"Bell... Written by jade. ”

King Xirong sat on the white imperial chair, looked at the group of people below with their heads bowed, and read Zhong Xiuyu's name several times in his mouth.

"Back to the king, the people's daughter is Zhong Zhuyu."

Zhong Shuyu lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, but his words were sonorous and powerful, and he was not stunned by him.

King Xirong's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, and he gave the person standing next to him a look, and the person next to him walked in front of Zhong Zhiyu with a glass plate.

"Since you are a person from Baohua Mansion, this king will also give you a meeting gift."

King Xirong leaned forward, and with a look of excitement, he motioned for Zhong Shuyu to open the cloth covering the glass plate.

Zhong Shuyu's eyebrows were raised slightly, and he had a bad premonition, so he gathered strength in his calves, and waited to dodge as soon as possible if something happened, and then cautiously stretched out his hand, grabbed a corner of the cloth, and quickly lifted it up.

There are two fingers on the glass plate!

The fingers are white, and there is an indescribable corrupt atmosphere, which is really heart-wrenching to look at.

Zhong Shuyu frowned, raised his chin and asked, "What does the king mean by this?" ”

King Xirong avoided answering, only stood up and walked down, face to face with Zhong Shuyu, pointed to the two fingers in the plate and said, "Do you know whose finger this is?" ”

"The folk girl doesn't know."

"Hey, Shi Hui, she said she didn't know, you show her your hand."

King Sijon looked at the man next to him, and his tone was brisk.

Zhong Shuyu and the others looked at that person in surprise, it turned out that he was not Shi Qi, but Shi Hui?

In this way, Zhong Zhiyu could see that the two did look different. Shi Qi looks older than this Shi Hui, Shi Hui is whiter than Shi Qi, and his temperament is not as majestic as Shi Qilai.

Seeing that Shi Hui got the order, he bent over and took small steps, stretched out a pair of hands and put them in front of Zhong Zhiyu, and asked in a sharp voice, "Miss Zhong, have you looked carefully?" ”

If you look closely, both of his hands are missing little fingers.

Looking at the wound, it was cut with a sharp knife, and the port was flat, and I thought it was cut off with flesh and bones.

Zhong Zhiyu's gaze shifted downward, not wanting to look at these hands anymore.

When King Xirong saw her like this, he laughed even more: "Does Miss Zhong know who cut off his hands?" ”

"The folk girl doesn't know."

Zhong Shuyu replied, but there was a guess in his heart.

Sure enough, King Xirong waved his hand to let Shi Hui return to his original position, and he paced around Zhong Zhuyu: "His hand was cut off in your Dali Temple in Dayu." ”

Zhong Zhiyu's heart sank, I don't know if King Xirong saw something or simply gave himself a dismount, and was more cautious: "Why?" ”

"Because he is the spy that we Xijon planted in your Dayu."

King Xirong sighed faintly, but his tone was still brisk: "It's a pity that it was discovered by your King Ning and handed over to Dali Temple." Then Dali Temple was charged with collaborating with the enemy and treason, and was ready to cut off his hands and feet, cut off his skin and hair, in order to set an example. ”

Speaking of this, King Xirong stopped, as if he wanted Zhong Zhuoyu to make a scene, so Zhong Zhuoyu raised his eyes and saw the humiliation and monstrous hatred in Shi Hui's eyes, and then considered: "Look at this last appearance, you were rescued by the powerful king." ”

King Xirong nodded, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "After all, he is his own person, and Shi Hui has always performed well." ”

"The king is wise." Zhong Zhiyu said very sincerely.

But King Xirong didn't eat her, but only paced back to the imperial chair, sat down boldly, held his chin and asked, "Then do you think Dali Temple in Dayu is doing the right thing?" ”

Here it comes, death questions!

Zhong Zhiyu's mind was spinning rapidly, trying to figure out what answer King Xirong wanted.

"The folk girl thinks that she is doing the right thing." After Zhong Shuyu finished speaking, he looked at King Xirong still looking deferential, and then continued: "Those who collaborate with the enemy and traitor fall into the hands of the original country, so naturally they must be punished with capital punishment, otherwise the country will be chaotic." ”

"Smack, smack, smack."

King Xirong clapped his hands, and the loud applause had a sense of power that penetrated his ears in the empty hall: "This king thinks so." ”

Zhong Zhiyu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I heard King Xirong say again: "Since Zhuyu is the person Baohua particularly wants, this king will naturally give Baohua a face, but since you have come to our Xirong, it is our Xirong people, and it has nothing to do with Dayu." ”

"If you let me know that you betrayed us one day......

Zhong Xiyu hurriedly knelt on the ground and leaned down to show his loyalty: "The people's girl understands. ”

"It's good to understand." With a wave of his finger, King Xirong withdrew the glass plate from the person holding the glass plate: "This king knows that Zhuyu is a smart person, after all, he is the daughter of the king of Zhenbei......"

Speaking of King Zhenbei, his voice was still a little emotional.

Zhong Zhiyu thought of his father's deeds of beating Xirong to the ground, and a cold sweat quietly slipped down his forehead.

I won't die before I get out of school!

Fortunately, at this time, the bead curtain in the hall was opened, and Yeli Baohua twisted in gracefully.

She was dressed today in a dark purple robe, with a loose neckline, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, and a red lacquered bell tied to the inky belt around her waist, which looked no different from what she had given herself.

"Your Majesty, is this someone who is embarrassing Baohua?"

Yeli Baohua walked to the side of King Xijon in his somewhat tall shoes, and leaned down to perform a slow and beautiful Xijon etiquette.

Because her back was facing everyone, Zhong Zhiyu couldn't see her in front of her, but she could also think of this posture, and her chest must be full of spring dew.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that Yeli Baohua and King Xirong had this relationship, and Yeli Changyuan didn't know who his father was.

But before she could think about it, Yeli Baohua straightened up and turned to everyone, Zhong Shuyu had to immediately salute respectfully: "I've seen Mrs. Yeli." ”

Her attitude is much better than when she was in Dayu, Yeli Baohua has a smile in her eyes, and her flying eyeliner is also bent, making her face a little softer: "You're here, I've been looking forward to it for a long time, just wait for you to come to Xirong to paint for me." ”

"You know how to paint, and I don't see you helping this king share the affairs of the court."

When King Xirong saw Yeli Baohua, his whole temperament changed, I don't know if Zhong Zhiyu was dazzled, she seemed to have seen the doting in King Xirong's eyes, and with his rough appearance, it was really a little uncomfortable.

But Yeli Baohua adapted very well: "The king is really good at wronging people, and I obviously helped you deal with all your government affairs, and he even complained about me." ”

"Hahaha, this king is not joking with you."

"I'm not joking with you, my painter just arrived today and you will detain her here, but let me wait, if it's okay, I can take her away and paint for me!"

Saying that, Yeli Baohua gave Zhong Shuyu a look, and took them out in the succession of King Xirong.

But as soon as she left the hall, her smile fell, and she raised her chin, quite a proud momentum.

"The king is suspicious, Miss Zhong should not take it to heart, and concentrate on painting for me in the future."

Zhong Shuyu hurriedly looked panicked: "The king's suspicions are reasonable, after all, I did take refuge in Xirong......

"Then do you know what I said I was going to tell you in Dayu before?"

Zhong Shuyu was stunned: "I don't know." ”

The corners of Yeli Baohua's mouth hooked, and the dark purple robe flashed a little brightness in the sun: "It's the truth of Tongbei Valley." ”