There was a sound of "click", and then the guards' tragic death could be heard.

He Jingheng let go of the rope, and the guard's rope was hanging in a very strange posture, and it was obviously broken.

Shang Ruoyi's lips curled up, not broken, but shattered.

He Jingheng only exerted a little force, and the guard's hip and wrist bones were broken, and even physical magic could not restore them.

"He Jingheng! How dare you resist!"

"He Qing, are you deaf? Even if I am stripped of my title, I am still a member of the royal family. Not to mention your name, even if it is He Lingsheng, I can still recognize him." He Jingheng wiped his lips and glanced at him: "If you don't bring anyone's will, I advise you to go back and beg for it quickly. Otherwise, although my leg is injured, my fist is still there. I'm used to fighting and killing over the years. If I don't kill people for a few days, my lips will itch badly."

When He Qing heard this, he couldn't help but shudder.

Unlike those young masters who have been in the capital, He Jingheng has actually seen blood and killed people.

Therefore, the hostility in him can be felt from a distance.

Especially when he sets his eyes on someone, it's terrifying.

Just like at this moment, He Jingheng only glanced at him, but the murderous intent in his eyes made him tremble until now.

He Qing never expected that even though He Jingheng had fallen to this point, he still felt scared.

Seeing that He Qing had no way to deal with them, Zhang couldn't help but despise him.

It is really speechless that such a great leader has no power at all.

He Qing looked at Shang Ruoyi with his eyes slightly narrowed. It didn't matter if he couldn't kill He Jingheng. Originally, he just wanted to add insult to injury and didn't want to take his life. Now that he couldn't kill him, it was okay to disgust him.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand towards Shang Ruoyi's face. Just as he was about to touch her, He Jingheng's eyes darkened. Just as he was about to move forward, he heard He Qing suddenly cry out in pain, covering his stomach with a pale face.

The followers were all shocked when they saw this. Why did this happen all of a sudden?

They came forward one after another, only to see a silver needle stuck in his belly, with a trace of blood flowing down.

"Assassin! There's an assassin!"

They surrounded He Qing tightly and looked around vigilantly.

Shang Ruoyi raised the corner of her lips. He dared to move his feet against my aunt. This was just a small lesson. It hurt him for more than a month and he couldn't sleep every day. If he did it again, it would be his life. Whether it was a needle or a knife, there were inexhaustible supplies of weapons in the space.

The guards guarded for a long time but did not see any assassin, but where did the silver needle come from?

"Useless! A bunch of useless people who can't even find an assassin." He Qing covered his stomach and was about to stand up when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mansion.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts!" The needle-like pain made him fall to his knees. Coincidentally, he fell right towards He Jingheng.

"He Qing, you and I are of the same generation, there is no need to perform such formalities." He Jingheng smiled and said, "Since you have already known your mistake, I will not pursue the matter of impoliteness just now."

"You!" As soon as he said one word, he felt the pain in his abdomen became even worse, and finally he fainted.

He Jingheng looked at the followers around him and said calmly: "What are you still standing there for? Send this sickly person back to the mansion as soon as possible." If it is too late, his life may be in danger.

So, He Qing came in a hurry, and the servants left in a hurry. For a moment, the officials looked at He Jingheng with a slightly different look than before.

Zhang Hu was even more convinced of his previous thoughts.

There is no way He Jingheng could be defeated so easily, and Shang Ruoyi is not as simple as she looks on the surface. Lord Shang actually told her such a secret about Princess Xiao. How could this be the attitude he uses to treat an ordinary concubine's daughter?

Therefore, when the room was decorated that night, the He family enjoyed a special treatment.

Originally, all the prisoners were kept in the firewood room outside, but due to the continuous heavy rain, the firewood room collapsed, so the prisoners had to be placed in the rooms inside the post house.

That night, all the prisoners except for the second room were placed in a separate room, and the rest of the prisoners were placed in a leaky room on the first floor. The floor of the room was wet, the whole room smelled musty, and the space was extremely small.

Although the He family's room was also extremely simple, it was at least dry and had a low couch.

Zhang sat in the corner and said in a deep voice, "Why? We are all He family members, why are we driven here? Even Aunt Li and Fu can stay in a dry room, so are we not even as good as a servant?"

He Ning'an's face also darkened.

Since he was exiled, although he did not say it, he was quite resentful towards the He family's main branch in his heart. Putting aside Shang Ruoyi's father, it must be that his brothers He Yuwen and He Jingheng had offended the emperor, so they suffered this misfortune. Now they have been implicated, and not only do they not have any apologies, but they are also ostracizing them.

What Zhang said was right. In the eyes of the concubines, they were not even as good as the servants.

"I think they have all been drugged by that little bitch Shang Ruoyi. They are all surrounding her, including the officials. The master is a prince after all, but he is not as good as that little bitch Shang Ruoyi." She said in a deep voice: "I think Shang Ruoyi might have done something sexual with the official. Otherwise, why would the official give him everything?"

He Jinghe nodded when he heard this: "Mom is right, Shang Ruoyi has a coquettish look, and it's obvious that she is not someone who keeps to herself."

Qiao Yanxin glanced at him. Flirting? Yes, Shang Ruoyi is indeed very beautiful, but what kind of good is He Jinghe? That look would fall on Shang Ruoyi's face from time to time. Did she think she didn't see it?

At this time, a prisoner with a foul odor sat down next to Zhang. The extremely pungent smell made her retch uncontrollably.

Although my home was not far away a few days ago, the place we lived in was well-ventilated, not like the confined space now.

At this time, the smell in the whole room was not much better than that of a pigsty.

He Ning'an and the Zhang family couldn't stand it anymore, so they came to the official and said, "We are also members of the He family, why are you placing us here?"

The officers were eating roasted chicken bought in town at this time. After being interrupted, their mood obviously became worse. They said with a cold face: "What, you don't accept it?" He picked up the whip on the chair and swung it hard, and the whip hit He Jinghe directly: "If you don't accept it, just say it directly, I will beat you until you accept it!"

Blood oozed from He Jinghe's arms, and he grimaced in pain.

Seeing the officers' tough attitude, they had no choice but to return to their positions in shame.