The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"Yes, but although this matter will not affect you, what about the Zhenbei General's Mansion and the Qingguo Duke's Mansion?" Su Haoqing asked subconsciously, but seeing Huo Mingheng still drinking tea leisurely there, He suddenly came back to his senses.

"You..." Su Haoqing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to say it, so he could only look like he was in disbelief.

When Luo Liyan saw him like this, she immediately guessed what Huo Mingheng was planning.

But since she didn't understand the situation between Shengguo and DPRK, she couldn't just guess the possibility.

"It's exactly what you think. I'm a man of tricks, so I can't let someone plot against me in vain." Huo Mingheng curled his lips, and although his smile was elegant, it gave people a creepy feeling.

When Luo Liyan heard what he said, she almost understood what he meant.

There are still 13 days left before the competition, which means he gives his parents 13 days to deal with the matter of the concubine paying for the murder.

If he couldn't give an explanation, then he would definitely win the competition.

Prince Rong's Mansion cannot take advantage of a ten-year-old child, but the blame will be placed on the Duke of Qing's Mansion and General Zhenbei's Mansion. The two families are bound to suffer serious consequences in the court.

This is really a bad way to injure the enemy a thousand times and damage yourself eight hundred times.

Although Luo Liyan didn't agree with Huo Mingheng's calculation, it was undeniable that this was the only way that everyone could find no fault with, but at the same time, he could deceive both his parents.

A child less than eleven years old has defeated all the famous families in the capital in kung fu, and that is not a sign of power.

In this way, even if he has not yet become an official, many ministers with righteous minds will have a good impression of him.

And his parents can also be punished, and there is no way to blame him. At most, they can just criticize and mention a few words.

This kid really has more twists and turns than I do.

Luo Liyan looked at the calm Q-shaped little face and suddenly became curious about what a person like him who was so scheming at a young age looked like.

However, Luo Liyan silently endured the thought of spending 1,000 soft girl coins to unlock her true appearance.

"Okay, I've said all that needs to be said, you can go." Huo Mingheng put down the tea cup, then pointed to a few gift boxes placed aside, "Remember to take your things with you."

"What good thing did you give me? I'm telling you, I won't accept it if it's not good." Su Haoqing finished talking about the business and his attitude became more casual.

"You can stay if you don't like it." Huo Mingheng still looked like he wanted to be beaten.

Su Haoqing rolled his eyes at him with disgust, "What are you doing here? As long as it is a gift from you, I will take it away no matter what it is. However, my father and mother knew that I came to your place to play, so I brought gifts back. They must have a purpose, and if you send it too poorly, I'm afraid it will leave a bad impression in their minds."

Huo Mingheng raised his head, his eyes shining brightly on him. Just when Su Haoqing couldn't resist and wanted to compromise, he said: "They will be satisfied."

When Su Haoqing heard this, he immediately smiled with joy, "Good brother, I know you are the most reliable in doing things."

No one in the court knew that his father was addicted to tea, and this year's tribute to Yuqian Maojian was distributed among the Duke of Qing's palace, so they must all be in his hands.