When she was thrown onto the marble floor of the main hall, Wen Qian finally remembered who the third princess was?

She is Yu Wenxu's half-sister, and her husband is a powerful general, but she was ambushed by Daqing in the Battle of Changlu a few months ago, and was injured and fought with the Daqing general for 200 rounds, regardless of victory or defeat. Later, he was tricked by Wen Qian, and he was distracted when he heard the name of the third princess on the battlefield, and was finally killed.

And the general who fought with him was the general Shangyang who escorted Wen Qian to surrender.

Wen Qian had heard that the third princess had a deep relationship with her husband, and after her husband's death, she rejected all suitors and was bent on avenging her husband. After all, there is no escape from this catastrophe.

The third princess sat in the palace and condescendingly asked Wen Qian to hand over Shangyang, but Wen Qian only said that he was dead.

The third princess naturally didn't believe it, she accused Wen Qian of confusing Yu Wenxu, "In order to please you, my brother actually lobbied his father to save the life of the little prince of Daqing, it's crazy." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wen Qian's heart suddenly moved, and she raised her head with wide eyes, as if to confirm the truth of her words. Yu Wenxu didn't lie to her, she really saved her brother!

With a banging heartbeat, Wen Qian tried her best to calm down, and replied with her humble or arrogant support on the ground, "Shangyang has been killed by Yu Wenxu in the Luohe Valley. ”

The third princess was so angry that she got up, and when she saw Wen Qian's pretentious expression when she entered the door, she hated this person to death.

"You don't have to quibble, I sent someone to search Luohe Valley a long time ago, and there are no bones of him at all, where are you hiding him?"

Wen Qian was also stunned at this time, didn't go to the ocean? Did he really run away?

At this time, a woman behind the third princess whispered a few words to her, and the third princess's face became even more gloomy.

immediately ordered someone to press Wen Qian to kneel on the ground, and then lifted a piece of white silk cloth on several cases behind him with one hand.

The pitch-black and gold-painted spirit card suddenly appeared, and Wen Qian's pupils shrank.

Immediately after that, a pair of powerful big hands pressed her shoulders and the back of her head, knelt down in the direction of the spirit card, and with a few loud bangs, her forehead was pressed the marble floor, which hurt Wen Qian's eyes on the spot.

The steward wanted to open his mouth to dissuade him, but he was sternly dismissed without speaking.

The third princess caressed the spirit card with pity and gentleness, as if caressing her husband's cheek, and her eyes instantly turned cold when she turned to Wen Qian.

"Say, or, don't say?"

Wen Qian shook her head and looked at the woman behind the third princess, and finally recognized that the person was Zhou Rong who pushed her into the ice river in the barracks.

Want to borrow a knife to kill?

Zhou Rong couldn't hide her cunning, "Princess, it seems that she doesn't shed tears when she doesn't see the coffin." ”

Immediately glanced at the two extremely strong maids at the back of the crowd, and the two women immediately rushed forward as if they had been on standby for a long time, picked off Wen Qian's thick clothes three or two, and pressed her back to the ground.

The north wind entered the hall through the crack in the window door, Wen Qian was so cold that she shivered, but her expression was still awe-inspiring.

Forced to stick to the cold floor, the third princess ordered someone to take out a small square box and throw it in front of her. Wen Qian's heart sank, and she hurriedly opened the box, and a small severed finger suddenly appeared, which made the box fall to the ground in fright.

The severed finger fell out, the incision was coagulated with dark red blood, and the knuckle was covered with a gold and jade ring, which was a token of the little prince. Wen Qian stared at the ring and trembled, unable to speak for a long time.

Zhou Rong threatened from the top of his head, "Kowtow while palming your mouth, otherwise, you will wait to receive his arm tomorrow." ”

"You!"

Wen Qian finally realized that inquiring about Shangyang's whereabouts was just an excuse, and rectifying her was the goal.