Ling Ge nodded expressionlessly, knowing that it was Gong Jiyin who had secretly rescued her just now. After scanning the seemingly normal cave, she left with the remaining people.

Outside the cave, the Imperial Master and Yi Zhuo were whispering something, both of them frowning, obviously something was not good.

Ling Ge stepped forward and asked, "Where is Chen Pu?"

Yi Zhuo shook his head, "I haven't seen anyone since I came out. I can't find him anywhere."

The Imperial Master was more relaxed and relaxed, and shook his sleeves and said: "He must have a teleportation talisman on him, and he may have gone somewhere now. However, he was caught by us and lost one of his left hands. His cultivation must have been greatly affected."

damage."

"If Song Fengming was smart, he wouldn't protect him anymore. As long as we tell the world about this, Chen Pu will be like a rat crossing the street and no one will dare to take him in."

Yi Zhuo looked at Song Mao who was being carried behind him, "Dead?"

"Yes," Ling Ge nodded nonchalantly, "just now he suddenly broke away and tried to kill me, but I kicked him to death."

"So are you hurt?"

"fine."

The Imperial Master turned his eyes in disgust, "If you don't repent even when you are about to die, it will be easier for you to kick him to death! When his crime is told to the world, he will not be unjust even if he is cut into pieces with a thousand knives!"

Yi Zhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "The sins he should have committed are his. Even if he dies, they cannot be offset. Father will naturally make a decision after returning to the capital."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and the group immediately returned to Beijing.

After descending the mountain, Ling Ge and Yi Zhuo got on their horses together, and the Imperial Master actually rode a white horse beside them, leading the three of them side by side.

But not far away, I saw a wide mountain road lined with densely packed people, all dressed as ordinary people.

When a group of people saw them, they suddenly shouted, "It's Miss Zhuo, it's Miss Zhuo! And that benefactor! He's the benefactor of our Majia Village!"

Ling Ge looked at him in surprise. Sure enough, those people looked familiar. They were all the mountain residents of Majia Village who had been rescued that night.

But immediately someone was surprised and said: "This is the third prince!"

"What, the third prince?"

"Yes! I went to see the third prince when he returned to the court in triumph. He was really the third prince!"

"It turns out that the third prince personally came to investigate the missing case. No wonder he was caught so quickly!"

The mountain people were discussing it hotly, and the names of the third prince and Miss Zhuo spread quickly, like the spring breeze in the mountains.

Going further, a group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning appeared among the mountain people. Their faces were full of tears. When they saw the three people leading the way, they knelt down on the roadside and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Third Prince, for finding the bones of our relatives!"

"Thank you, Miss Zhuo, for catching those bad guys!"

"We have nothing to repay, we can only ask God to bless these two noble people!"

Ling Ge and Yi Zhuo dismounted their horses and helped them up respectively, but they dragged them back and stuffed them with many local products from the mountains.

When he got back on his horse, the imperial master's beard was curled up and he seemed a little unhappy.

"Why don't they know me?"

Ling Ge snickered, "The Imperial Master has a distinguished status and lives in a temple. Ordinary people can't see the Imperial Master, so of course they don't recognize him."

Yi Zhuo coughed lightly and said, "The situation was successfully controlled today, and the Imperial Master is the first to do so. When Father Emperor issues a decree to commend him, the people will naturally know that this great mage with immortal style is the Imperial Master."

The Imperial Master immediately nodded with satisfaction, "That's fine, I should get closer to the people in the future."

Ling Ge glanced at Yi Zhuo teasingly.

Well, you third prince, I thought you were steady and calm, decisive and ruthless in killing enemies, but I didn’t expect you to be so smooth with your flattery!

Yi Zhuo turned away embarrassedly, and there seemed to be a suspicious redness on his dark face.

After a while, he turned to Ling Ge and said, "The news must have been reported to the emperor by now. As a hero, Miss Zhuo must face you."

"If my father asks, just tell me that you were raised by your aunt. Recently, your aunt passed away due to serious illness and you came to Beijing to find your relatives. I have arranged all the household registration matters."

"Last time you said you wanted to ask me for a favor. I remembered it. If you need anything, just let me know at any time."

Ling Ge's eyes became meaningful.

What she wanted Yi Zhuo to do before was to solve the household registration matter. After all, she couldn't hide all the time, and she didn't want to have anything to do with the Song family anymore.

An open and innocent household registration is crucial for her to find her parents in the future, and the third prince can easily do it with just one sentence.

Now, before she opens her mouth, Yi Zhuo is already thinking about her?

Ling Ge nodded lightly, "Thank you, Third Prince."

"It's a trivial matter, but Miss Zhuo is famous and you will tell me later."

"Okay." Ling Ge smiled easily.

After entering the capital, there were not only many people watching the excitement along the street, but more and more. Everyone gathered on the roadside to look at the horrifying corpses and Song Mao with his pigtails. The focus of the discussion was also different.

"This person who kills people and practices evil arts is the young master of the Song family?"

"No! It's the Song family who was exposed for holding a funeral a while ago!"

"I didn't expect that his wife died in such an unclean manner, and that his son would actually do such a thing! It's really not like a family does not stay in the same house."

"That's right! I've only heard that their daughter is very talented in cultivation, but I didn't expect her to be so talented? It's true that the whole family is nothing!"

"Hey, are this Song family and that aristocratic family the Song family together?"

"Yes! They are from the same branch! The century-old house of the Song family has now closed its doors, saying that it is closed to guests!"

"Hahahaha, after such a scandal, I really don't dare to see anyone anymore!"

…

The people talked more and more lively, and the Song family's reputation was drowned in saliva. Occasionally, there were voices thanking Miss Zhuo and the third prince, lingering around the team.

Ling Ge glanced at Yi Zhuo again.

Why does she feel like this is the work of the third prince?

The western suburbs are far away from the inner city, and what happened there has never been reported to the capital. However, the people are clearly treating the Song family as a joke by raising troops and mobilizing people.

If no one adds fuel to the fire, this effect would not be possible.

The prince hardly interacts with the Song family. The fourth prince is busy avoiding suspicion. Only the third prince has become enemies with the Song family. It is right to destroy the reputation of the Song family first.

Hey, it turns out that the third prince is not only good at flattering, but also playing tricks!

Yi Zhuo straightened his body upright this time. Even though he knew Ling Ge was watching him, he refused to look back and walked straight to the palace without squinting.

Sure enough, the emperor sent someone to wait at the palace gate and sent a message to them to go directly to the imperial study.

Except for the Imperial Guardsmen who carried Song Mao and his mummy, the rest of the Imperial Guardsmen returned to their camps. Ling Ge and the other three went in to recover.

The Emperor of Anlong Kingdom, Yi Junhao, is already fifty-ninth this year. He is not considered very old in a world where cultivators are everywhere, but as an ordinary person with no cultivation, he is already past his prime.

But such an ordinary person who has never practiced cultivation can actually withstand the pressure of so many sects and establish a stable and peaceful Anlong Kingdom. It has to be called a miracle.

Ling Ge walked all the way to the imperial study, imagining what this strange emperor would look like.

The palace has lush flowers and plants, and the architecture is grand. Although it is exquisite and elegant, it is far from the splendor of many palaces that Lingge saw in his previous life.

This couldn't help but make Ling Ge curious, is it because Anlong Kingdom is too poor to build a good palace, or is it because the emperor doesn't like luxury?

In the spacious imperial study room, Ling Ge, Yi Zhuo, and the Imperial Master bowed their heads in salute.

After the Long Case, the splendid man raised his head, his bright yellow imperial uniform made him particularly energetic.

Ling Ge was a little surprised. Yi Junhao had a lean figure and wrinkles on his face. He smiled kindly and looked like an ordinary sixty-year-old grandfather without the airs and domineeringness of an emperor.

Compared with the third prince Yi Zhuo next to him and the fourth prince Yi Wenhao in his memory, Yi Zhuo was the most intimidating.

Yi Junhao walked down the steps and said, "Zhuo'er, is this Miss Zhuo you mentioned?"

"Back to Father, it's her."

"Zhuo Lingge, see the emperor." Lingge saluted again.

Yi Junhao gave him a hand and said with a hearty smile: "I should thank Miss Zhuo for saving my son, and I should also thank Miss Zhuo for settling the matter in the western suburbs so quickly. The sorcery matter did not become a big deal.

I am very relieved."

The first sentence is said as a father, and the latter sentence is said as an emperor.

Ling Ge smiled politely and said, "Your Majesty, I only made a small effort."

Yi Junhao nodded and looked seriously at Yi Zhuo and the Imperial Master, "Has the matter been verified?"

"It has been verified that Song Mao, a direct descendant of the Song family, was caught on the spot today, and he and Chen Pu, the elder of the Song family, were using evil magic to refine blood pills. The bones of the mountain people who had disappeared before have also been found. It is true that they were all killed because they were used to refine blood pills.

Killed." Yi Zhuo replied respectfully.

The Imperial Master also nodded, "Song Mao resisted and was killed. The rest of the bones have been brought back so that the Emperor can have a look."

Yi Junhao glanced outside and his face became solemn, "This matter is not trivial. Yi Zhuo, please send someone to the Song family to search for all possible witnesses and physical evidence. There must be no omissions."

"yes!"

"When the evidence is conclusive, I want to see what kind of explanation Song Fengming can give me..."
To be continued...