Chapter 223: I'm Back from Hell
Xie Yingmian said sharply, "By then, as a murderer, will you flee to the ends of the earth or pay with your life?"
Wen Juexia's face turned pale.
She wanted to say that she did it very cleanly.
She was wearing a mask, and the kung fu she used was not the unique kung fu of Feixue Tower.
but……
Those people in the Ministry of Justice are no pushovers. They have successfully solved countless difficult cases. Their ability to handle cases should not be underestimated.
She didn't dare to say that she didn't leave any clues, let alone say that she would not be exposed.
"I..." Wen Juexia swallowed, "Sister Mianmian, I won't cause any trouble for Prince Ling's Mansion."
"Tomorrow, I'll leave tomorrow."
"I'll leave Shangjing and hide my identity. I'll find a way to come back after the storm has died down."
Xie Yingmian sighed.
She felt last night that Wen Juexia might cause trouble.
As expected, Wen Juexia harvested the head of the Prince of Wu'an tonight.
Having strong action ability means doing things without considering the consequences.
"I have a plan," Xie Yingmian said. "The Ministry of Justice won't be able to track you down. You don't need to hide your identities or flee far away. But it might make you a target."
Wen Zhiqing and Wen Juexia looked at Xie Yingmian together.
"Sister Mianmian, go ahead." Wen Juexia said, "I'm not afraid of danger."
Xie Yingmian said in a deep voice, "Hang the head on the gate of the Second Prince's mansion."
Wen Juexia didn't understand.
Wen Zhiqing widened her eyes.
She quickly understood Xie Yingmian's intention: "I am narrow-minded."
"That's right, the scumbag's head should be hung on the doorstep of the pervert's home."
"Princess Ling, can you give me a pen?"
"No, I don't need a pen." Wen Zhiqing bit her hand directly.
She wrote in blood on the white cotton cloth the words "I'm back from hell".
"Hang up this bundle as well." Wen Zhiqing's eyes were filled with madness. "Princess Ling, please ensure this blood letter reaches him."
Wen Juexia was puzzled.
Wouldn't it make the situation even worse if the head of the Prince of Wu'an was hung in the Second Prince's residence?
The Ministry of Justice will definitely not be fooled by such a clumsy frame-up.
There are so many spies in the Second Prince's mansion, wouldn't it be easier to be targeted?
Wen Juexia couldn't figure it out.
She knew her brain wasn't working well, so she stopped thinking about it if she couldn't figure it out.
She does whatever Sister Mianmian says!
The next day.
The Second Prince's Mansion.
During his routine inspection, the butler discovered that the guards at the gate of the Second Prince's Mansion did not open the door on time.
He was about to step forward and reprimand the guards for being lazy, but he found them lying all over the floor.
The housekeeper's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition came over him.
Just then.
Outside the mansion, a sharp and piercing cry broke the silence of the early morning.
"People, human heads."
"There's a human head hanging on the door."
"Ahhhh! Someone's dead."
“Someone’s dead!”
The first person who discovered the head was so frightened that he ran away like crazy.
His screams attracted quite a few people.
After a while, people living nearby began to stick their heads out.
Some brave ones even ran closer.
They were also shocked when they saw clearly that the head hanging on the gate was that of the Prince of Wu'an.
The Prince of Wu'an had his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open, looking extremely terrifying.
"It's the Prince of Wu'an."
"The prince of Wu'an is dead."
"The head of the Wu'an Earl's son was cut off and hung on the gate of the Second Prince's mansion."
I don’t know which loud voice is shouting.
Soon, the whole street knew about it.
This street is far away from the downtown area.
The people living nearby are all royal relatives or important officials of the court.
The ones watching the fun were also the servants of these families.
The housekeeper had no way to get rid of these people, and could only persuade them not to join in the fun and not to say anything nonsense.
This matter is beyond his ability.
He trotted all the way to the second prince's bedroom.
The second prince is still immersed in the land of tenderness.
The bedroom was filled with obscene music and strange smells.
The second prince, who was absorbed in his life and dreaming, did not hear the butler's report clearly, but only vaguely heard the sound of a dead person and the door.
He pinched the woman beside him impatiently.
The woman moaned and wrapped her soft and boneless body around the second prince's waist.
The Second Prince was furious and pinned the man down, "Give me some money and it'll be settled. Don't bother me with such trivial matters. I'm busy. Get out."
The butler's forehead was covered in sweat.
If he could have settled it, he wouldn't have come.
Everyone knows that the Second Prince is particularly evil in the morning.
He gritted his teeth and reported again.
"Your Highness, the one who died was none other than the Prince of Wu'an."
"There are many onlookers. The matter has spread out, and the head is still hanging at the door. This old servant... this old servant dare not make his own decision. What should I do?"
The Second Prince finally reacted: "What did you say?"
The housekeeper repeated, "The prince of Wu'an was murdered, and his head was hung at the gate of the palace."
"Who did this?" The Second Prince was immediately furious. "Who dares to slander me?"
"Who is so brave!"
He let go of the woman on the bed, put on his clothes with a dark face and walked out.
At this time, the onlookers had been sent away.
The guards from the Second Prince's Mansion surrounded the entrance.
The second prince looked up.
Sure enough, I saw the head of the Prince of Wu'an, whose eyes were open after death.
Next to the head, there was a piece of white cotton cloth.
The writing can be faintly seen on the white cotton cloth.
"Take that cloth off."
The housekeeper hurriedly ordered someone to take off the white cloth.
There were a lot of blood stains on the white cloth, and you could faintly see eight big words written on it - "I'm back from hell."
So arrogant, so provocative.
The housekeeper was so frightened that he quickly put the blood letter away.
"No need to take it." The second prince's eyes flashed with excitement, "It's her!"
"She's still alive!"
That person did not lie to him, the Stone of Immortality could indeed bring the dead back to life.
The Immortality Stone not only resurrected her, but also transformed her body.
No wonder she was able to escape from Goshawk Villa.
No wonder she was able to kill that waste, Prince Wu'an.
"This is really great, hahahaha!" The second prince became more and more excited the more he thought about it.
The housekeeper was confused.
Wu'anbo's family has only this one legitimate son.
Now that the legitimate son is dead, they will not let it go.
"Second Prince, many people have gathered to watch this incident. The news that the head of the Wu'an Earl's son appeared at the gate of our palace has spread."
"Just now, a servant reported that the body of Wu'an's son was also found in Wu'an's mansion. The body had been subjected to inhumane abuse."
"A head appeared here. Wu Anbo thought we were the ones who killed someone and were protesting. He's furious and wants justice. You see..."
"Find a way to suppress this matter and don't let Wu Anbo report it to the police." said the second prince.
The butler suspected he had misheard: "Press it down?"
The Second Prince said, "Suppress it at all costs."
"Forget it, I will go to the Wu'an Marquis's Mansion myself."
The second prince returned to his bedroom.
The woman just now was crawling on the ground, gentle and pious.
"Yunxiang, how many years have you been following me?"
The woman named Yunxiang lowered her head and said in a soft voice, "Yunxiang has been with the prince for five years."
"Five years." The Second Prince lifted Yunxiang's chin, "I'm a little reluctant to let her go."
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