Chapter 1220: If you are not of my race, your heart will be different

Some people, who were curious and had a strong desire to gossip, left their work behind the team and wanted to see what was going on.

Looking at the posture, something must have happened.

I saw a group of guards behind them, followed by a long tail, to a special post station in Kyoto to entertain foreign envoys.

At this moment, there was only Yuewei Guo coming to the post station, and the guards at the gate saw the guards of the Prince's Mansion menacing, and they didn't know what was going on, so they were panicked.

Fortunately, there are still some shrewd ones, so I quickly ran in to tell them.

The people behind the line were secretly muttering again.

"Could it be that the Prince's Mansion is really going to marry Princess Yuewei this time?"

"I don't see it, you look at the momentum of the military masters in the Prince's Mansion, where it seems that they are going to get married, they are obviously looking for revenge."

"I don't think it's right, do you see, the horse is lying horizontally, it seems to be a woman?"

"The woman brought out of the Prince's Mansion? How did it get to the inn? ”

……

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was silent, exchanged a look, and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Full bated breath, looking ahead.

B Er led the people to the post house, and the light one, the fast horse, which was originally galloping rapidly, immediately stopped.

A cadre of subordinates behind him also reined in their horses in unison.

B Er turned over and dismounted, and the two guards at the door of the post house greeted him in fear: "My lord, I don't know what to order?" ”

After so many years in the post house, the two guards who guard the door are still very eye-catching, and the lord of the prince's mansion is not good.

Don't look at the smile on his face, but the hundreds of people behind him are all carrying knives!

Naturally, I didn't dare to slack off, and waited carefully.

B2 clapped his hands.

A guard neatly turned over and dismounted, led the horse carrying Xilingyan forward, walked to the gate of the post house, and rudely ripped Xilingyan off the horse.

Xilingyan fell down and rolled twice on the ground, and the white fox fur on her body was even dirtier, but she was weak at the moment, and could only moan in a low voice.

The guard of the post house looked at Xilingyan, who couldn't see his face clearly, his whole body was rolled into earth, and he was covered with an unpleasant smell of blood, and looked at Yi Er suspiciously.

"My lord, what is this?"

Why did the Prince's Mansion send a dirty woman to the inn? The janitor felt that he didn't have enough brains.

Yi Er smiled coldly, luckily dantian, and teleported his voice far away.

"This is Princess Yuewei, who colluded with the defectors of Southern Xinjiang to try to kill the crown princess, and after the conspiracy was revealed, she was injured by the Gu people's self-explosion. By order of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, this official handed over Princess Yuewei to the Yuewei and the pro-mission. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was sensational.

"Big brother, I heard you right, right?"

"Brother, you heard it right, the girl who came to Yue Wei and kissed actually plotted to kill our crown princess!"

"That's right, no wonder people say that people who are not of my race will have different hearts! This month, Wei Guo sent the princess and his relatives to come, and he didn't have a good heart! ”

"That's right, they have a big fart, and they can barely get along by sending women around to please them. Unexpectedly, now that I am ambitious, I want to murder our crown princess, so that I can be the crown princess myself? ”

"Maybe, they just made this idea, became the crown princess, and gave birth to the prince in the future, wouldn't they have their Yuewei blood? In the future, send a few more girls over, and our emperor in the future of Chu Feng may not be their Yuewei. ”

"Yuewei's mind is too vicious, and he actually wants to shake my Chu Feng's national foundation!