"Qian Xingzhi, what exactly do you want?"
"Your Highness, I only wish to keep my life."
Jun Fuying wasn't buying it. "If you wanted to keep your life, why come to Shengjing at all? I could give you fame, fortune, and rank. But as for mixing up the royal bloodline, Lord Qian, you'd better keep that buried in your stomach."
The guards finally reported that in the mansion's remote, uninhabited wing, behind a pond, Jie Lingqiu was found half-submerged in the water.
Jun Fuying was dumbfounded. He stammered at Qian Xingzhi, "You... you dared to kill him..."
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