C57

Feng Qingxiao curled his lips, and his lips almost touched Yun Zihuang's ear. Suddenly, he deliberately blew a breath of hot air in, which was rather mischievous.

She winced, not paying much attention, thinking he was trying to whisper to her, that he was too close to her. After all, in her previous world, it was normal for men and women to rub shoulders and cuddle. Not to mention the fact that they had yet to come into contact with each other, in the most bustling streets, couples who would often hug and kiss each other were a common sight.

Moreover, as a doctor, she had interacted a lot with the opposite sex over the years. Of course, it was mainly the contact during the treatment of the injured and the sick. In the army, it was a normal thing to have a comrade of the opposite sex with your arm around your shoulder.

"Wuwuwu, my pitiful daughter …"

In the distance, she heard the sound of crying. She reached out to lift the curtain of the carriage to see what was happening outside.

Her wrist was gripped by a big hand. Surprisingly, her rough palm was ice-cold, causing her to feel a deep chill.

"Has the show started?"

Feng Qingxiao nodded and the carriage stopped a little further ahead. Han Feng opened the carriage's curtain himself.

Yun Zi Huang leaned out of the carriage and two maidservants dressed in male attire immediately came over. Before the maidservants could put down the stools in their hands, she had already jumped down from the carriage. When he looked back, he saw the War God King gracefully flying out of the carriage and landing on the prepared chair.

She stared with wide eyes. What kind of martial arts was this?

So powerful!

The lethal poison has yet to be cured. It has only been a few days since his injury was treated, and he can still fly?

The surrounding guards were tightly guarded, blocking all eyes. Fortunately, this was a quiet alleyway, and there weren't many people in normal times. She walked into the courtyard and went upstairs. She did not know where she was, so she silently followed Feng Qingxiao.

"Heavens, how am I supposed to live …"

The mournful wail entered his ears in an instant, and was followed by the hubbub of voices coming from outside the window.

There were fruit snacks and hot tea on the table next to the window, and the two of them sat on the edge of the window. She stuck out her head and saw that it was bustling with noise and excitement. Many people were gathered there and were discussing amongst themselves. After listening for a while, she couldn't help but curl her lips. The good show at the Censorate had already begun, so she had come at the perfect time.

The back door of the Censorate should not have been so lively, but because of a few people crying loudly, it attracted a lot of people.

There was a crooked carriage at the side, and the ground was covered with blood and corpses.

She couldn't help but take a deep look at Feng Qingxiao. The one who died was the maid that she returned to the sect, the maid that Yun Xianlian had given her. At that time, the main crime was being a great slut who had committed crimes against his superiors, causing his hands and feet to be dirty. Of course, she intentionally sent the maidservants back. Naturally, she had plans for the future and had the hidden guards monitor them closely.

Afterwards, she let Yun Shou go to the Censor Manor with a list of items that had been lost. Although she had come up with this idea, she did not know how effective it would be. The old housekeeper played a key role in this. If Yun Feiyan was willing to suffer this loss, he would definitely become angry and severely punish these maidservants.

Yun Feiyan was unwilling to admit it, so it didn't matter. She was very willing to spread the news and send it to the government for trial.

No matter what choice Yun Feiyan made, the one who was at a disadvantage was destined to be the Censor. The first choice, would be to pay a high price. The second option, for the censor, was much more serious than money. It was inevitable that his reputation would be ruined, and he was afraid that his career would come to an end.

These were obviously the analysis done for her by the old butler Yun Shoucheng. He indeed looked like a good person now.

A few unlucky maidservants were severely punished by the Censor. It seemed like they had been tortured for the past few days and had finally died. Regardless of whether it was Yun Feiyan who was behind this or Yun Xianzi who was behind this, it was all a disgraceful matter in the Censorate. Yun Feiyan could not escape the blame for this, and her reputation was ruined!

She smiled as she watched the fun below. This director of Feng Qingxiao had profound skills!

Not a single part of the corpses' clothes were intact, as they had all turned into strips of cloth and broken steps, fluttering in the wind.

The few young women that died were all riddled with wounds. Because their clothes weren't covering their bodies, their wounds were exposed to the outside.

A few of their originally delicate faces were now covered in finger marks, and were now covered in bruises and bruises. Most of their bodies were exposed to the wind. There were all kinds of wounds, and they could not bear to look at them.

"Heavens, this is too cruel …"

"Wuu … wuu …" So pitiful! "

"There isn't even a single good spot on my body. The Censor's estate really doesn't have any humanity at all …"

The surrounding discussion undoubtedly brought this show to an unprecedented climax.

The Censorate had also sent out servants to drive away the onlookers, but they were all stopped by a few people who were crying bitterly. They cursed the Censorate for being cruel and unscrupulous, for disregarding human life. He wanted Yun Feiyan to come out, wanted his to report to the authorities, wanted the Censor's residence to compensate his precious daughter's life!

The surrounding people also refused to let the servants of the Censorate take the corpses back. Some even said that they had already reported the matter to the officials.

The Censor was not a prince or a duke. There were no private guards, nor was there any good guarding the manor. Some of the servants were only ordinary people, how could they block such a large crowd of onlookers? Moreover, many of the people around him were young and strong.

"Aiya …" The Censor has killed someone! "

A sharp voice resounded from far away in the back alley of the Censor Manor. Someone cried out in a stern voice, "God damn the Censor Manor. The Censor has killed someone! "

The servants of the Censorate, who were chasing away the surrounding people in order to take the corpses away, could not help but be startled.

A person suddenly fell face first onto the ground under the pushing of a servant of the Censor's manor. His body was twitching. He had less air and more breath, so it seemed like he was going to die soon.

"The Censor has killed someone!"

It was unknown who shouted, but following that, the surrounding people started to shout loudly, causing the crowd to burst into an uproar!

The servants of the Censor's mansion were so frightened that they quickly retreated. They were only servants. If they were charged with a heinous crime, it would be hard for them to keep their lives. Moreover, they were worried that the few maids who were beaten to death would be blamed on them.

The steward was inwardly lamenting his bad luck. This was originally a very secretive matter, but who would have thought that such a thing would happen!?

Seeing that it was already late, he hastily wrapped up the few maids who had been tortured to death and loaded them into a horse carriage to be transported out of the Censorate. If he wanted to rush out of the city before the city gates closed, he would have to find a remote place to bury him. Who would have thought that just as the carriage left the back door of the Censor's mansion, it suddenly broke down and the corpses on the carriage fell down as well?

Coincidentally, someone passed by the back alley and saw the fallen body. They even rushed over and cried, saying that it was their daughter!

In the blink of an eye, many people had already gathered in the back alley where few people had passed by.

This must have been premeditated!

The manager trembled. At this time, if he didn't understand this logic, then his life would be in vain.

"Who are you people? How dare you cause trouble in front of the Censorate? "

Yun Feiyan walked out, his face full of anger, and pointed at the servants who were pushed to the front of the door.