My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

"I can't go with you. The old man of the Lin family wants to play chess with me."

Xiao Jinghe was surprised: "You let me go?"

She thought he would tell her not to go. If she wanted to know something, she could just ask him: "Aren't you afraid that Lin Yingchen will say something to sow discord?"

Rong Li didn't explain much.

"Go ahead." He just said, "I know."

Xiao Jinghe frowned. He seemed to be hiding something from her. This was a bit strange.

In the evening, Rong Li called Rong Zhouqing.

"Father."

"Um."

Rong Li was very concise and to the point: "Give me some people."

It was weird to just ask for people without starting or ending. Rong Zhouqing immediately asked: "Why do you want people?"

He didn't reply.

Rong Zhouqing also knew that nothing could be gained by asking, so he solemnly warned: "I can transfer people to you. In a society governed by law, don't let me mess around."

"Yes, father."

The next day, the clouds were clear and the wind was gentle.

Just after noon, the old man of the Lin family moved a chair to the yard and made a pot of tea.

Lin Yingchen came out of the room, smelled the fragrance of tea, and asked, "Grandpa, didn't you make an appointment with Rong Li to play chess?"

The old man pursed his lips: "That kid, let me go." Although Lin Yingchen is not an orthodox Lin family, the old man is still close to her, "You hooked me out of my chess addiction yesterday, you have to accompany me I'll get off."

Mr. Lin likes to play chess, and he is addicted to it. Ever since Rong Li moved out of the compound, he has not played chess for a long time. She only got rid of his addiction yesterday.

Her cell phone rang.

She didn't know who called, which made her smile spread from the corners of her eyes to the tips of her brows. She only answered a few words before hanging up: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I can't play chess with you anymore."

Mr. Lin snorted, not very happy.

Lin Ying returned to the room upstairs and was picking out clothes.

"Who are you going to see?" Han Qingyi was at the door, watching her hurriedly turning the cloakroom into a mess.

She didn't reply. She took a piece of clothing in one hand and asked Han Qing, "Which one is better?"

Han Qing thought for a moment: "Cheongsam."

At 2:50 in the afternoon, Xiao Jinghe had already arrived in Jingbai City. She made an appointment with Lin Yingchen at 3 o'clock and ordered a latte. When the coffee was cold, no one came.

He Liangqing called her and asked her, "Are you free?"

"We have an appointment." Xiao Jinghe looked at the time again. It was already a quarter past three, "What's wrong?"

"I want to invite you to Jingbaicheng, where Jiang Pei is signing autographs." Both of them are Jiang Pei's fans and would go to autograph signings in the past.

Xiao Jinghe was sitting in the seat by the window, which Lin Yingchen had reserved in advance. It was facing the center of the shopping mall outside the window. When she looked up, she could see the stage for the autograph session. Many people came, some of them noisy.

She said to He Liangqing: "I'm here, the coffee shop on the second floor."

What a coincidence.

He Liangqing couldn't make sense and said, "Bring me a copy by the way."

"good."

"Has Rong Li gone?"

Xiao Jinghe said no: "He has something to do."

"Are you alone?" He Liangqing was worried. The murderer of the serial arson case had not been caught yet, so it would be dangerous if he was alone. "I will go with you."

Xiao Jinghe laughed. If the murderer was really so bold and dared to commit murder in public, it would be useless for He Liangqing, a girl with no power to restrain a chicken.

She refused and said comfortingly: "No need to come. Team Chiang sent people to follow." The murderer was not caught. People from the police station have been secretly protecting her. Otherwise, she would not have rashly come to meet Lin Yingchen.

He Liangqing felt relieved and gave a few more instructions before hanging up the phone.

Xiao Jinghe waited for a while, and the coffee was already cold. She raised her hand to summon the waiter and asked for a hot drink: "Please save a seat for me. I'll be out for five minutes."

"good."

Xiao Jinghe got up and went to help He Liangqing bring autographed books. As soon as he reached the end of the line, he heard a few girls next to him talking about the signing being cancelled.

She stood on tiptoe and did not see Jiang Pei, only Jiang Pei's assistant.

The little girl next to me was complaining: "What's going on? I traveled to several cities to get here."

The boy from the team next door answered: "Pei Da's assistant said that Pei Da is not feeling well and can only suspend the signing."

To return without success, the girl was naturally disappointed: "I don't know when I will have to wait until next time."

My companion suggested: "Let's go have something to eat first. There is a good dessert place on the fifth floor."

The boy who answered the call just now was a local and knew better, so he gave a warning: "The fifth floor is being renovated today, but only one teahouse is still open."

The two girls immediately sighed.

After Xiao Jinghe heard the general idea, she could only give up and returned to the coffee shop. She just sat down and took a sip of the hot drink. When she lowered her head, she saw a pair of shiny men's leather shoes.

Jingle bells jingle bells.

There was a wind chime hanging at the door of the teahouse on the fifth floor. When the door was pushed open from the outside, the wind blew the bell and it rang. After listening to it for a long time, I actually felt drowsy.

Lin Ying rubbed her temples, feeling a little dizzy. She poured a cup of tea, but her hands were weak and the tea spilled on the table. The door of the box suddenly opened from the outside and she looked up.

"Bang!"

The cup fell to the ground and shattered.

Ring ring ring ring ring…

An alarm suddenly sounded in Jingbai City.

Except for the teahouse, everything on the fifth floor was closed today. When the decoration workers in various shops heard the noise, they all ran out, moving quickly and without any trace of panic.

They are so well-trained, they are not ordinary decoration workers. If you look closely, they all have wireless headsets on their ears.

"Boss, the alarm is sounding."

"Copy that, stay where you are."

The man stood in the middle of the open space with the widest view, gestured to the people scattered all over the fifth floor, and pressed the helmet on his head.

"Master Rong," he adjusted the sound of the headset, "the person has not passed the exit, he should still be on the fifth floor."

On the other end, Rong Li gave a concise and concise order: "Send the people in the teahouse to a safe place and guard the exit."

"clear."

At around four o'clock, the criminal investigation team received the call.

Team Jiang immediately contacted the fire brigade: "Wen Zheng, there's something going on."

Wen Zheng knew which case he was referring to, and without delay, he walked out and asked, "Where did the incident happen?"

"Jingbaicheng."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zheng took the loudspeaker and immediately arranged for action: "Team three, team four, prepare to dispatch the police."

It was windy today, and the thick smoke above Jingbai City was blown away by the wind. The fire rushed out from the fifth floor, and it burned more and more fiercely in the direction of the wind.

There was a trickle of water, and a thin stream of water flowed from the sink to the floor. A slow-toned English song was playing in the empty bathroom.

"Can you feel me? AsIbreathelifeintoyou...Wantyoutounderstand, It'syouandItogether..."

The people on the ground were awakened by the sound of music. Youyou opened her eyes, and a man's low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"do not move."

Lin Yingchen was stunned, and her eyes met a pair of sinister eyes.

The man wore a hood and a black baseball uniform, with his peaked cap pulled down low. He lowered his head and whistled intermittently. He moved slowly and took out a bottle of inferior red nail polish from his bag.

Her hands and feet were trapped, she had a splitting headache, and she couldn't lift herself up at all.

That cup of tea...

The man dipped his fingernails into the nail polish and applied it to her one by one. Slowly, he raised his head, and two eyes with deep sockets were exposed from the two holes in the black hood. He said, "Why don't you smile?"

He leaned over, blew on the wet nail polish on her nails, and said in a feminine voice, "I dressed you up so beautifully, you smile."

"Smile!"

He roared, laughed again, and cursed a 'bad woman' in a slow tone.

Lin Ying was huddled on the ground, unable to move, and her whole body was trembling.

Why was she kidnapped?

Which step was wrong...

"Inawhilemyflower, somewhereinadeserthaze..."

What was placed on the sink was her mobile phone. She was playing this English song tirelessly, and the man hummed along. After humming for a while, he whistled again, his voice rising and falling, and he took out the red wine glass unhurriedly.

She was lying on the ground, dazed, her vision was a little blurry, but her hearing was extremely clear. The red wine was poured from the bottle into the glass, making a crisp sound.

Red wine is as red as blood.

She suddenly recalled the glass of poisonous wine given by Rong Li in the third year of Yanhong's reign, and his cold eyes at that time.

"It's time for you to hit the road." Rong Li said.

She fell to the ground, shook her head desperately, and instinctively stepped back, never picking up the glass of poisonous wine.

Rong Li, who had never been patient with her, ordered the palace attendants with a cold expression: "Pour it down."

The young father-in-law took the wine and walked towards her. She was held down by two palace maids and could not break free. Her limbs were trembling in fear: "No..." she cried and shouted, "No!"

Rong Li turned a deaf ear.

The palace man forcibly opened her mouth and drank the poisoned wine. She wanted to struggle and spit it out, but she was restrained and unable to move. Her chin was pinched tightly, forcing her to swallow every drop of the poisoned wine. .

The poison that sealed her throat with blood began to burn her internal organs as soon as it entered her throat. The pain caused her to roll on the ground and blood surged up from her chest.

Her clothes and hair were all messed up, and her pupils began to blur. She lay on the ground and crawled forward with difficulty: "Rong Li..."

"My name is taboo," his eyes were devoid of warmth, like a thick layer of ice, "you can't name me."

Except for the late Empress Dowager Wenzheng, only Urnajia Yingchen can call the name of the current emperor.

The emperor was ruthless, and he refused to leave even a single member of her Linhela clan alive. The imperial family's exclusive power was overthrown in one fell swoop, and there was a bloody storm.

She was unwilling to give in and clenched her fists tightly: "If there is an afterlife," a large mouthful of blood gushed out from her throat, and her white palace dress was stained red with blood, "If there is an afterlife, I will definitely kill Urnaji..." Yingchen..."