Yun Xiu heard Di Ji say that Song Zhao would kill Si Yu more than once.

Before, she thought Di Ji looked down on Song Zhao's identity as a beautiful girl, but later Song Zhao did help the army a lot, and even the entire army was full of gratitude to Song Zhao, but Di Ji insisted on prejudice.

Yun Xiu's intuition told her that there might be something hidden in it.

Di Ji was angry and blurted out when he heard this, "I don't think so, I'm very sure, Princess Zhaoyang has been several times before--"

The truth is about to emerge.

But Di Ji still bit the tip of his tongue and stopped the loss in time.

If the master doesn't believe this kind of thing, it's useless to tell Yun Xiu, and it will easily cause Yun Xiu to get involved.

It was the truth he discovered, so he should be fully responsible.

When Yun Xiu saw Di Ji's reaction, he thought that there was indeed an unknown hidden truth.

She was very curious, but she couldn't ask directly.

Di Jie didn't want Yun Xiu to think too much, and then said with a gloomy face, "Since ancient times, beauty has caused trouble. How many cases have the master broken because of Princess Zhaoyang?

I just think Princess Zhaoyang is not sincere to her master. You have also seen that she has to be ignorant of such a big thing! What qualifications does she have?

Why are there any bandits intercepting and killing their private salt? In my opinion, either they are afraid that we will implicate her, or she is an insider sent by others, and the purpose is to change the roadmap, right?”

Yun Xiu listened silently, comforting him from time to time.

When I heard the word "Insider", a glimmer flashed through my eyes very quickly.

*

Here.

Si Yu took Song Zhao into his military tent.

The man's military tent was simple, with only one soft and one round table.

Song Zhao was led by a man and pressed it to the soft collapse, saying word by word, "You can rest here first, I will arrange a new route and I will send you back home."

Song Zhao grabbed his sleeve and looked at him with a gaze, "Can you not go to Nanxun to transport private salt?"

Si Yu lowered his eyes and stared at her.

The man's eyes were pitch black and shining with a dark light, but it was extremely seductive.

Song Zhao became nervous inexplicably. She couldn't help swallowing and opened her red lips, "Brother! Brother! Is that okay!"

The girl's soft and coquettish voice made the blue veins on Si Yu's forehead hop.

He seemed a little helpless, and he pinched her cheek with some indulgence, "Be good, okay?"

Song Zhao refused to give in, holding his hand and swaying left and right, and muttering coquettishly, "Don't leave, don't leave, it's really dangerous, I'm very worried about you."

The girl raised her head in front of him.

She is wearing a green gauze smoke skirt today, just like a tender willow on the branches.

When I looked up, I stretched out a piece of smooth and tender neck.

She grew up a lot, but her eyes were still clear, just like the cleanliness of the first time she saw her, it could illuminate all the darkness in the world.

Si Yu's breathing was a little heavy, and he turned his face slightly, as if it was difficult to speak, but he had to say, "Azhao, I won't implicate you."

Song Zhao was stunned.

A small head, a big doubt.

What are the powerful ministers talking about implicating them?

Si Yu didn't look at her eyes, and the Adam's apple slid up and down for a while, and slowly spoke, "I know that transporting private salt is improper and it damages the face of the aristocratic family. I will do it very carefully, so don't worry..."
Chapter completed!