The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Immersive acting has been played for a long time, and it will feel like this. Later, Lu Heng couldn't help but think, it would be great if he really had such a sister, this is someone he can hardly trust, don't worry about her betrayal, don't worry about her having other goals, and don't worry about her not getting used to the Lu family. When she is an adult, the two will get married naturally, and they don't even need to change their parents' titles.

If only her father had adopted her back in the first place. Unfortunately, no if.

His father was Jin Yiwei. He was cautious, indifferent and suspicious. From the very beginning, he would not bring anyone back home. Lu Heng was born into such a family, and he was destined to never trust another person for the rest of his life.

He brushed off the fluff on Wang Yanqing's face, got up and went to the other side to read the official document. The others are in Baoding Mansion, but the matter in the capital prison is still waiting for him. The emperor's patience is running out. The corruption case of Zhang Yongxiaojing must be resolved as soon as possible.

As for Wang Yanqing, she now mistakenly thinks he is the second brother, so she pleases him in every possible way. Once she knows the truth, she will definitely face him with the sword. All the warmth at this moment is sugar wrapped in poison. The more she trusts him now, the more she will hate him when her memory is restored in the future.

And looking at her appearance, it is not far from this day.

Lu Heng secretly said a pity.

Chapter 19 Fragile

Wang Yanqing didn't know when she fell asleep. She was uneasy in her sleep, as if she was in a void. She kept running, but her limbs were bound, and she couldn't break free no matter what. Suddenly she felt a drop, and Wang Yanqing was shocked and woke up suddenly.

She was still covered with Lu Heng's cape, but he was nowhere to be seen. Wang Yanqing pressed her clothes and sat up slowly.

There was no light in the room, and by the firelight outside the window, I could vaguely see something on the desk. The charcoal basin in the corner has been extinguished for a long time, the room is empty, and the cold air climbs up from the ground, making it especially deserted.

Wang Yanqing's heart froze, Lu Heng left?

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At this moment, Lu Heng was dismounting from the horse. He looked indifferent, casually threw the reins to the person behind him, and strode in: "Where is the person?"

"Back to the commander, in front, it's already surrounded."

Lu Heng originally read the official documents in Baoding Mansion. No matter how immoral he was, he would not take advantage of a sleeping woman. He held the screen and read the official letter from the capital after the case. When he was ugly, Jin Yiwei, who went to the whole city to search the mountains, came back and said that he had been found. Afraid of waking up Wang Yanqing, Lu Heng quietly took someone out without making a sound.

Jin Yiwei has its own intelligence network. When other government agencies see Jin Yiwei handling the case, no one dares to stop him. Therefore, Jin Yiwei really wants to investigate a case and has always been very quick. Only half the night, the front line has results.

After Jin Yiwei found Liang Rong's body, he wanted to pull it back, but Lu Heng refused to let him and went out of the city to check the body in person. At night, according to the law, no entry was allowed, but the person who came was Lu Heng. The city gate guard did not dare to say anything, so he obediently opened the city gate.

Lu Heng took the lead and hardly slowed down. He galloped past the city gate in the cold wind, and it didn't take long to reach the place where the corpse was thrown. Hearing his subordinate's reply, Lu Heng nodded, signaling to lead the way ahead. The leader took the torch himself and carefully led it in front of Lu Heng.

The wind in the winter night was cold and strong, and the cold wind rolled through the deep mountains, whining endlessly, like a baby crying. The light of the fire was swayed left and right by the cold air, and in the dark shadows, Lu Heng vaguely saw a corpse lying in front of him.

There was a man lying down in the ditch. He was about six feet tall, with a thin body and swollen skin. There were signs of corruption on his face, mouth, and nose. He was wearing a heavy black squirrel cloak. The light of the torch was bright and dim, and the light and shadow passed over the body, making it look terrifying.

The Jin Yiwei guards on both sides were afraid that Lu Heng would not like it, so they quickly said: "Commander, this corpse must have been corrupted and smelled for some days. The commander does not need to approach, just wait for your subordinates if you have any instructions."

Lu Heng didn't care and continued to walk forward. He had seen no matter how bloody the prison was, and he was not afraid of a living person, let alone a dead corpse. It was still cold outside, and the corpse was not bad. If it was summer, the corpse would be even more ugly.

Lu Heng stopped beside the corpse, looked at it carefully for a while, and asked, "This is what he looked like at the beginning? Have you ever moved?"

The man who looked like the leader replied: "When the subordinates found the body, they didn't dare to move, and immediately sent someone to answer the commander, but they didn't move."

"Have you called someone to recognize you?"

"I didn't ask the Liang family to come, but there are people in the guard who are familiar with Liang Wei. They came to see and said it was Liang Rong."

Lu Heng nodded, suddenly stretched out his hand to the side and said, "Bring the gloves."

Everyone around was shocked when they heard it: "Commander..."

Lu Heng didn't speak, he raised his eyes and glanced at them coldly, everyone fell silent, and obediently handed the gloves to Lu Heng. Lu Heng put on gloves, pressed the corpse's skin, and untied the cloak around his neck.

This cloak is heavy, and it should be the new cloak the concierge said. Lu Heng untied the cumbersome fur and held down the corpse's throat. Liang Rong's body has been deformed a little, but he can still see that his complexion is cyanotic, his eyes are wide open, his eyes have bloodstains, and his lips and nails are purple-blue.

Lu Heng withdrew his hand, and with a slight movement, the person next to him squatted down to do it for him. Lu Heng didn't stop and said, "Untie his sleeves, be careful not to damage his appearance."

Liang Rong has been throwing his body for half a month. Even though the weather is cold now, the body is slowly decaying, and his limbs have changed a lot. His flesh and blood were connected to his clothes, and it was very difficult to understand. Jin Yiwei snapped a knife and slashed his sleeves from the side.