Chen Baozhu's body hit the wall and fell down again, and she no longer had the strength to make a sound.

She collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up at all, and looked very embarrassed.

Chen Mengtian's gentle and calm voice sounded again, "What kind of grudge do I have with you? You want to put me to death."

No one answered, Chen Baozhu no longer had the strength.

Seeing her like this, Chen Mengtian sighed softly.

She broke free from Jiang Zebei's arms and walked towards Chen Baozhu step by step regardless of the other party's obstruction.

Seeing that the other party was seriously injured at this time, she took out a silver needle from her arms and stabbed it into the other party's major acupoints. Chen Baozhu soon recovered.

Her consciousness was still clear and she heard Chen Mengtian’s previous problems.

But I didn't want to answer her, but cursed with a vicious voice, "Chen Mengtian, I curse you that you will not die well. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen into this state today. If it weren't for you, how could I die? It's all your fault, you broom star."

Listening to Chen Baozhu's clamor, Chen Mengtian turned her footsteps and avoided the saliva that was spurting out of the other party's mouth.

She was silent for a while, as if she had caught something, but then she swept to the few people standing not far behind her.

Especially Jiang Zebei, Chen Mengtian pursed her lips and turned her head again.

She stared at Chen Baozhu who was sank on the ground, "You are a Turkic person, and as far as I know, you have never been to Xiliang. This is the first time you have been here. But you speak the fluent Xiliang language and hate me to the core. I doubt you are really a Turkic princess, are you really not an impostor?"

Chen Baozhu's screams stopped.

She had been exposed and didn't know it.

Not to mention her fluent Xiliang language, she scolded like a shrew, so she made Chen Mengtian familiar with her.

Especially the other party’s hatred for her, which made Chen Mengtian capture something, but it still needs to be confirmed.

Chen Mengtian's words made Han Liqing, Jiang Zebei and others suspicious.

They suspected that the princess was simply fake and was from Xiliang.

Chen Baozhu didn't expect it to be exposed, but now she has changed her face and is naturally fearless.

She refused to admit, "You are talking nonsense, I am a Turkic princess."

"Is that true?" Chen Mengtian still remained suspicious.

Seeing that Chen Baozhu refused to admit it, thinking of the man's hatred for her, Chen Mengtian bent her eyes and smiled happily.

"Why do you hate me so much? I am not a villager of Chenjia Village now, nor is it someone you can afford to provoke.

My husband is Jiang Zebei, the Marquis of Wu'an, Xiliang. I am the Marquis of Wu'an. In Xiliang, I am also a nobleman. How could you, a little Turkic princess, kill you as soon as you want? You were really kicked in the head by a donkey."

These sarcastic words sounded like they were struck by lightning in Chen Baozhu's ears.

"How is it possible if you don't know how to do it?"

Chen Baozhu kept shook her head, unwilling to believe it, "You are obviously married to the hunter Jiang Zebei, obviously the son of the hunter, and a mud-legged person, how could you become a nobleman?"

"How can you be a Turkic princess? Why can't I be a noble lady?"

Chen Mengtian's voice seemed ridiculous and sarcastic.

Han Liqing, Jiang Zebei, Bai Yin, Xuanwu and others knew that she was talking, and none of them were disturbed by birth.

It was these words that completely defeated Chen Baozhu's bottom line.

She rushed towards the place where Chen Mengtian spoke frantically.
Chapter completed!