I have to say, purple suits her perfectly.

Although no matter what clothes everyone wears, they can't change their inherent appearance, the ugly are still ugly, and the beautiful are still beautiful, but clothes with different textures and colors can still line people out of completely different styles and temperaments.

Last night's white was too pure and clean, and in comparison, the luxurious and mysterious purple seemed to be more suitable for her.

Wrong......

Di Beiyu twisted his eyebrows, what was he thinking?!

Sure enough, it is close to Zhu who is red and close to ink and black, and after staying with this woman for a long time, even his thinking has become as messy as her!

Su Miao met his fierce gaze and frowned suspiciously.

Why did this man look at her like that?

He is the dignified king of a country, he doesn't want to declare a personal vendetta and take this opportunity to kill her, right?

Su Miao took a step back with a strange face, trying to avoid the eyes of him and the others, but it didn't seem to be useful.

She had no choice but to puff out her face and said angrily: "Your Majesty, they seem to be trying to frame the concubines!" ”

Di Beiyu's eyes were heavy, "Hmm." ”

Su Miao, "........."

Is it so painful?

Didn't you plan to kill her?

Crowd, "........."

What does um mean? Default?

But- who wants to slander her?!

The Persian envoy exclaimed, "Mother, no one has slandered you, but—may you please explain why the feast has come so late to-night?" Did you pass by this lotus pond and meet Lord Torre before you entered the temple? ”

Su Miao didn't go too late, but she didn't expect these people to be so early. She glanced at the other party and asked instead of answering, "What's your name?" ”

"Angeli!"

"Oh." Su Miao nodded, "Envoy Anglia, before answering you, can I ask for advice first—how do you know for sure that the Envoy of Torre died before entering the palace?" An uncertain prophet? ”

Anglo choked, and her face turned blue.

Su Miao continued: "This palace has never seen a Torre envoy, let alone a weak woman like this palace, how could she press a man to death in the water with her bare hands?" It's sad that he's dead, but that doesn't mean you can speculate without any basis - that will only make Torre's death unsightly. ”

"Our adults died in Xiliang, this is the kind of death that is not blind!" The Persian envoy shouted angrily, "You Xiliang are to blame!" ”

Su Miao narrowed her eyes, "It's true that this is the Xiliang Palace, and it's not wrong that Xiliang is responsible, but-" A trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, "It's not just the Xiliang people staying in this palace, aren't the envoys of Persia also here?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the Persian envoys immediately changed.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Our adults died in your imperial garden in Xiliang, and instead of apologies, you even took a bite back!"

"We were all staying in the Zhenghe Hall just now, you were the only one who was inexplicably late, not you!"

“……”

The Persian envoys, every word you say to me, all regard her as a murderer and share the same hatred.

Even the eyes of the people in Xiliang who looked at her changed slightly, and their looking was full of suspicion.

"Enough!"

But at this moment, the emperor's cold voice suddenly sounded, interrupting everyone's words, "Your envoys are also Persian people who have seen the world, and they are very good at bullying a weak woman with their eloquence, this is your way of envoyship?" ”

Xiliang people, "........."

Weak Woman ???

Concubine Ning...... Is it?