The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

At this moment, San Yiniang stood up suddenly, walked over to look outside, closed the door again, then walked back to her original seat, lowered her voice, and said——

"Actually, I wasn't the one who killed Su Hu. At that time, my stomach hurt so much that I didn't even have the strength to walk. How could I have the strength to kill someone?"

Bi'er and Xiangqiao heard this, with surprised expressions on their faces, "What? Then... who was the murderer?" They never thought that another person would appear in Xiahe Garden that day.

"If I can't say it, I'm afraid you won't believe it, even I can't believe it myself." Third Aunt recalled that she was waiting to die with her eyes closed, and then she heard a muffled groan, and when she opened her eyes, Su Hu had already collapsed on the ground. on the ground.

"Then who is going to help us?" The two were really curious.

"Yes..." Third Aunt paused and said, "It's Eight Aunt."

"Ba Yi Niang?!" The two screamed in low voices, "How could it be her?"

"I also wonder how she came here just in time, and...she looks good, not like usual, she killed Su Hu. I asked her why she helped me, and she only said four words. So entrusted, I left in a hurry, and I didn't have time to ask anything."

"Entrusted by someone?" Both of them showed puzzled expressions on their faces, "Then, who was entrusted by her?"

*

After five days.

Shengjing has finally arrived.

This means that Su Yueming is getting farther and farther away from Da Zhou, farther and farther away from the prince, and farther and farther away from the prime minister's mansion.

After he cut off Gong Yue's hand that day, she no longer walked behind the carriage with iron chains on foot, and he didn't stop Ying Lie from asking a doctor to treat her wound again.

However, the people around Murong Canghai ignored her sarcasm and even turned a respectful distance to her. They still couldn't figure out who this "Miss Three" in Ying Lie's mouth was, and why she was able to ride in the same boat with their god, the King of the North Courtyard. carriage.

Everyone saw her as if they saw a plague god, and hurried away.

She never minded, and automatically ignored everyone.

The reason why she stayed here silently, without making any movements, was to recuperate her body as soon as possible, and the purpose of recuperating her body was only one——

Go back to Dazhou.

"King of the North Courtyard! King of the North Courtyard!" A faint voice came from outside.

Su Yueming stretched out his hand, opened the curtain of the carriage and looked out, only to see——

In the distance, on top of the tall city tower, the flag of Daqin fluttered in the wind. Before it reached the city wall, it could already feel the imposing momentum.

On the high wall, three thousand high-spirited soldiers held long swords and faced their direction, just to welcome the returning god.

Under the city tower, thousands of soldiers stood on top of black horses, all of them holding flags and wearing swords, shouting——

"The King of the North Court! The King of the North Court!"

Every sound is deafening and pierces the sky; every sound reveals admiration and admiration for the King of the North Courtyard.

That undisturbed imposing manner has a sense of dominance over the world, and the prosperity of Daqin's power can also be glimpsed from it.

Su Yueming discovered that compared with Daqin, there was still a long way to go between Dazhou and Daqin. If Daqin was in trouble, it would be destroyed, and Dazhou would soon be defeated like a mountain.

Great Zhou is like an apple with a rotten core, no matter how wise and mighty His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is, he will not be able to quickly recover his national power in a short period of time and catch up with the strength of Great Qin.