ministers and investigate the dirty work of the nobles. Are you still afraid of offending people? What's more, Ji Huan is only a little scholar, so whether Guo Xun is willing to stand up for Ji Huan or not is a matter of choice.

Ji Huan moved out of the Marquis of Wuding in order to intimidate this group of lawless eagle claws. Seeing that Ji Huan was still not cooperating, Lu Heng said without any disturbance, "Pull off his two nails, otherwise, he really thinks that Jin Yiwei is a place to do good deeds."

The people on both sides were not moved when they heard these words, and someone came up directly with pliers. When Ji Huan saw the black and red rust on the pliers, he was so frightened that he lost his mind and hurriedly said, "Sir, spare your life, I said."

Ji Huan didn't know how the death of Han Wenyan would alarm Jin Yiwei, so he could only wait 1510: "I accidentally found out that my wife and Han Wenyan had an affair. Instead, he reprimanded her and warned her to keep her own in the future. Unexpectedly, she was still feisty and stubborn, and even hooked up with Han Wenyan again. I noticed something was wrong, and after going out these days, I deliberately went around in a circle, guarding Observing at the entrance of the alley. Today, I saw Han Wenyan go out, followed by the Chang family, and the two went to a private meeting in a very secluded grove. Hearing that Han Wenyan asked Chang to kill me and fly with him. I was shocked. I gave Han Wenyan my heart and lungs, introduced him to his livelihood, and found him a house. He treated me like this. Later, Chang treated me like this. Pushing Han Wenyan down, I saw him in a coma, and thought that if I retaliate with virtue, this villain will kill me. To protect myself, I can only push him into the water."

Lu Heng looked at Ji Huan with a half-smile but a smile on his lips, but the look in his eyes was terrifying. Scholarly people will say that even killing people can be seen as a last resort and repaying grievances with virtue.