Chapter 326 Song Zhaosiyu Seizes Power 3

Song Zhao thought for a while, and helped Song Jinfu onto Fu Nanqian, "Recite carefully."

After tossing and tossing, she lost a lot of strength, and she couldn't help such a big man as Song Jinfu.

Fu Nanqian memorized Song Jinfu almost with tears of gratitude, feeling that he had found the meaning of coming here.

Immediately afterwards, Song Zhao picked up the semi-conscious presiding judge with one hand, and dragged him away like a dead dog.

"Sister Zhaozhao..." Duan Yunsui half propped himself up and called Song Zhao to stop.

"Call me Song Zhao." Song Zhao stared at him with downcast eyes, his pupils were so dark that they seemed to swallow up the light in the world, unable to let in any warmth, "I'm not that familiar with you."

Duan Yunsui's expression froze slightly, his pupils were fixed, "For a concubine, you killed His Royal Highness' dead soldiers and made a mess of the Criminal Department, His Highness will not let you go.

Song Zhao, you'd better admit your mistakes to His Highness the Crown Prince. Only by standing in line with the Crown Prince can you and the Song family survive. Don't mess with Si Yu anymore. "

"As for me, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

Song Zhao raised his eyes, his black and white pupils were covered with red bloodshot eyes, like a fairy in the dark night, extremely penetrating, "Please trouble your lackey, go tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

When referring to His Highness the Crown Prince, Song Zhao's voice was never colder than before.

Afterwards, the chuckle was wrapped in coldness,

"It's not over."

*

On the other side, the head arresters of Dali Temple gathered all the arresters and were on their way to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for rescue.

"Wu Zuo said that the second girl Song went to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to rescue Song Sizheng alone. Isn't she rushing to die?"

"We came so many steps late, and we don't know what inhuman torture Miss Song Er has gone through."

"Speaking of which, the second girl of Song Dynasty bravely broke into Longtan and Tiger's Den for a concubine cousin like Song Sizheng. She can also be called a heroine, and she can be crowned princess!"

The head catcher sneered, "... I think she is a meat bun beating a dog and never returning. Do you know how scary the chief interrogator in the Ministry of Criminal Justice is?!"

And who are the dead men cultivated by the prince? Miss Song's family is delicate and weak.

If you punch down, is there still life? !

When they were not far from the Ministry of Justice, the head catcher signaled everyone to get off their horses first, and surrounded the Ministry of Justice quietly, so as not to alert the enemy, which was not good for saving people.

When they approached the door, they found dead bodies lying on the ground.

Seeing the always calm catch head sweating on his forehead.

The police officers suddenly realized the urgency of the situation, and looked at each other, "It's terrible, so many people have died, we may be too late, the ashes of the second girl Song must have been thrown away."

The catcher's legs were shaking, Second Miss Song was the favorite of the Song family, if something happened, it might not end well!

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Rush in directly to save the hostage, Second Miss Song, and kill anyone who dares to stop her!"

"Follow!"

The head catchers agreed, and they lifted the guy up to rush in.

At this time, Fu Nanqian ran out happily with Song Jinfu on his back.

Everyone saw this scene, and some didn't react.

Immediately afterwards, a little girl stained with blood came out from inside.

The little girl was covered in blood, but she gave people a kind of pure inspiration that was free from vulgarity.

On the palm-sized face, with cat's eyes, the scenery of autumn water and mountains is shining, and the appearance is exquisite, especially the bones, which make people unable to take their eyes off with just one glance.

As she walked out, the skirt swayed in a hazy arc in mid-air. Under the refraction of the light, the corners of the skirt shone with a faint light, which was beautifully tight.

The head catcher thought, all of this is too beautiful, but if you ignore the unknown thing dragging on her hand.

Might be more harmonious.

"Help."

It is said that men don't flick their tears lightly, but they haven't reached the point of sadness.

The presiding judge was dragged away by Song Zhao, his half-cut hand was not bandaged, and he was grinding on the ground bleeding all the way, the pain made him feel worse than death.

'Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo' and swallowing bloody spit, he blurred his vision and saw the people on the other side of Dali Temple, his eyes bursting with desire for life, "Take, take me away, if I Guilty, please let the law punish me..."

Instead of letting Song Zhao, a terrible woman, torture him.

It hurts, he really hurts.

Tian Dao Lun Hui was not happy with his response, and he finally experienced the pain of being abused.

Everyone, "..."

They looked at the headhunter tacitly.

Is this the terrible interrogator you said?

Headhunter, "..."

Dude, I'm fucking on the spot dude.

His brain froze and he blurted out "Hey!!! Hostage!

What's the matter with you as a hostage, you released that kidnapper for me as a hostage! "

Everyone, "???"

Sounds like a bit of a role reversal.

Song Zhao squeezed the pantothenic acid wrist, threw the chief interrogator on the ground, and said lightly, "People are optimistic, just keep your breath."

After a pause, he explained again, "Suppress the news and don't spread it to the Song family."

The head catcher said yes in awe, and never dared to underestimate women again.

*

Fu Nanqian got into the carriage brought by Dali Temple with Song Jinfu on his back, and followed Song Zhao's instructions to drive all the way to the Divine Doctor Gate.

Song Zhao's state at this time is not suitable for Song Jinfu's treatment.

So after arriving at the genius doctor's school, Song Zhao asked the door owner to do the first aid for Song Jinfu by himself.

Song Zhao stood outside the emergency room with her legs bent against the wall. Her face and hands were covered with blood, which had dried up, and she looked a little gloomy.

Fu Nanqian handed over a cup of hot water, "Song Jia Zhaozhao, go and have a rest."

Song Zhao lowered his head, looking gloomy.

She didn't pick up the glass of water, and she didn't move.

After a while, there were hurried footsteps.

Fu Nanqian looked up and saw Si Yu, who had heard the news, walking in military boots.

"Great governor, you are here. Your family Zhaozhao is very prestigious today." Fu Nanqian chattered excitedly, telling the story of Song Zhao's massacre in the Ministry of Punishment.

Just now at the scene, I was only afraid and didn't feel it.

Looking back now, Fu Nanqian is very excited.

When Si Yu came, he almost heard the ins and outs from Dali Temple. His eyes fell on Song Zhao, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine as long as you don't have anything to do."

He walked towards Song Zhao, and said to Fu Nanqian, "Go get a pot of hot water and get a clean towel."

"Okay." Fu Nanqian took the order to go to work.

Si Yu took off the cloak on his body, walked over from behind, put it on Song Zhao's body, and said in a low voice, "How is the third brother?"

Song Zhao didn't say anything for a while.

Si Yu was also very patient and did not rush.

After a while, she seemed to come back to her senses, blinked her dry eyes, and said warmly, "The time is just right, I can save my life."

Hearing this, Si Yu gently rubbed Song Zhao's hair with his big hands, "Don't worry, I'll wait with you."

After a while, the door of the emergency room opened, and the owner of the door came out with a solemn expression.

Song Zhao looked up at him.

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