Escape from the desert with aura: I am the only native in the whole family

Chapter 592 You don't even want such a big backer as Marquis Pingding

During the more than 20 years of hiding and fleeing, she has never had a peaceful night's sleep.

It is because of Ning'er's cautious heart that she can survive until now, otherwise she would have died a long time ago.

Seeing that she was so suspicious, Ah Jiu said helplessly: "Leaving, it is the jade seal that he asked the current sage to cover."

Alan froze on the spot, looking Meng Jiuer up and down, such a big backer is gone?

Ning'er suddenly calmed down, and said mockingly:

"Hmph, men don't have a good thing. I heard that you are no longer a country girl because of your meritorious service. The emperor has pointed out two marriages."

"He's not that kind of person." As soon as Ah Jiu heard Tuoba Yan, he didn't want an explanation as much as before.

In her heart, it wasn't that Tuoba Yan had changed his mind, it was his personality that had changed, and now his heart was full of him smiling and laughing around her all day long.

She thought that after the world was settled, she and Tuoba Yan would spend the rest of their lives together like a pair of children who would never grow up.

"Hmph!" Ning'er now looked at Ah Jiu with pity for her.

Ah Jiu blinked a few times, looked at a certain place in disbelief, and murmured, "Two marriages."

"Yes, the first marriage is the emperor's eldest princess, Nan Yeying. She originally wanted to marry far away, but Empress Li disagreed, so she just seized the opportunity. In the future, Mrs. Tuoba will be the mistress of Pingdinghou's mansion."

Ning'er tried her best to explain the news she got in detail, so as to stimulate this girl, and let her know that all men in this world are the same, including the dog emperor.

"Ah? Princess?" Ah Jiu slowly raised her head, her eyes flushed and she sniffed vigorously: "Then... what about the second door."

"The second door is Ye Qing, the ruler of Shaohua." Ning'er held the stick and looked back at Meng Jiuer, who was pear-blossoming and raining:

"Mr. Ye Qing is relatively low-ranking, but Ye Qing volunteered to marry General Tuoba. In the future, he will at least be the side wife of the Hou Mansion. How about it, am I right?"

"Ye Qing?" Ah Jiu nodded, unexpectedly, she finally got what she wanted.

Ah Jiu suddenly sneered, it doesn't matter if he is the son of King Nanming, as long as he looks the way she likes, he suddenly felt very self-deprecating.

At the beginning, she tried her best to help the man get rid of this relationship, but she didn't expect it to become a joke.

"Do you know?"

"Yeah." Ah Jiu nodded.

At this moment, there was a rattling sound from the prison door chain, and with a click, the prison door opened:

"take away."

Seeing someone come to escort, Ah Jiu's pupils shrank: "What are you doing?" It's not like he's going to be chopped off right now.

"Miss Nine, there are some things that you can't even say to death." Ning'er hurriedly told her, but she was beaten by the jailer:
"Speak less, it will be your turn later."

Ah Jiu is a famous watch, and he is going to be sent to torture to extract a confession.

How to do?For a while, Ah Jiu pretended to be calm, and only when he was calm would he have a clear idea.

At most, they wanted to ask about the origin of that portrait and why, Ah Jiu knew that behind this was the life of the Meng family, Concubine Chang and the child.

Naturally, Ning'er couldn't say it without reminding Ah Jiu.

But how to lie?Ah Jiu racked her brains and suddenly remembered the first adult portrait of a child painted by Mrs. Xue.

Before he finished thinking, Ah Jiu was tied by his hands and fell on the crossbar, with his toes slightly touching the ground. When he came here, he felt that the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice was deep and long, but now he felt so short.

When the gavel sounded, Ah Jiu trembled, and finally came to his senses, the interrogator picked up a piece of paper and read:

"Meng Jiu'er, an employee of Xinghua Village outside Menghua City, aged [-], came to the capital city to find his lost brother, but?"

"Yes." Ah Jiu tried hard to infuse true energy into his feet, making his body lighter, otherwise his hands would be strangled by the rope:
"no no."

Ah Jiu suddenly remembered that as soon as these words fell, the execution jailer next to him whipped Ah Jiu's back, and Ah Jiu was caught off guard.

"Yes or no."

Ah Jiu gritted her teeth in pain, unprepared: "No, that portrait is actually a portrait of my husband when he was a child. I came to Beijing to look for him."

Ah Jiu remembered that the adult portrait of Mrs. Xue's first son was very similar to Tuoba Yan, so he must have looked similar to Mrs. Xue's child when he was a child.

The criminal interrogator was slightly taken aback, and patted the gavel in a half-dead way:

"Then why did the hearing division say that it was the younger brother who was looking for? If you don't tell the truth, you will have to suffer the torture of the Eighteenth National Congress of the Communist Party of China."

(End of this chapter)