Qin Peng followed Wei Yan into the carriage. As soon as Wei Yan got into the carriage, he lost his usual demeanor and asked hurriedly, "Sister-in-law, where is the assassin?"

"Which one are you talking about?"

"More than one?" Wei Yan was stunned, obviously not expecting that. Qin Peng picked up the heater from the side and said tiredly: "Just one assassin, with Qin Shuhuai's skills, could he be forced into this state?"

Wei Yan didn't say anything. Seeing that Qin Peng looked very tired, he said, "Sister-in-law, take a rest first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

Qin Peng responded softly, and Wei Yan looked at Qin Peng in silence.

This person is different from before, very different.

If she had hidden her brilliance, could a person really hide it so well and flawlessly? And why did she hide it?

It is obvious that her skills are based on technique, without any training. If she wanted to hide herself, why would she not have any foundation when she clearly knew how to practice martial arts?

But if this person was not Qin Peng, why was her disguise so flawless that even such a hidden birthmark was known? Moreover, in her daily conversations, her memory of the past was completely accurate. If she had not experienced it personally, it would be difficult to have such an effect.

Wei Yan pondered and glanced at Qin Peng from time to time. He didn't dare to do anything else before he was sure. After all, Qin Peng hadn't done anything to affect the Wei family.

When Qin Peng woke up, Wei Yan had concealed all his emotions. He looked at Qin Peng with a smile and said, "Sister-in-law is awake?"

"Yeah." Qin Peng stood up and rubbed his head, saying, "I'll go wash up first. Sorry to bother you today."

“It should be.”

Wei Yan saw Qin Peng off. When getting off the carriage, Qin Peng saw a person standing at the corner of the street. She was wearing a plain long skirt and seemed to be asking someone for directions.

There was a smile in Qin Peng's eyes.

Bai Zhi arrived really quickly.

She stopped in front of the mansion, and Chun Su, who came to pick her up, said, "Put a table in the backyard later. I want to play the piano there."

"Huh?" Chun Su was stunned for a moment, but then she remembered that her master didn't like others asking why, so she quickly said, "Yes."

Bai Zhi, who was asking for directions nearby, heard this, nodded to the person who was talking to her, and said, "Thank you, sir."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Qin Peng entered the house, washed up, and went to the pavilion in the backyard. At this time, the curtains were drawn in the pavilion, the charcoal fire was lit, the zither was placed on the table, and the snacks were ready. After Qin Peng asked everyone to leave and guard the yard, he began to play the zither.

After a while, a white figure turned over and came in. Qin Peng seemed unaware. The man walked over and stood behind the curtain for a while, looking at Qin Peng inside through the white veil.

I couldn't see the man's figure clearly, but I didn't know why, I felt that the shadow, posture and sound of the piano were all the same as the person in Baizhi's memory.

Baizhi felt sad.

It was agreed that she would go to Qi State, and come back to see her after the situation stabilized in a few years. But this woman never came back.

Bai Zhi closed her eyes and sighed, lifted the curtain with her sword, and walked in.

The sound of the piano did not stop. Bai Zhi came in front of Qin Peng, knelt down, and put the sword aside.

"Is your injury healed?"

Qin Peng was nonchalant, Bai Zhi remained calm, but asked, "You are planning to get rid of Qin Shuhuai, right?"

"That's natural."

Qin Peng said calmly: "Now that my brother has ascended the throne, he has taken over all the power. If nothing unexpected happens, when his reputation gradually rises in a few years, Ah Ming will probably have no choice but to die."

Bai Zhi was silent, as if she was thinking.

She has always been a rational person, and convincing Baizhi from the motive point of view is more effective than any other reason.

Qin Peng said calmly: "You came here today because you have figured it out, right?"

"Since the princess has understood what I mean, I will not say any more." Bai Zhi raised her head, her face full of determination: "I have evidence to bring down Qin Shuhuai."

"oh?"

Qin Peng looked up at Bai Zhi. Bai Zhi took out a pile of papers with fingerprints from her arms and said calmly, "This is Qin Shuhuai's confession that he ordered others to kill Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi was killed in Huai'an Palace, and I stole Jiang Yi's body..."

Hearing this, Qin Peng's hands trembled slightly and he made a trill.

Bai Zhi looked at her strangely. Qin Peng stopped playing the piano, coughed lightly and said, "You continue."

It turns out that his body was stolen by Bai Zhi...

Bai Zhi noted Qin Peng's strangeness and continued, "Here are the results of Jiang Yi's autopsy. I hid her body, but it's been so long that only bones are left. The wounds on the bones support my statement. The sword wounds were indeed inflicted by a man named Chen Er under Qin Shuhuai. I also recorded the statements of the people around Jiang Yi at the time. The most critical person, Chen Er, is also in my hands."

Bai Zhi raised her head and looked at Qin Peng, saying seriously: "The Wei family's army is still in the capital, so you can force Qin Shuhuai to withdraw his army. After both armies withdraw, the leader of the palace guards, Wang Qiushi, is Zhang Ying's man, and the leader of the Nancheng Prefecture Army, Liu Shuyan, is a conservative person who follows the imperial edict. As long as the princess can watch the Ministry of Justice not to make any move, Qin Shuhuai can be convicted."

"What happens after the conviction?" Qin Peng took a sip of tea.

Baizhi has always been full of ideas, and she has always been very confident in Baizhi's planning ability. She asked this question just to follow up on the conversation.

After hearing what Qin Peng said, Bai Zhi raised her hand and poured herself some tea. She smiled and said, "After being convicted, as long as he is sent to the Heavenly Prison, how many crimes Qin Shuhuai has committed is just a matter of words between the princess and Zhang Ying."

Qin Peng chuckled.

She understood what Bai Zhi said. Once in the prison, all the evidence was prepared, and confessions were obtained through torture. All kinds of torture were used. As long as Qin Shuhuai admitted his guilt, he would be convicted.

"I'm afraid the young lady doesn't know much about King Huai'an..." Qin Peng took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Anyone in this world can be tortured into confessing, but Qin Shuhuai? Even if you beat him to death, you may not be able to make him say the words you want to hear."

She had experienced Qin Shuhuai's stubbornness too many times.

If torture was effective, he would have confessed in the palace long ago. Then there would be no future for Zhao Peng, and no present for Qin Shuhuai.

The tortures in the Northern Yan court were much more novel than those in Qi.

Qin Peng's words made Bai Zhi think for a moment, and after a moment, she slowly said: "Indeed... Qin Shuhuai is not that kind of person."

"But, don't worry about these girls," Qin Peng put down the teacup, with a cold look in his eyes: "I'll take care of these things."

Bai Zhi seemed to be very satisfied with Qin Peng's intention. She smiled, raised her glass and said, "Then I will wait for your good news."

Qin Peng nodded, looked at Bai Zhi, and asked an irrelevant question: "I have a question that I am very curious about."

"Um?"

"You are a popular figure around Princess Yuyang. Princess Yuyang is the first wife of King Huai'an. Why don't you help King Huai'an and even want to kill him?"

Bai Zhi didn't say anything. She didn't seem to be planning to answer this question, so Qin Peng said, "Please forgive me, young lady. I am being rude..."

"He killed her."

Bai Zhi suddenly spoke, and Qin Peng froze in his tracks.

She knew that she had some missing memories. She only remembered the last moment before her death, but she was not very clear about what happened before that.

Sometimes she would wonder if this was a misunderstanding, but the feeling of struggling desperately at the last moment was imprinted in her mind, and even after three lifetimes, she still remembers it vividly.

Qin Peng lowered his eyes to hide his expression: "Miss, what you mean is that Qin Shuhuai killed Princess Yuyang?"

"Um."

"Princess Yuyang is his first wife, how could he do such a thing to her?" Qin Peng's voice seemed to be a little unbelievable: "And now he still thinks about her..."

"The cat weeps over the rat, it's just fake mercy!" Bai Zhi sneered, "He killed her, I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake?! When your majesty was in danger, he saw that the princess was useless and wanted to gain a firm foothold in Qi, so he made an agreement with Jiang of Qi and poisoned my master. I saw the princess die with my own eyes, am I blind?!"

Bai Zhi seemed to be unable to control her emotions, her voice was full of anger, her hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, she was already trying her best to restrain herself, but all her anger still burst out in her words, she said excitedly: "It's natural for him to miss the princess now, they have known each other since childhood and have been married. How can he not miss her for the rest of his life?! But what does it matter, no matter how much he misses her, it can't cover up the dirty things he did! I will not forgive him... I will never..."

Before she finished speaking, Bai Zhi felt a warmth on the back of her hand.

A pair of white hands covered the back of her hands. Those hands did not look like those of a martial artist. They were not tied with ropes, but were smooth and soft, with a warmth and sense of security.

Bai Zhi looked up blankly, and saw Qin Peng looking at her with soothing and distressed eyes.

That expression was so similar to the person in her memory. Bai Zhi didn't know what was wrong. She was obviously not such a sentimental person, but the moment she met the other person's eyes, tears fell.

"Don't think about it." Qin Peng softened her voice, looked at the girl whom she had regarded as a younger sister since childhood, and said slowly: "Maybe...she is still alive?"

These words suddenly woke Bai Zhi up. She calmed down and her expression gradually became calm.

"She died. I watched her die. Once she's dead, she's dead. There's no way she can come back to life."

Bai Zhi lowered her eyes, put on a particularly ugly embroidered sachet on her waist, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't believe in ghosts and gods. They are just tricks used by others to deceive people. People have to move forward. I am not that weak."

"Since I am still alive," Bai Zhi raised her head, her eyes full of determination, "I will not let her death be in vain."

"I understand." Qin Peng sighed and said, "Don't worry, young lady. You and I have the same goal. I will definitely do my best to cooperate with you." Then, Qin Peng raised his glass and said solemnly, "Let's work together for a great cause."