Chapter 143 Liar vs. Liar

Shi An took a deep breath: "Hearing you say that, it makes sense. What is the identity of this Song Shiwei?"

He Yanting raised his eyes and glanced at him playfully. He did not answer, but just put down the chess piece in his hand.

Shi An's white chess piece had already occupied a triangle, and the layout was rigorous. But when He Yanting put down this piece, the scattered black chess pieces suddenly gathered together, like a flying dragon, and the dragon head directly hit the enemy's belly. It became

an unstoppable and isolated force with no room for maneuver, and it was outflanked and went straight down.

When Shi An saw that the situation was determined, he threw the white piece in his hand into the flag pot: "No more, no more, you always win, it's boring!"

He Yanting smiled and looked at him, rubbing his clothes.

Shi An leaned back in the chair, swinging his legs, and suddenly got up: "By the way, there is a new monk in Shengjing recently. It is said that he can know the past and the future, and he is not much worse than Tan Luan."

He lowered his voice and looked at him mysteriously: "And, according to the information I found out, he and the third lady have a deep relationship."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, He Yanting paused slightly. Shi An tilted his head slightly and looked at him lazily: "Want to know? Then tell me what Song Shiwei's identity is first."

He Yanting looked over, his eyes became a little darker than before.

Shi An saw him like this, and his heart was immediately alarmed. He said, "Well, if you don't want to tell me, I will investigate it myself. Song Shiwei was originally going to deal with Jiang Zhiyu, but now something has happened, and this monk has joined Jiang Zhiyu."

He Yanting's eyebrows relaxed a little, "Don't go investigate Song Shiwei. When the time is right, I will tell you."

His expression was serious, and Shi An couldn't help but become serious.

...

At the same time, Jiang Zhiyu was also in the place where Wujing was hiding, holding a long whip in his hand, and slapped the ground with a "snap", and Wujing's heart also jumped.

"Have you remembered everything?" she said coldly, "Repeat it for me."

"I remember, I remember," Wu Jing nodded hurriedly, "The key is to have a mysterious temperament, and to speak ambiguously and mysteriously."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded lightly, "The effect of these few days is still good, keep it up, and when you can match that Tan Luan, we can start our next plan." Match that

Tan Luan...

Wu Jing's eyes were hesitant. That was a person who predicted natural disasters, and he was just a liar. Even with the help of the young lady, he still had no confidence in his heart.

Jiang Zhiyu saw his retreat and waved his hands: "We are all liars, so why should we distinguish between high and low? If you are good, you can do it. Let me tell you, this Tanluan has been replaced a long time ago."

Wu Jing: "!!!"

He looked at Jiang Zhiyu in shock, and seeing her eyes full of determination, he believed it in his heart.

If this is true, Wu Jing's brows relaxed, and he was not afraid.

In terms of cheating, he is confident that he has never lost to anyone!

The two of them discussed it again, and Jiang Zhiyu got up and left.

They already knew their methods, but they didn't take the initiative to attack, waiting to be defeated. Isn't that stupid?

Liar vs. Liar, when the time comes, it depends on who is more trustworthy!

If it didn't work, he would put the dry ice or something up, and they wouldn't be fooled into being stunned?

Jiang Zhiyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

...

There were rumors of a monk who could rival Tan Luan. Naturally, this kind of thing spread to the ears of interested people. Tan Luan and Xiao Chuji sat opposite each other in the second prince's residence, both of them had gloomy eyes.

Xiao Chuji twirled the beads in his hand. This man's appearance was just too perfect, and he suddenly became famous again. He and Tan Luan almost made a wedding dress for him several times in the scenes they arranged.

Tan Luan's cheeks were slightly red, and he was no longer calm in front of others: "Second Prince, this man..."

Xiao Chuji looked at him impatiently: "You have been with Tan Luan for so many years, and you haven't learned any skills? He is just a person like you, and you are so flustered?"

Tan Luan took a deep breath: "Second Prince, it is because I have been with my master for many years that I can see that this person's methods are quite similar to those of my master in the past. I am afraid that he is really capable."

Xiao Chuji paused.

"Second Prince, you have also been with my master for a period of time. You should also know his methods."

Xiao Chuji's hands trembled slightly. Tan Luan raised his eyes and was about to say something, but was startled by the crazy smile on his face.

He opened his mouth, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back.

Xiao Chuji's eyes were red, and the coldness in his eyes was like a fierce ghost: "So what if you have real skills? You even killed Tan Luan, how can you not kill him?"

Tan Luan sat there like a wooden sculpture, and suddenly fell silent.

Xiao Chuji glanced at him: "Things have come to this point, you have no choice but to kill him, while he is still immature, you can still use the identity of Tan Luan to gain the trust of others, and quickly think of a way to get rid of him."

After a moment, Xiao Chuji heard his dry voice and said: "Yes."

...

In the prime minister's mansion, the maids and servants were trembling as they served, not daring to make any extra sounds.

The huge prime minister's mansion was silent.

Song Shiwei walked all the way to Jiang Zhaorong's study, and knelt down when she saw him.

"Dad, I was framed because I was not on guard. I caused Dad to be separated from Mom because of me. I really can't escape the blame even if I die."

She sobbed softly, but she was extremely happy in her heart.

Although Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Kangan were not killed, they were separated from their father and son, and his wife and children were separated.

And she heard that it was Jiang Zhaorong who was divorced by Xu?

How could an ordinary man tolerate such humiliation? Jiang Zhaorong must be furious at this moment. She was the only one in the mansion now, and Jiang Zhaorong would definitely treat her better than usual.

She must take this opportunity to find a way to get into his secret room.

There must be the truth about her biological father's death!

Jiang Zhaorong lowered his eyes and looked at her, then waved his hand: "Get up, you have suffered a lot these days. Your mother is just in a bad mood for the time being. Later, you and I will go to her house in person and apologize to her sincerely. She will be fine after being beaten or punished. Then her anger will subside."

The smile on Song Shiwei's face froze.

Jiang Zhaorong had seen through her thoughts, and following her words would only lower her guard. He wanted to see what other tricks she would use.

"That's good," Song Shiwei forced a smile, "No matter what, it was me who caused this disaster. After I see my mother, I will definitely accept any punishment without complaint."

Jiang Zhaorong nodded, and Song Shiwei continued, "Then I won't bother my father. I'll go see my grandmother. Has she gotten better these days?"

"She's recovered. Don't worry. I have something to ask you. "

Song Shiwei asked in confusion, "What is it?"