"You...don't you want to die?" Mo Qingcheng glanced coldly at Baili Mingyue. She'd better not let this instructor find out it was a ruse, otherwise...hmm, you'll have to bear the consequences.
Mo Qingcheng turned around, dodging the other two hidden arrows, her voice cold and clear: "Magistrate Feng, this lady will remember this humiliation of today."
Feng Yong shuddered for no reason. Who the hell wants to harm this county magistrate?
Who shot this arrow in the dark?
Get out here!
Yun Lei's figure flashed, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye...
"Take them down!" Feng Yong was so angry that his nose was crooked. With a command, Jia Yidao brandished his broadsword at Mo Qingcheng and Baili Mingyue.
“We can walk by ourselves!” Mo Qingcheng obediently pulled Baili Mingyue to stand aside, taking the opportunity to stuff a pill into his mouth.
Baili Mingyue: "..."
Want to poison someone to reveal their true nature?
Feng Yong originally planned to tie up Mo Qingcheng and Baili Mingyue and take them back to the county government, but suddenly changed his mind: "Someone, prepare a soft and sweet thing for Lady Mo."
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Baili Mingyue exuded a fierce aura, and Mo Qingcheng kept a distance from him: "Thank you, Magistrate. I am deeply grateful."
Jia Yidao's lips twitched slightly. Referring to himself as "this lady" in front of the county magistrate? Something seemed off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
The efficiency of the yamen runners was questionable, and they somehow managed to get a pink sedan chair.
"Lady Mo, please." A hint of joy flashed in Feng Yong's eyes.
Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched as a large hand gripped her wrist, the man's eyes filled with murderous intent.
“It’s alright…” Mo Qingcheng shook her head. Wouldn’t it be foolish not to ride in a sedan chair when there is one available?
Baili Mingyue wished she could smash the glaring sedan chair with a single palm strike. Feng Yong, that bastard, was trying to confuse the situation?
Fang Yuan belatedly realized, "Magistrate Feng, didn't we agree to hand over the young woman to us brothers to deal with?"
“Master Fang…how about we go back and deal with this?” Feng Yong gave Fang Yuan a wink. With so many people around, if something goes wrong, even I, the magistrate, won’t be able to protect you.
Fang Yuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Boss, calm down..." Second-in-command Ma Lei covered his buttocks with both hands and limped forward, signaling his boss not to act rashly.
For some reason, a strange thought flashed through Ma Lei's mind: Could Lady Mo really just surrender so easily? This woman didn't look like a good person at all...
Fang Yuan glared angrily at Ma Lei. "You brain-dead idiot! She's made all the brothers lose face. How are we supposed to make a living in the underworld now?"
Feng Yong's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was slightly relieved. He was then carried over by two constables, looking disheveled and limping.
"Lord Feng, Lady Mo is cunning and treacherous, don't fall for her tricks..."
"Captain Yan, I am innocent! The men you brought barged in and threatened that if I didn't make you my eighteen concubines, they would... they would burn all the villagers to death... I..." Mo Qingcheng was on the verge of tears, glancing timidly at Yan Que, her eyes lowered.
"Cough cough..." Baili Mingyue really wanted to spit a mouthful of blood onto Mo Qingcheng's face. She had seen shameless people before, but she had never seen anyone as shameless as this.
A woman like her, doesn't she care about her reputation at all?
The true nature of the evil spirit!
Yan Que's legs went weak and she knelt down: "Lord Feng, it's not what you think. Lady Mo would rather die than become your concubine, so I... ah..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Que was kicked away by Jia Yidao and fell to the ground with a thud, immediately losing consciousness.
"Outrageous! How could Lord Feng do such a heinous thing? Lady Mo's husband is still alive..." Jia Yidao brandished his broadsword, his eyes filled with righteous indignation.
Mo Qingcheng suppressed the urge to burst out laughing. Whose brat is this? Take him away right now. Why are you spouting such blunt truths?
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