Real Legs and Fake Legs

Working for Jinghong was not the same as working for the imperial court, although the results were the same.

Si Yingzong's dim eyes lit up, but they quickly returned to normal. "I have two more conditions."

Chu Qingzhi walked over. "Tell me."

Si Yingzong looked up at Tang Jinghong. "First, kill my superior. Second, help me find my sister-in-law's son."

"Your sister-in-law's son?" Tang Jinghong frowned slightly. Wasn't Si Yingzong the only one left in the Si family?

Si Yingzong explained, "When the late emperor sent people to kill my family, my sister-in-law just gave birth to a child. The people from the imperial court didn't know of that child's existence. My sister-in-law placed the child in the rice jar. Later, I went back to look for him. There was no baby or corpse in the rice jar. He must have been taken away."