Chapter 150 Kidnapping, interrogation, false threats

After wiping the water off her hands, Nangong Muyan took a step back, looked at Zhou Yi and chuckled again: "Don't stare at me, I'll just ask you a few questions and let you go after that."

"I won't tell you!" Zhou Yi immediately answered decisively.

"Huh~ Are you so uncooperative?" Nangong Muyan raised her eyebrows, and the smile on her face became even more brilliant. With her beautiful face, she would only make people think of the word "charming".

"Don't you even listen to what I want to ask first?" Nangong Muyan said again.

"You must have evil intentions. Seeing that your sister-in-law is living well now, you want to hurt her again!" Zhou Yi said clearly.

"No, I just want to care about my sister's situation." Nangong Muyan felt a little innocent.

"Are you lying?" Zhou Yi felt that his intelligence was insulted.

"Really." "I don't believe it

!"

"How about I swear to you? If I lie to you, I will let my father be struck by lightning." "I won't believe it even if you swear!" "Then what do you want me to believe?" "No matter what! Just give up on this idea!" Nangong Muyan looked at Zhou Yi who turned his face away and stopped looking at her, and her eyes became colder: "Originally, for her sake, I wanted to talk to you properly..." Zhou Yi heard that something was wrong, turned his head back to look at Nangong Muyan, but found that there was no smile on that face at the moment, and the two affectionate eyes were only cold. "You really exhausted my patience..." Zhou Yi heard Nangong Muyan speak faintly, and for some reason his heart was beating fast. Nangong Muyan took a step forward and slowly stretched out her hand towards Zhou Yi... "What are you doing?" Zhou Yi's voice was a little trembling. He tried to hide backwards, but he was tied up tightly and could only watch Nangong Muyan's hand approaching him little by little. "Are you scared now?" Nangong Muyan raised the corners of her lips, and under Zhou Yi's uneasy gaze, she stretched her hand to his waist... Then, she ripped open his belt! "What are you going to do?" Zhou Yi was shocked. "Why are you in such a hurry? You'll know soon." Nangong Muyan responded casually, and then slowly pulled open the layers of winter clothes on Zhou Yi's body, and took off the clothes to his elbows, leaving him only with a close-fitting underwear. "You, you, you...are you going to molest me?" Zhou Yi was terrified. "Morpheme you?" Nangong Muyan's face was full of disgust when she heard this: "You wish!" Zhou Yi was full of panic, and had no idea what was going on. He just watched Nangong Muyan lift her hand, lick the back of her hand, then raise her hand high, close her eyes, and look like she was concentrating on thinking. Is this... a spell? Zhou Yi was so nervous that he swallowed a few times, and felt his heart go cold. After a while, Nangong Muyan put down her hand and opened her eyes, turned around and looked at Zhou Yi with a smile: "The body temperature feels three degrees Celsius above zero, the southwest wind is level three, and the air humidity is about 50%..." Is this a spell for some kind of spell? Zhou Yi couldn't help shrinking his neck, not daring to speak. "I know you don't understand." Nangong Muyan smiled slightly, seemingly affectionate and coquettish, but Zhou Yi instinctively felt dangerous. The slender fingers hooked the collar of the only underwear left on Zhou Yi's body: "I just want to tell you, in this kind of weather, if I strip you naked and tie you up here for a night, you will be frozen to death, that's all." With a move of the fingertips, the last piece of clothing on Zhou Yi's body was also torn off, and his naked skin was exposed to the cold wind. When the wind blew, all the heat seemed to dissipate, and he felt himself shaking uncontrollably. "You bad woman, why are you so bad? Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Zhou Yi was frozen and his teeth were chattering, and he cursed with gritted teeth. Nangong Muyan just smiled and asked, "Now you can listen to what I want to ask, right? As long as you answer truthfully, I will help you put on your clothes." Zhou Yi turned his head away in silence, with a heroic look on his face, but then he heard Nangong Muyan ask, "How old is Liu Ming'an?" Hmm? This question seems to be answerable. Zhou Yi turned his head back and whispered "nineteen". "Tsk, tsk, tsk, a sister-brother relationship!" Nangong Muyan's eyes were full of excitement. As she spoke, she reached out to put Zhou Yi's underwear on him: "What does he do for a living?" Zhou Yi was stunned. This question seemed to be answerable: "A scholar, he is already a man, preparing to take the imperial examination." Nangong Muyan nodded and reached out to put a piece of clothing on Zhou Yi. Although the two pieces of clothing were useless for keeping warm, they did block the cold wind. Zhou Yi felt better, but he was suspicious of Nangong Muyan's questions. "What do his parents do? Are they mean? Are there too many rules? Will they make things difficult for their daughter-in-law? Are there other people in the family? Are the family members kind? Are they easy to get along with?" Nangong Muyan asked a series of questions in one breath. "Both his parents are dead, and the family..." Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment, then said, "There is no one else, only him." "Hehe..." Nangong Muyan suddenly laughed, her eyes were rippling, and she was so charming that Zhou Yi shuddered. The hands reached out again. Zhou Yi thought she was here to help him put on his clothes, but she didn't expect that she moved her wrists slightly and tore off the two layers of clothes he had put on. Zhou Yi was instantly exposed to the cold wind again. "You are so tired of lying in front of me." Nangong Muyan sneered, walked to the broken tile jar, scooped up a handful of water, and splashed it on Zhou Yi. "Hiss!" Zhou Yi was so cold that he gasped and felt that his body was going to lose consciousness. Nangong Muyan returned to Zhou Yi, pulled up his clothes and wiped the water off her hands, and said with a smile: "I'll give you another chance to answer the question again." "His parents are really dead!" Zhou Yi was about to cry. What kind of female devil is this? "Well, I believe this. You lied to me about the second half of the sentence." Nangong Muyan stared straight into Zhou Yi's eyes.

"There is indeed someone else in his family, but I can't tell you. Anyway, the relationship has been severed. He and his sister-in-law only have each other."

"Don't tell me?"

Zhou Yi saw Nangong Muyan showing that smile again, with a face ready to die: "I promised Brother Liu, even if you freeze me to death, I won't tell you!"

"You are quite loyal!" Nangong Muyan looked at Zhou Yi with admiration, and reached out to help him pull up two layers of clothes: "The last question, I will let you go after asking it."

"Has Liu Mingan ever visited prostitutes?" Nangong Muyan looked at Zhou Yi and asked seriously.

This question is the most important.

With Jiang Ning's personality, that Liu Mingan would definitely not dare to take a concubine, so Nangong Muyan was worried that he had slept with prostitutes before, and later used sweet words to deceive Jiang Ning into marrying him.

In her previous life, she only taught Jiang Ning how to kill people, and never taught her about falling in love, although she herself had no experience.

But even someone like Jiang Ning, who was cold by nature and had never felt much true love, would be most likely to get deeply involved once she fell in love, and lose her proper judgment and decisiveness.

"What are you talking about? How could such a pure person like Liu Di go to a prostitute?"

Zhou Yi was a little angry and shouted at Nangong Muyan. In his heart, putting Liu Ming'an's name together with the word "prostitute" was an insult to Liu Ming'an.

Nangong Muyan looked at Zhou Yi without saying anything, as if judging whether what he said was true or false.

"What are you looking at me for? I haven't been to a prostitute either! I'm still a virgin... man." Zhou Yi shouted angrily.

"Who asked you?"

Nangong Muyan was speechless for a moment.

After the question was finished, it was getting dark. Nangong Muyan knew that if she didn't go back, she would be exposed, so she walked behind Zhou Yi and untied the handkerchief that bound his hands.

"I'm leaving first, you put on your clothes and leave."

Nangong Muyan said and left without mercy.

Zhou Yi stood there in dishevel, watching Nangong Muyan leave without looking back, then raised his hand to look at the two red marks on his wrist, feeling aggrieved.

Why is he so unlucky?