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Chapter 62 As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes swept to Su Miao

Di Beiyu lowered his eyes, "Why are you so panicked?"

"Yes... it's the Torre Messenger!"

The guards looked at the direction of the Persian envoy with a silence, but they were very important and dared not to say anything. "The subordinates and others were inspecting outside just now, but they never thought they would see the envoy in the Imperial Garden...he..."

"What's going on!"

In the Persian side, someone suddenly stood up.

The guard's expression was even more embarrassing.

Di Beiyu lowered his eyebrows and said, "Speak straight."

The guard lowered his head in horror and gritted his teeth, "Go back to the emperor, the messenger of Torre is dead by the lotus pond!"

hiss……

Everyone was shocked and took a breath.

Torre was not here today, but he was not late, but had just arrived and went out later.

But I was so lucky that I just went out for a while, so why did I suddenly die?!

All the officials silenced one after another, looking at the emperor and the envoys on Persia in shock and doubt.

Although Persia is just a small country, it is also a country after all. Now the one with the highest official position among the envoys died in their Xiliang palace, and they died during the reception dinner. This is simply... a disaster!

The Persian envoy was furious and stood up from the table, "Your Majesty, what's going on?"

Di Beiyu's face was as deep as water, "Go and have a look!"

…………

In just a cup of tea, the cup of wine and the hall were destroyed and everyone gathered in the imperial garden.

Torey fell to the ground with a blue face, his clothes were not completely wet, but his face was a little swollen. The guards checked that there was no obvious wound on his body, so he should have drowned. It was just that he did not fall into the river and drowned, but was pressed into the water by someone's head.

Which one is so vicious?!

Everyone looked at him with complicated expressions.

Although he was so provocative this time, he was quite straightforward and straightforward, and he had no deep hatred with Xiliang...

What a pity!

"Look, what is this!"

Some of the Persian envoys exclaimed.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a woman's silk squid on the ground, with excellent material, as if its master's status was not low!

This is the crime scene, is it...

The murderer is a concubine in the harem?!

But Torre is a man after all, how could he be drowned alive by a woman pressing into the water?

Before everyone could figure out the reason, the Persian envoy suddenly pointed at the silk handkerchief, "Your Majesty, this thing can only be used by the harem queen?" He was furious, "We had already lost to Xiliang last night to Caishi. Why did Xiliang treat Lord Torre like this!"

Di Beiyu frowned and glanced at him expressionlessly, "It's just a handkerchief, what can it mean?"

"Can't you?"

The Persian envoy suppressed his anger, "This is the Xiliang Imperial Palace, our envoy died in the Xiliang Imperial Palace!"

Even if he is not a concubine in the harem, he will definitely have nothing to do with Xiliang!

Suddenly, I thought of something, "By the way, who came to Zhenghe Palace after Lord Torre went out?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes swept towards Su Miao.

Su Miao, “………”

Unlike the clean white dress last night, today, this bright purple palace outfit made her look more luxurious and charming, and more eye-catching.
Chapter completed!
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