"Xie Chengchao, I can completely say that I saw that you were unhappy, so I found someone to teach you a lesson, and you didn't have the Holy Lord's order to send an army privately, this act is enough to remember the rebellion."

Song Huaiye let out a sinister laugh in his throat.

"Which of us is the most guilty! I might as well tell you that the assassins on the Holy Side's side are all soldiers in your army, what do you think the Holy Lord will think when he sees it......"

"And you also transferred troops privately, this crime!"

Song Huaiye's eyebrows drooped, and he sighed, pretending to be sorry and pitying him.

Xie Chengchao is worthy of being a simple-minded military general with developed limbs... I can't fight him at all.

Stupid!

"My soldiers?" Xie Chengchao furrowed his brows.

"What do you mean, General Ben's soldiers have always adhered to military rules, how can they assassinate the Holy One."

Although Song Huaiye was detained on the ground, he was inexplicably confident, and he hooked his lips fearlessly.

"Maybe they are the people of this young master."

Xie Chengchao's face was completely cold.

"Song Huaiye, where did you get the guts, do you know that such an act is to connect the nine clans."

"General Xie, let's think about how to explain to the saint later!"

"There is one more thing, General Xie definitely doesn't know, and of course I won't tell General Xie."

Xie Chengchao stared at Song Huaiye for a long time with a pair of gloomy eyes, and then laughed, his voice a little sarcastic.

"General Xie, is this mad?" Song Huaiye seemed to be smiling.

"No, General Ben just thinks that Young Master Song is overconfident."

"What do you mean?"

Xie Chengchao's eyes curled slightly, and his lips also hooked into a smile, and his gaze turned to the army.

"Holy Lord, can you hear clearly!"

“？？？”

Holy? Song Huaiye's heart fluttered, and his breathing stagnated slightly.

The person who was blocked behind by four or five soldiers slowly showed his dignity.

The sharp gaze fell directly on Song Huaiye, and Song Huaiye suddenly felt cold.

The saint actually wore the clothes of a soldier and hid in the army?? But before he left, he clearly saw that the saint was still with the concubine.

"Song Huaiye, you are so bold!" The Son of Heaven spoke, very powerful.

Song Huaiye's head was blank, and he directly lowered his head, he couldn't argue, and the explanation was just in vain......

——

Suddenly it was overcast and rainy.

Jiang Tingting sat in front of the windowsill, propped his chin and yawned.

323 has been whispering in his ears, and Song Huaiye has been convicted, and this death date is not far away!

"Can you stop a little bit, don't you bother!" Jiang listened to the subconscious roar.

Xie Chengchao, who had just returned to the house and rushed to Jiang to listen to the room, heard this, and there were three question marks in his mind.

"Little Secret Guard, where is General Ben upsetting you again?"

Jiang listened to the sideways gaze, and Song Huaiye patted the dew brought from outside and walked over to her.

"I heard that there is an assassin in the mansion today, and it was Song Huaiye who sent you to assassinate you, are you injured?"

Jiang Ting rolled his eyes.

"Hurt, just kidding, who has the ability to hurt this fairy."

"Poof..."

Xie Chengchao stretched out his hand and rubbed Jiang Tingting's head, but Jiang Tingting slapped it away in disgust.

"Don't touch my head!"

"Touch what's wrong, why are you so stingy little girl."

Xie Chengchao is in a good mood today, and he doesn't care about Jiang Tingting.

"Little Secret Guard, no one will assassinate you in the future, the Song family was copied, Song Huaiye was imprisoned, and it is estimated that the Queen of Autumn will be beheaded."

"Awesome!" Jiang listened to a lazy yawn and asked an additional question.

"Is the general going to give me the 2,500 taels of silver tickets that the general allowed me, it's already mid-to-mid..."