"I... I don't know her!"
Lu Asan's face showed pain, and he roared fiercely, "You dog prince! You are a lecherous playboy, incompetent and incompetent, and everyone has the right to kill you! If you have the guts, kill me now!"
"Don't play tricks on me! I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of death. At most, I'll be a hero again in 18 years."
Lu Asan, who was dying just now, didn't know where he got the strength from. His eyes were red and fierce. He roared and struggled wildly. The iron chains that imprisoned his body tightened his flesh, scraping out bloody wounds.
"Want to irritate me?" Qin Ying smiled coldly, "I'll ask you one last time, do you really not know Xiao Lan'er?"
"No!" Lu Asan's eyes widened with anger.
"Since you don't know her." At this time, Feng Lidao behind Qin Ying suddenly said, "Your Highness, why don't you send Xiao Lan'er to the Jiaofangsi?"
Old Huang was stunned.
Qin Ying reacted immediately, played the good cop, and sneered: "Do as you say."
Hearing Qin Ying's words, Feng Lidao took off the hood he had been wearing on his head, revealing a sinister face, and laughed: "Your Highness, she will be sent to the Jiaofangsi anyway, can I let this villain first..."
As he said that, a wicked light flashed in Feng Lidao's eyes.
Qin Ying said very generously, "It's up to you."
"Feng Lidao!" Lu Asan suddenly went crazy.
He stared at Feng Lidao fiercely, his eyes like a bloodthirsty wolf, full of hatred.
Lu Asan was a wanderer in his early years, of course he knew Feng Lidao, the intelligence dealer, and the moment he saw Feng Lidao here, he knew that Xiao Lan'er's whereabouts must have been sold to Qin Ying by Feng Lidao.
This guy has no morals at all.
He can do anything. If Xiao Lan'er falls into his hands, wouldn't it be worse than death?
"You beast, you beast..." Lu Asan yelled, but the next moment, he was slapped hard by the jailer.
His mouth was crooked and blood was flowing.
"Since you can't get anything out of him, let's continue to torture him." Qin Ying pretended to be helpless, but gave an order in a domineering manner.
"It's a pity that Xiao Lan'er is going to be miserable."
"The Jiaofangsi is not a place for people to stay. Her life is over."
Qin Ying said as he walked out.
Feng Lidao had a wicked smile on his face.
"Ah!" At this time, Lu Asan suddenly shouted.
"No, don't touch her, I warn you not to touch her!"
Blood and tears flowed from the corners of Lu Asan's eyes, and he roared like crazy.
"She is only twelve years old. She is innocent. She knows nothing. Let her go. I beg you."
"Let her go... I beg you..."
Qin Ying stopped and turned around and said, "Don't you know her? How do you know she is twelve years old?"
After that, Qin Ying walked quickly to the rack, grabbed Lu Asan's hair, pulled it up, and shouted viciously:
"Innocent? Isn't my woman innocent? Aren't the eunuchs and palace maids killed by you innocent? I will avenge them!"
"You will not die, because I want you to see with your own eyes how your daughter has been harmed by you for a lifetime. Remember, all this is because of you!"
"Your daughter could have lived a carefree life, but it was because of you entering the palace to assassinate her, and because you refused to let go. Now, she will bear my wrath for you!"
Qin Ying roared, and the whole prison was silent.
Even Old Huang was shocked, his old face was shocked.
Qin Ying's fierce side really shocked everyone.
"I said..."
I don't know how long it took.
Lu Asan's throat trembled, and two words slowly floated out of his mouth.
In fact, when he saw the hairpin, his psychological defenses had already collapsed, but he was just being stubborn.
Qin Ying smiled.
He knew that for a qualified killer, physical torture would not have much effect, and they would not let go because of physical pain.
Qin Ying knew this very well, so he focused on scheming.
Feng Lidao played the villain, and he played the hero.
Finally, he stimulated him hard, and Qin Ying believed that no one could withstand such psychological pressure.
"Prepare paper." Qin Ying let go of his hand and sat on the chair next to him.
The jailer quickly took out the brush and white paper.
"Yes... yes..." Lu Asan hesitated, his face full of pain and embarrassment.
Qin Ying said indifferently, "You only have one chance, I advise you to seize it."
Thinking that if he didn't say it, Xiao Lan'er would be sent to the Jiaofangsi, Lu Asan finally gritted his teeth and said, "It's the eldest prince..."
However, the next moment, something strange happened.
Lu Asan had just said a few words when his body suddenly trembled violently, and then his pupils quickly contracted and expanded, and a large mouthful of black blood surged up from his throat.
Puff...
A large amount of black blood spurted out to the sky.
Qin Ying was startled.
Lao Huang hurriedly stood in front of him.
"Your Highness, Lu Asan was poisoned."
Lao Huang only took a look at the black blood and knew the reason.
"What?"
Qin Ying was shocked, and quickly stepped forward to grab Lu Asan, asking sternly, "Tell me quickly, did the eldest prince Qin Dang instruct you?"
"And... the eighth... the eighth prince..."
The light in Lu Asan's eyes quickly extinguished, and the blue veins on his face bulged, like a centipede.
"Wang... Wang family... Wang Mingsong..."
After the last word was uttered, Lu Asan died completely.
Qin Ying was angry and kicked the jailer over, roaring:
"Didn't I ask you to take good care of him? Why was he poisoned!"
The jailer was kicked over, and then he used his hands and feet to crawl in front of Qin Ying, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and shouted in fear,
"I don't know, I don't know."
Qin Ying kicked him again.
"You don't know? What's the use of you?"
He was almost angry to death.
Lu Asan was about to confess the mastermind behind the scenes, but he was poisoned to death right under his nose.
Now that the person is dead, there is no evidence. Even if Qin Ying took the confession to the emperor, he couldn't deal with these people.
With only a piece of paper and no strong witnesses, it is impossible to touch the eldest prince, the eighth prince and the Wang family.
Success is imminent, but it fails at one step.
This made Qin Ying want to chop off all the jailers' heads.
"Besides you, who else has contacted Lu Asan today?"
After calming down a little, Qin Ying immediately questioned.
"Yes, yes, yes..."
The jailer was horrified and almost cried, and hurriedly said, "I went out to pee half an hour ago, and my cousin took care of Lu Asan during this time."
Qin Ying said angrily: "Go find him."
"Yes." The jailer rushed out of the cell door like a fugitive, but after just a few minutes, he ran back and knelt down with a pale face, "He... He committed suicide."
What!
Qin Ying's anger surged, and he kicked the stool over heavily.
Committed suicide? Suicide out of fear of punishment?
The mastermind behind the scenes is really good at trickery.
No leaks, no chance left.
"Your Highness, please spare me. Please spare me. I didn't know that my cousin was a traitor... No, I don't know him very well. He is a distant relative, and I don't know him well."
"Please spare me, Your Highness. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. Please forgive me..."
The jailer really cried this time. He kowtowed like crazy, and didn't dare to stop even when his forehead burst and bled.
If he had done this well, he would have been appreciated by the Ninth Prince. Who knew that such a mistake would happen, and he would be killed this time...
"Fine one year's salary!" Qin Ying kicked him out and shouted angrily, "Get out!"
"Thank you... Thank you for your mercy."
The jailer kowtowed again and rolled out in a hurry.
"Fuck!"
Qin Ying looked ugly, cursed fiercely, and punched the wall.
"Qin Dang, Qin Zhou, I knew it must be them... But the Wang family is also involved?"
After venting, Qin Ying calmed down a lot.
Originally thought that the Wang family was only involved in Cai Jingzhong's unjust case, but I didn't expect that they would dare to participate in the assassination of the prince?
Wang Mingsong, the head of the Wang family, is an aristocratic family. His status is even higher in the court as a first-class official, and he is ranked as a tutor.
He eats the emperor's food and enjoys privileges. He is second to none and dares to assassinate the prince without repaying the emperor's grace. He is simply lawless.
"Your Highness, what should we do now?" Old Huang waited until he calmed down before coming over to ask in a low voice.
Qin Ying snorted coldly, "If you can't do it openly, then do it secretly. You are playing dirty, right? Let's see who will trick whom."
After speaking, Qin Ying strode out of the prison.
On the way, Qin Ying suddenly turned back to look at Feng Lidao and asked:
"I heard from Lao Huang that you know a lot of strange skills. Can you disguise yourself?"
Feng Lidao replied, "Of course I can, but I can only disguise myself as someone of similar height and body shape, and... at most only 80% similar."
"That's it." Qin Ying suddenly thought of an idea and called Feng Lidao to come closer. He leaned close to his ear and said, "You will do this... that... later... Do you understand?"
Feng Lidao nodded with a smile and turned around and ran back to Tianlao.
Qin Ying and Lao Huang continued to walk back to Wutong Garden.
When they arrived at Wutong Garden, Qin Ying's anger had almost subsided.
As soon as he entered the gate, the eunuch immediately stepped forward to greet him. Qin Ying ordered, "Go to the Taifu Mansion and ask Lord Wang Mingsong to come to Wutong Garden. Tell him that this prince has just got some good tea and wants to invite him to drink a cup."
"Yes."
The little eunuch saw that the Ninth Prince's face was not very good, and he did not dare to hesitate too much. He hurriedly took a few guards and left the palace in a hurry.
It was approaching dusk.
Wang Mingsong has arrived.
He came to Wutong Garden and saw that Qin Ying had already brewed tea. Old Huang stood behind him, like a door god, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.
"Ninth Prince."
Wang Mingsong said with a bow.
Qin Ying looked up at him. This lord of the family, the Taifu of the court and the country, did not look amazing. He looked like a tall and thin old man with white hair and beard, but the clothes he wore were extremely gorgeous.
"Taifu Wang, please sit down." Qin Ying pointed to the futon opposite the tea table.
Wang Mingsong frowned, his face suspicious... The Ninth Prince didn't have a close relationship with him, at most they had only met a few times, why did he suddenly invite him to drink tea?
But thinking about it, Wang Mingsong still walked to the futon and sat cross-legged.
"You suddenly called the Grand Tutor into the palace, you won't blame me for being rude, right?"
Qin Ying smiled gently and handed over a cup of tea.
"No, no, Your Highness invited me, how can I not go?"
Wang Mingsong took the tea with a smile and put it to his mouth to taste it carefully.
"Good tea."
Qin Ying smiled, "It's good tea, especially after this prince escaped from death, this tea tastes even better."
When he heard this, Wang Mingsong's hand trembled slightly, but he didn't spill a drop of tea in the cup.
He understood instantly.
A trace of fierceness flashed in the depths of his eyes. Drinking tea was fake. It seems that this Ninth Prince must have found some clues.
"Have you found the mastermind behind the scenes, Ninth Prince? If you need my help, just speak up."
Wang Mingsong remained calm and took the initiative to speak.
Hearing this, Qin Ying suddenly looked bitter and said in embarrassment:
"Master, I really need your help in this matter."
Wang Mingsong bowed and said: "Your Highness, please speak up."
Qin Ying said: "The assassin imprisoned in the sky prison confessed, but the mastermind behind the scenes he confessed gave this prince a headache."
Wang Mingsong hurriedly said: "What's the headache? Could that person have three heads and six arms? Your Highness, tell me, I will definitely make the decision for you!"
The voice was impassioned and righteous.
Qin Ying was overjoyed after hearing this, but he seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Wang Mingsong frowned and said loudly, "Your Highness, please speak!"
"Grandmaster, do you really want me to tell you?"
"You can speak at will. Assassinating the prince of the current dynasty is a heinous crime punishable by the death of nine generations of the family. I want to see which bastard dares to do this."
"The mastermind behind the scenes is your own son, Wang Shifan."
"So it's my own son. I will kill him..."
Wang Mingsong spoke too quickly to react, but the next second, his face changed drastically, he stood up suddenly, and his voice became much louder, "Who? Who do you think is the mastermind behind the scenes?"