The green tea system is lying to me again

Chapter 567
"Hu... ma'am?"

Under the white gauze bamboo hat, Princess Hehuan stood there nervously, holding the hem of her skirt tightly, showing a look of bewilderment.

Shi Qing walked over, but asked in a gentle voice: "Where is the princess planning to go?"

"I……"

Princess Hehuan opened her red lips, she didn't know where to start her defense, then she lowered her eyes and stared at the tip of her embroidered shoes.

Shi Qing told the truth: "The general has already led people to look for the princess in the city."

Princess Hehuan raised her head, and Shui Ling's eyes flickered. She took a step forward and explained with a rather urgent expression: "I, I didn't want to escape marriage, I will go back. I just..."

Princess Hehuan's fair face was a little pale under the moonlight.

The girl in the white skirt and bamboo hat fluttered like catkins in the night wind, but the look in her eyes was extremely firm, and she said with difficulty: "There is a person I must see tonight, and I ask my wife to help me."

Princess Hehuan bowed to her, so humble that she had given up her dignity as a princess.

Tomorrow's journey to Yingzhou City is already in Diller's realm.

She married Diller's Great Khan as a princess. Maybe she will die in this life, and she will never have the chance to step into her homeland again, let alone see that person again.

I want to see him, and I want to make it clear that it doesn't matter if I end the relationship, or anything else, I just want to see that person again, bury him in my heart forever, and become an unspeakable secret in this life.

"Okay. I'll go with you."

The intention of Shi Qing's coming here was not to force Princess Hehuan to go back, but to ensure her safety.

On the way, the carrier pigeons of the Daxia Guild sent a secret letter, all of which were to ask Shi Qing to find an opportunity to arrange someone to kill Princess Hehuan before she entered Yingzhou City.

The interest involved is very simple.

Now the Great Zhou Kingdom is involved in the war in the north, and the factions in Gyeonggi are fighting each other. If the marriage fails, once Diller sends troops to attack the south, internal and external troubles, then it will be the best time for Great Xia to restore the country.

So many forces are watching.

It is conceivable that Chu Qi was able to safely escort Princess Hehuan into Beicang City, and how carefully he made secret arrangements in order to ensure nothing goes wrong.

Princess Hehuan ran out without saying a word, which naturally disrupted Chu Qi's plan.

If Shiqing were Princess Hehuan, she wouldn't care about the common people in the world, and she might even collapse the plane.

After all, her priority is not this, they have different positions.

If outsiders enter the game too deeply, it will be counterproductive.

Moderate game, strictly prevent addiction!
Princess Hehuan didn't expect to get such an answer, her wide eyes reflected the lights on the bridge corridor, shining brightly.

The fireworks rising in the city have become colorful.

However, it was difficult for her to calm down, and with the violent heartbeat in her chest, she had mixed feelings.

"Mrs. Xie."

Princess Hehuan nodded deeply, looking at Shi Qing with more gratitude.

Shi Qing said, "Let's go."

Princess Hehuan nodded, clasped her hands in front of her, and rushed to the agreed place.

"and many more."

Almost at the entrance of the alley, Shi Qing suddenly stopped Princess Hehuan, who was walking in front, and pulled her behind.

Princess Hehuan looked back helplessly, "What, what's wrong?"

The uneasiness in my heart grew bigger and bigger.

Shi Qing said softly, "It smells like blood."

Shi Qing slowed down, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and looked into the dark alleyway.

The alley was full of mess and miscellaneous objects. There were more than a dozen corpses of masked men in black lying crookedly on the ground, and there were obvious signs of fighting around them.

The moment Shi Qing raised his head, he saw two shadows swaying at the end of the alley, a line of blood shot up to the sky from his throat, and fell strikingly in the pale moonlight.

(End of this chapter)