Chapter 175 - 175 Song Yunfeng Dies
Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen
175 Song Yunfeng Dies
Before she could recover from her first wound, Liu Lingâer cut her face a second time.
The pain caused her body to convulse and struggle violently. Seeing that she was about to lose control of her body, Liu Lingâer stabbed her shoulder twice more. The moment she pulled out the knife, blood gushed out and splashed onto her face. Liu Lingâer did not care at all, instead, she laughed even more wildly.
Song Yunfeng fell to the ground as if she had completely lost all her strength. Her eyes turned gray and she looked at the front with empty eyes.
Liu Lingâer clicked her tongue in disgust. âHow boring.â
After saying that, she quickly scratched Song Yunfengâs face a few more times. She did not let her go until she had completely scratched her face. During this process, Song Yunfeng did not make a sound. Only her slightly trembling eyelashes proved that she was still alive.
Deputy Prefect Liuâs men came in from the door. Seeing that there was not much reaction, he said, âMiss, itâs almost dawn. Please hurry up.â
Liu Lingâer snorted and said that she understood. Then, she directly stabbed Song Yunfeng in the chest. This time, Song Yunfeng was completely dead.
Deputy Prefect Liuâs men pulled out the knife and carried her to the bed. They threw a lighter on the bed. The flames quickly lit up the bedding. Soon, the courtyard was ablaze, Deputy Prefect Liuâs men left with Liu Lingâer without looking back.
Because it was midnight and the courtyard was isolated, the fire was not discovered until dawn. By then, the house had been burned to ashes.
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Ming Zhiyan had rushed back to Shifeng County with her men, the group of people came and left with great fanfare, leaving only the surrounding crowd to fantasize endlessly.
Since last night, there had been busybodies who were itching to sleep. Early in the morning, after the curfew, they hurriedly got up to search for traces of that group of people. Later, someone saw them outside the prefectâs residence. For a moment, the surrounding crowd all swarmed over.
âHey, what do you think the Prefect has done? He was actually surrounded by officials. Isnât he the biggest official? Why would anyone still dare to surround him?â
âWho said heâs the biggest official? Heâs only the biggest official in Cairo City. There are many people in the Capital who are older than him. Maybe he offended those officials before he was caught.â
âWhat? The Prefect was caught? Itâs good that he was caught. Heâs not a good person anyway. Iâm going to buy a firecracker to celebrate.â
âShh â you guys are talking nonsense here. If heâs not caught, be careful of your life!â
As soon as these words were said, the scene immediately fell silent for a moment.
However, in the next moment, someone refuted.
âThen Song Yuancheng must have been caught! Otherwise, why are so many officials surrounding his residence? They must be afraid that he will escape! What are you all blindly afraid of?â
Before they could finish speaking, they saw the door of the Prefectâs residence open.
For a moment, everyone craned their necks to look, and the scene fell silent.
They saw a young man in his teens striding in front, his face filled with indifference. Behind him, a group of officers followed. All of them were dressed in black armor, and their faces were solemn and solemn, looking extremely imposing.
After they came out, the officers who had surrounded the manor all lined up and left behind them.
Ming Zhiyan had sent Jian Qingqing and the injured out first, then returned to investigate the dungeon. He had not expected to find nothing. That Song Yuancheng was really cunning!
However, a fox would always reveal its tail. One day, he would definitely bring him to justice.
After they left, the surrounding crowd started discussing again.
âLooks like they didnât take anyone with them. They shouldnât be here to capture the Prefect, right?â
âThatâs it. Could it be that our conversation just now was heard by others?â
Immediately, the surrounding crowd began to flee, afraid that if they ran too slowly, they would be caught by the Prefect Song.
Although the crowd dispersed, the rumors about the night were still circulating.