The next princess is too cruel

Chapter 132 Interrogation of Prisoners
Nangongde's hands were trembling uncontrollably because of his sadness, he picked up Wushuang's hand, and put the bracelet into her wrist after a lot of effort.

Just as Nangong De was about to put down Wushuang's hand, suddenly, he seemed to think of something, his body froze suddenly, and his eyes fixed on Wushuang's wrist.

This is a good right wrist, but what about the little red mole?
On her right wrist, there is obviously a small red mole, although it is as small as a sesame seed, but it is there, and he remembers the location clearly, it is not bad at all, it is on the inside of the wrist.

That little red mole has been with her since she was a child, and has never grown up. It was always the size of a sesame seed, but why is it gone now?
Is it...

Nangong De seemed to think of something, he held back the ecstasy in his heart, looked at Wu Shuang's face again, put down Wu Shuang's hand, touched the corpse's face with his hand, and felt its trueness with his heart. Fake.

Wushuang saw her father's abnormality not far away. Others may not know it, but she knew it. She knew very well that it must be her father who noticed that there was no red mole on the wrist of the corpse when he was wearing the bracelet. .

Wushuang looked down at the little red mole on his right wrist. The little red mole was really small, only the size of a sesame seed, and it just grew on the inner side of the wrist.

Bai Junyi looked at Wushuang, and was surprised to see that the corners of Wushuang's mouth curled up slightly, as if smiling, and the smile was full of relief.

A trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes, and he followed her gaze to look at the red mole. The smart man immediately thought of something, and he put her hand down with no expression on his face, and gave her a doting smile.

This girl is really sensitive.

Nangongde must have discovered it because he was so shrewd, hehe, how can a general who can command millions of troops be a fool?
Hei Yanyue didn't notice it for a while because he was too sad.

If it wasn't for that bracelet, Nangong De, who was heartbroken to death, would never have been able to find out. Since he knew that Wushuang was not dead, Wushuang's heart should also be relieved.

Hehe, I really hope that his father-in-law will not make any trouble for him!

Next to the coffin, Nan Gongde touched the face of Wushuang's corpse for a long time, but he didn't feel whether it was real or not, but he was sure in his heart that this corpse was definitely not Wushuang.

A mask can easily change a person's appearance, but the physical characteristics cannot be changed. The red mole has been with Wushuang for 16 years. It is impossible that the red mole will disappear once she dies.

Now there is only one explanation, this corpse is not his Shuang'er, since it is not his Shuang'er, is it his Shuang'er?

Could it be... This is a trick that Shuang'er deliberately made to escape the imperial decree and the entanglement of Black Flame Moon?
Nangongde's mind was spinning all over the place, as expected of a general leading millions of troops, he was calm, wise, and sensitive, but in the blink of an eye, he came up with a plan to escape the unparalleled golden cicada.

Nan Gongde withdrew his hand without moving, and turned around to support the fainted Wang Yurong.

Since it's not his Shuang'er, he doesn't need to be sad, but in order to help Shuang'er's plan succeed, he still has to put on a show on the surface.

After returning back, there are some things he should do, or he has to do, otherwise Hei Yanyue's little fox will definitely be suspicious.

This time, it must be difficult for Wushuang to deceive such a shrewd him, so he, a father, can't hold her back.

With a heartbroken expression on his face, Nan Gongde asked the brothers of the Liu family to cover the coffin with a choked voice.

The Liu brothers responded and went forward to cover the coffin, Nan Gongde picked up Wang Yurong and took two steps back, a few drops of tears dripped from his old eyes.

These few tears were tears from the heart, and he knew very well in his heart that Wushuang's ability to perform this trick meant that she would no longer be able to stay in Liuli Kingdom any longer.

Just imagining him makes his heart ache and he doesn't want to give up. In the future, it will be difficult for him and Rong'er to meet her, alas...

Seeing that the coffin lid was closed, Uncle Fu walked over and said with a heartbroken face, "Marshal Nangong, please express your condolences, we should let Princess Yue go on the road as soon as possible."

It was very late, and it was getting dark. If there was any further delay, the funeral procession would be discredited and went to the cemetery.

Nan Gongde raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a heartache, "Uncle Fu, our Shuang'er and Lord Yue are not married yet, so leave her to me and let me take her back to her hometown."

Although the person inside is not Shuang'er, it would be too strange for him as a father to say nothing at this time.

"Marshal Nangong, the emperor officiated the wedding yesterday. My prince and concubine are already married. Please Marshal Nangong not to prevent my princess from being buried in the royal cemetery." Uncle Fu respectfully said in a low voice.

There was a bead of sweat on his forehead, if Nangong De did not allow him to bury the princess in the Hei family cemetery, the prince would probably go crazy if he woke up and found out?

Alas... the death of Nangong Wushuang really hurt his prince.

"What did you say?" Nangong De's eyes widened suddenly, with a look of disbelief in them.

In this way, Shuang'er is already the Moon Princess of Black Flame Moon no matter whether she is dead or alive, then...

How much did that Hei Yanyue love Shuang'er, that he could actually let Hei Yanye marry a dead man as his wife?
He has never heard of this kind of thing, Hei Yanyue, why does he have to be so obsessed with his family's Shuang'er that he is a dignified prince, so that she can't go home if she has a family, and can't recognize her relatives.

This is even better, Shuang'er is afraid that she will even give up her name, if not, let Hei Yanyue know that she is not dead, the consequences... well, he dare not even think about it.

"Everything the old slave said is true, so Marshal Nangong, please allow me to send my princess to the Hei family cemetery, so that she can go on the road early."

After Nangong De pondered for a while, he said with a sad face, "Since Lord Yue thinks highly of my Shuang'er so much, I am here to thank Lord Yue for his great love, Uncle Fu, let's send my Shuang'er on the road."

"Thank you Marshal Nangong!" Fu Bo hurriedly thanked him, and he immediately ordered Qichen to continue.

As the sun set in the west, a ray of golden light shone on the funeral procession, sweeping away a large area of ​​sorrow. The funeral procession walked slowly towards the Hei family cemetery.

"Let's go."

Bai Junyi took Wushuang's hand and walked towards the Bai's other courtyard. The coldness exuding from him was like the depths of winter, and his subordinates subconsciously stayed away from him to avoid being swept away by the snowstorm.

Wu Shuang's complexion was also not good-looking, not much different from Bai Junyi's complexion. After hearing what Uncle Fu said, the young couple's complexion changed drastically.

Wushuang gritted his teeth angrily, and cursed Hei Yanyue viciously in his heart, dammit, he married a dead man as his wife, dammit, he didn't have a woman to marry, why didn't he marry a ghost to be his wife?
This damned Black Flame Moon, even if she died, she wouldn't let her go, shit, imagination is enough.

It's really aggrieved, I'm dead, and I'm even being given the title of someone's wife on my head. Damn, this feeling is really awkward.

"Huo Lei, what happened to that man?"

When Wu Shuang was yelling at Hei Yanyue in his heart, Bai Junyi suddenly stopped and asked Huo Lei.

Huo Lei quickly replied, "It's in the basement of the branch hall."

(End of this chapter)