Pretty Consort: Prince, Don't Run away

Although this custom of theirs was similar to the custom of defending the country in the forest, there was still a slight difference.

In these few days, Xi Mengyao sent people to interrogate them. Only then did she realize that after the destruction of the Wei Nation, there were actually some people who had fled to the south due to their reputation and identity.

"He probably brought this custom over as well." Xi Mengyao said, but deliberately nodded: "The south is not peaceful."

"To the south …" Song Chongjing muttered.

He thought about it thoughtfully, and then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Xi Mengyao.

A fierce look flashed past his eyes, carrying killing intent, but in the instant he faced Xi Mengyao, he turned cold.

Xi Mengyao did not say a word, and only looked at him.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment and understood each other's thoughts. It was unknown when they had started to have such tacit understanding. After Xi Mengyao realized this, she was somewhat apprehensive.

After thinking for a moment, she only smiled and tapped the table with her hand. After a while, she said, "Actually, you and I have been working together for so long. Now, I would like to say a few more words."

In the end, the difficulty of this world was caused by someone at a higher level.

"I originally wasn't suitable for saying these words, but now I don't know what to say. Right now, the Emperor is in a coma, and the people beside his bed don't know what to think. If it's for the nation and the people, you still have to make up your mind in advance."

These words sounded absurd, but they were actually aimed at the heart.

Xi Mengyao's original intention was not for him to rebel, but from the looks of it, she was already involved with the army, and was afraid that the nation's power would be disrupted as well.

To the common people, this was a catastrophe. She had seen battles before, but even though she was an outsider, she was still shocked.

As the rain continued to fall, most of the people who had been waiting for a long time would be disappointed. This crop was only relying on the heavens to eat. This was not a good thing at all.

If there were any more frostbite, they would have to provide relief, and at that time, they would have to spend a lot of money and manpower. The termite was destroyed. If he couldn't deal with it properly, it could cause a huge disturbance. On top of that, the power behind this matter …

If something really happened, the man sitting on the cloud wouldn't be able to control himself.

"I already know that. I've already sent people to investigate." Song Chongjing said coldly.

However, he didn't have much confidence.

In the end, this was what the royal family should do. The Emperor was the decision maker, and even if he was a prince, his abilities were limited.

As he thought of this, his expression slightly changed. He clenched his fists tightly, unable to vent his anger.

Xi Mengyao knew of his predicament, so she only mentioned it a little and nodded.

"Now that I have obtained the proof that the corpse is not Lin Luoyan's, no matter what, you can report it now."

Xi Mengyao said, her chin nodding.

Song Chongjing turned his head and saw the embroidered shoes that were placed in the corner.

That shoe was indeed as Xi Mengyao expected, it did not match up to the foot of the corpse.

No matter how one changed one's appearance, these characteristics could never be changed.

"They tried their best, but their feet were still in the wrong place."

However, Song Chongjing shook his head, this kind of thing was within the other party's expectations, which was why he chose to ignore it for so long. At this time, the corpse had already rotted away. If this evidence was presented to the emperor, it might not be possible …

"Don't worry." Xi Mengyao only pursed her lips as she half-closed her eyes, "The ironclad evidence that I'm talking about is something that they absolutely cannot overthrow."

"Could it be that red hairpin?" Song Chongjing asked in a low voice.

He hadn't forgotten about her taking the hairpin.

He had already had his suspicions that day, that she asked Lu Ming to go and get Zhu Chai, he did not know what use this girl's Zhu Chai would have.

That day, Lu Ming had also expended a lot of effort, if it was any other people, they would not be able to do it, but because the princess was usually careless, Song Qian's residence did not have anyone to take care of her, thus she was fine.

After Xi Mengyao heard this, she laughed and said: "You guessed right, but I have my own uses for Zhu Chai. If you go back to the Emperor now, you say that I have found out the man's true identity. If the Emperor wants evidence, then wait until tomorrow at this time to go outside the city to the Cold Bell Monastery. "

After saying that, she went silent for a moment, then turned around. "You only tell your majesty the truth. If he comes by then, I'll definitely let your majesty see the truth that will shock him."

Hearing her affirmation, Song Chongjing became even more suspicious, he could not help but turn and look, but did not speak further, only winking at him, looking somewhat mischievous.

"Alright." Seeing that, Song Chongjing could only nod his head.

He had no other choice but to believe that this girl was not lying. Thinking about it, he himself also felt that it was funny, and couldn't help but turn around and look at Xi Mengyao when he thought about it.

When he turned around, this girl, who seemed to never be tired at all, revealed a somewhat exhausted expression. She was half-lying on the table, rubbing her eyes. Her face had a somewhat absent-minded expression, and she was somewhat tired.

He had never thought that a person would be able to move his heartstrings so much. Among those noble young ladies, which one of them was not exceptionally weak in front of him? However, they had never been able to do such a thing …

He was the one who understood how tired he was when it came to bearing all the burdens by himself.

Even he sometimes felt that he couldn't handle her. But now, a woman like her ….

As he thought about this, he walked to the door and took off the cape that was hung at the side, but she turned around and lightly draped it over Xi Mengyao's shoulders. Xi Mengyao suspiciously raised her head and looked straight into his eyes that were as deep as thousand-year black jade.

For some unknown reason, the two of them looked at each other as a pretense flashed across their eyes. They both turned their heads at the same time.

Only then did Song Chongjing cough, "You did this to help me, I can't do anything for you now. This cloak was made personally by me when I was fighting in the northwest during the war.

Saying that, he laughed blandly, then extended his hand, taking out a bunch of keys from his sleeves, giving them to Xi Mengyao.

"This is the key to the accounting office. You are now the princess here and are learning to be in charge."

Xi Mengyao was stunned. She did not know what purpose had, after being stunned for a moment, she suddenly seemed to understand something as she raised her head to look at Song Chongjing.

However, after he died, he turned around and left.

He opened the paper umbrella, and when he raised his head, his gaze was as firm as steel. Xi Mengyao looked at his straightened back, as if he was a huge mountain.

Seeing him like that, a thought flashed past Xi Mengyao's mind, she could not help but shake her head, and sighed: "A wild man from the battlefield huh."

After saying that, she laughed and unconsciously wrapped her cloak tightly around her.

At this moment, she suddenly heard a splash from outside. She frowned as she walked out, and saw that it was Yu Han.

For some reason, she was actually kneeling down next to a piece of porcelain. Her entire face was purple, as if the sky had fallen.

"What's the matter with you?" Xi Mengyao asked softly.

Yu Han raised her head, and after seeing her, she actually cried out loud!