Master Zhao's eyes immediately lit up with lust, and he quickly stepped forward to help her untie herself.
"Come on, let's go inside." The voice was urgent, like a dog panting.
Shen Qing felt like vomiting, but she forced herself to hold it in. Once her hands were free again, she immediately reached for the hairpin knife on her head.
She was led by Master Zhao through a maze-like maze until she arrived at the door of the innermost room.
The door opened, and she was immediately stunned and stood frozen in place.
Dragon bed, golden quilt.
That Lord Li really wants to be emperor.
Just as I was thinking this, my body was suddenly lifted into the air.
Master Zhao carried her into the house and threw her directly onto the dragon bed.
Shen Qing feigned shyness and resistance, pushing him away.
He drooled as he climbed on top of her and ripped open her collar.
The buttons clattered to the ground.
Upon seeing the silk bodice peeking out from inside, his eyes immediately reddened, and he excitedly moved closer to her chest.
Shen Qing gritted her teeth, secretly pulled out the hairpin knife with her left hand, and instantly stabbed it towards his carotid artery!
Blood gushed out like a fountain. Before Master Zhao could even utter a sound, his eyes were bloodshot, and he collapsed limply onto Shen Qing.
Shen Qing stared unfocusedly at the blood-stained roof, her hand gripping the hairpin knife in a fighting motion.
She killed someone.
She killed someone again.
Blood splattered onto her body and face, staining her gold-pink bodice red.
She blankly pushed away Zhao Yuanwai's body, got out of bed like a robot, locked the door, and then opened the window to look outside.
This room, located at the northernmost and innermost part of the house, was not guarded outside; the guards were all at the front gate.
She moved a chair over, stepped on it, climbed out the window, and disappeared into the woods.
Based on my memory, I ran towards the path with footprints, ignoring the pain in my chest, and ran as fast as I could until I finally got out of the woods.
Beyond the forest are barren, desert-like hills, and in the distance, the city gate can be seen.
Shen Qing ran wildly towards the city gate.
As he ran, the loose-buttoned jacket billowed in the wind, revealing a bloodstained undergarment and collarbone underneath.
Her face was covered in blood, and she had no strength to tidy her clothes; she could only run forward recklessly.
The guards will soon discover that she killed Master Zhao and fled, and they will soon be chasing after her. She must run quickly and get into the city gate to be safe!
Driven by a will to survive, Shen Qing forgot the pain in her body and ran forward.
Ahead, a group of people galloped towards them.
Shen Qing instinctively reached out for help.
The dark blue official robes became clearer and clearer; in the moment before she fell, she saw Qi Zhenheng's face.
The horse galloped up to her side, and, suddenly stopped from its high-speed run, it reared up and let out a roar.
Qi Zhenheng quickly dismounted, rushed to her side, and embraced her, shouting, "Shen Qing! Shen Qing!"
The woman in his arms was disheveled and covered in blood. He had no idea where she was injured or why she was bleeding so much.
"Doctor! Doctor!" he shouted, losing his composure.
The adjutant said cautiously, "Sir, we didn't bring a doctor. Let's get him into the city quickly. He's lost so much blood, I'm afraid..."
His eyes turned bloodshot as he glared at him and roared, "Shut up!"
He carried Shen Qing onto the horse, held her tightly in his arms, and galloped towards the city gate.
Behind him, a group of men in black rode up on horseback. Upon seeing Qi Zhenheng's official robes, they immediately reined in their horses and stopped in place.
...
"Shen... I will haunt you even as a ghost... I will become a vengeful spirit and drag you to the eighteenth level of hell..."
"Gao Shenshi! You murdered Master Zhao! You are sentenced to immediate execution! Your entire family will be exterminated!"
The executioner's blade fell, and dozens of heads rolled to the ground.
Shen Qing saw his head roll to the side and collide with Su Lan's head, the cut covered in blood.
Tears streaming down her face, she cried out, "Sulan! Sulan!"
"You're awake?" The man sat down on the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling?"
Shen Qing opened her eyes, crying, and when she saw that it was Qi Zhenheng, she trembled and threw herself into his arms: "Lord Qi! I killed someone! I killed someone! You can cut off my head... but please spare the others..."
Qi Zhenheng was stunned, his face instantly turning red. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and hugged her, gently patting her back: "With me here, I won't let you be caught and beheaded."
His gaze was resolute as he embraced Shen Qing's arms, his movements strong and firm.
But Shen Qing was still so frightened that she trembled all over and burst into tears.
The sight of Master Zhao spitting blood was a huge visual shock to her; all she could see was blood.
Outside the door, a figure paused for a moment before leaving.
Shen Qing cried herself to sleep before slowly pulling herself out of that terror.
With red eyes, she looked at Qi Zhenheng and told him everything that had happened that day: "He tore my clothes, pounced on me, and I stabbed his neck with a hairpin knife..."
Recalling the fountain-like gushing of blood from Master Zhao, she couldn't continue speaking and trembled all over again.
Qi Zhenheng felt sorry for her, knowing that it was not appropriate for her to say these things now, but he needed to know if she had left anything at the scene.
"Did you leave any items at the crime scene?"
Shen Qing thought back a few times, ran her hand over her hair, and exclaimed in horror, "The hairpin knife! My hairpin knife is still stuck in Master Zhao's neck!"
Has anyone seen this hairpin knife?
Her face grew paler and paler: "Yes... I usually put it in my hair..."
Qi Zhenheng nodded solemnly, comforted her to lie back down, and had a maid come in to serve her.
A maid helped Shen Qing change her clothes, while another brought in dinner.
Shen Qing couldn't eat. The thought of the blood made her nauseous, and she couldn't eat anything.
The maid took the food back to the kitchen.
The two started talking quietly on the way.
The maid who was helping Shen Qing change her clothes recounted vividly, "This woman used to visit the prefect's mansion frequently; even the soldiers on duty knew her, and they said Lord Qi liked her. But she hasn't come in a long time, and when she did, she was disheveled and covered in blood. It's very strange..."
The maid carrying the tray exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! Your clothes are disheveled? Were you raped outside?"
"I think so, the clothes were torn to shreds like that..."
"Will Lord Qi still like her?"
"No way? You're all dirty!"
The two voices gradually faded into the distance, and the camera panned to the study.
Qi Zhenheng stared intently at the crane painting behind his desk with a somber expression.
He was thinking about how to remove Shen Qing from this case without damaging her reputation, and how to close the case at the same time.
Several hours have passed, and the case must have reached the county government. At the latest, the magistrate will go to the Gao family to arrest the person by tomorrow morning.
The henchmen of Master Zhao arrested Shen Qing, so they must recognize her; this is a witness.
Furthermore, Shen Qing and Master Zhao had fought inside the house, and the hairpin knife was still stuck in Master Zhao's neck. This would become the murder weapon and irrefutable physical evidence!
With all the witnesses and evidence in place, she is doomed.
Even if she could prove that she killed in self-defense, she could escape beheading, but she could not escape having her property confiscated and being exiled.
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