Duke Jing's younger sister

Chapter 113 Help Her

Shen Li lowered his eyes in deep thought, and did not notice that there was a tall and straight figure in the corner.

If what Yang Lijun said was true, everything that happened that night was clearly laid out.

It has long been known to everyone that Xiao Wushuang loves Shen Beiqi.

But at that time, Shen Li was not considered by Xiao Wushuang as an obstacle to her getting Shen Beiqi.

Even if she wanted to intimidate her love rival, her target would not be Shen Li, but Han Yunning.

Now it seems that Han Yunning had already known that Xiao Wushuang would do something bad to her on the night of the palace banquet.

That's why she used Yang Lijun to divert the criticism that the Fourth Princess had originally directed at her to Shen Li.

Shen Li thought of that night when she deliberately spilled a glass of wine on herself under the pretext of a toast, and then wiped it with the scented pearl.

The purpose was to let her dress be stained with the scent of the purple tulsi flower to attract the obsidian snake to come closer and attack.

The obsidian snake is the most poisonous of the three poisons in Nanwu. It can kill people instantly with one strike and its speed is so fast that there is no chance of rescue.

Thinking of this, Shen Li couldn't help but feel a chill.

So Han Yunning had wanted to take her life since then?

She believed that there was nothing wrong between her and Shen Beiqi at that time, so why did she want to kill herself?

Also, how did Han Yunning know that she and Shen Beiqi had a past?

It can't be Ren Jiaorui again?

In another half month, Ren Jiaorui will get married in Sizhou.

Shen Li felt that she probably didn't have the intention to deal with him at the moment.

The yamen runner who went to inquire about Lord Li returned to the inner hall, and the two exchanged glances.

Then he picked up a heavy bamboo board that was five feet and five inches long, lifted it high, and dropped it accurately onto the cushion.

"what..."

"what....."

As the bamboo boards rose and fell, making the "puff puff" sound when hitting the cotton, Yang Lijun cried out weakly, pretentiously and indifferently.

Yamen: "..."

Shen Li: "..."

One of the yamen runners twitched his lips, stepped forward slightly, bowed his body, and said in a low voice,

"Miss Yang, this is caning, and everyone outside is listening. It doesn't sound like you are being beaten when you hear it!"

It doesn't feel like a beating, it feels more like a tickle!

Originally, Lord Li threw a white-headed sign, so they would naturally be gentler.

In addition, the Duke Jingguo's sister laid two layers of cushions, so there was really no pain at all.

Yang Lijun rested her chin on the back of her hand, feeling somewhat helpless: "What should I do? I have never been caned before, so how would I know how painful it would be!"

The bailiff just felt a terrible headache.

Everyone who comes here to Jingzhao Yin today is our ancestor, and we cannot afford to offend any of them!

I really wanted to throw away the rod in my hand and be done with it!

Shen Li glanced at the woman who was lying on the torture bench with a smug look on her face.

There was no other person in Jiangdu City who could remain calm even when being beaten with a stick.

No... Can't you even put on a good show?

In that case, she has to help!

A smile appeared on her lips, and she took a few steps closer, reaching out and pinching the flesh around her waist.

"Ow—"

In the front hall of Jingzhao Yin, the long silence was broken by a howl that resounded through the sky.

In the back hall, the woman's screams were heard one after another, the howling of ghosts and wolves was extremely shrill, and mixed with a rather hateful shout, "Shen Li - I hate you!"

Everyone in the hall felt their hearts tremble as they listened to this, and their breathing became heavier.

Most of them are girls who usually get their finger skin broken and it hurts so much that they keep complaining.

Twenty strokes of the cane, just imagine how painful it would be.

Li Chengyin saw that everyone's faces were as pale as if they had eaten dirt, and knew that the shock was almost over.

It's getting so dark now, it's not a good idea to keep them in Jingzhaoyin forever.

There is not enough food for so many people in his Jingzhao Yin's office!

"Bang—" He banged the gavel and shouted, "Adjourn the court, open the door and let them out!"

The area outside the gate of Jingzhao Prefecture Government was originally very spacious, but now it was blocked by carriages and horses coming to look for their daughter.

There were crowds of people gathered near the gate.

There were women dressed in luxurious attire, and there were also officials who had hurried over in their official robes without having time to change.

The men gathered at the door and knocked on it vigorously, while the women and their maids stood guard at the back, all of them looking forward to something with anxious looks on their faces.

This scene is even more lively than Xing'anfang.

Customers in the shops along the street couldn't help but take a second look, secretly guessing that another shocking case might have happened in Jiangdu city.

Yang originally thought that Shen Beiqi would only bring her daughter to Jingzhao Yin.

But only then did they discover that he had brought with him more than a dozen girls from official families.

Jiangdu City is only this big, and it is inevitable that there are acquaintances among the people. When they see each other, they can't help but ask each other about each other.

When Xue Ling's mother, Madam Xue, saw Yang, she hurried over to bow and asked anxiously, "Madam Yang, is Lijun also in this government office?"

The official positions of the Xue family were not very high, and Xue Ling's father only held a sinecure of the fifth rank.

But Master Xue and Tutor Yang were classmates, and the two families often visited each other in the early years.

Later, when Mr. Xue passed away, the relationship between the two families became more distant.

Madam Yang sighed and replied, "That's right. I don't know what mistakes they made. Madam Xue, do you have any inside information?"

Coming up to greet at this time, naturally he wanted to find out some information.

Mrs. Yang knew what Mrs. Xue wanted to ask, so she had to take the initiative and throw the question back to Mrs. Xue.

She not only knew why they were brought to Jingzhao Yin.

They also knew that the source of this disaster was their own daughter, and her daughter was implicated for no reason.

But she couldn't say this, so she just pretended she didn't know.

When Mrs. Xue heard this, she realized that Mrs. Yang also didn't know the details, so she gave up and stopped asking.

The two exchanged a few polite words, and there was nothing else they could do except wait quietly.

"Squeak-"

The heavy wooden door was finally opened.

The crowd who had been waiting outside the door for a long time were looking for their girls among the crowd that came in and out.

After finding him, after feeling relieved for a moment, I couldn't help but check his body to see if he had any injuries, and then hurriedly asked what had happened.

It’s a pity that no matter who it was, everyone had a tense expression and just shook their heads without saying a word.

There were also younger people who were innocently implicated and started crying and wiping their tears.

Yang searched the crowd but couldn't find her daughter. She hurriedly followed her husband inside. As soon as she entered the hall, she heard bursts of wailing coming from the backyard.

This voice...is Lijun's!

Yang's heart tightened and she quickened her pace to walk inside, but she bumped into two young men and women who were on their way out.

Outside the completely open Jingzhao Prefecture, carriages from various households left in an orderly manner, and for a while the sound of "rumbling" of wheels was heard continuously.

The night wind blew through the hall, ruffling the wide sleeves of the two men.

The young man in the dark blue brocade robe was as handsome as jade, more beautiful and elegant than the woman, but his expression was cold and indifferent.

Behind him followed a girl in a light blue summer dress. Her skin was whiter than snow and she was extremely beautiful, like a crescent moon with a halo or flowers and trees piled with snow. Her beauty was gentle and non-aggressive.

"Uncle, aunt."

Shen Beiqi bowed to them, and Shen Li followed him in bowing.