Honghe didn't say anything, Zhen Mier stood up, sorted out her sleeves, and said, "Since Miss Honghe knows it, don't confront her again. Hand over Miss Awan, we will go down the mountain, and from then on, Feiling Mountain and Qianjinfang will not interfere with the river."

"What does it mean to have a clear idea?" Honghe frowned, and the dagger in her hand pressed against Mingxiang's neck moved accidentally, and it cut through her fair skin and blood beads oozed out.

Zhen Mi'er changed her expression imperceptibly, and Honghe asked indomitablely: "Miss Zhen, if you don't say it clearly today, no one of you will ever think of walking down Feiling Mountain alive."

"Miss Honghe, it's really a waste of Zixiu's hard work when you act like this." Zhen Mi'er looked cold and said in a cold voice: "Do you know that she not only wants to help you rescue Hongtai, but also wants to leave a way out for Feiling Mountain..."

"What did you say?" Honghe was stunned for a moment, subconsciously interrupting Zhen Mi'er's words.

The argument she had asked Fang Zilan to save Hongtai before was half true and half false. She had no expectation that Fang Zilan would help, but now after hearing what Zhen Mi'er said, was she wrong?

"Miss Honghe, do you think that with Ji Ningtian's temperament, why does Zi Xiu still keep her recklessly doing things?" Zhen Mi'er's eyes were dark, "And the wheel-turning king Chu Bin, why did he follow Zi Xiu into the Ghost Sect?"

Honghe pursed her lips, "Zixiu...and you, who are you?"

"Zhen family in Qianjinfang - Zhen Mi'er." Zhen Mi'er looked calm, "The daughter of Zhen Mingxuan, the former owner of Zangjian Villa."

"Are the rumors in the world true?" Honghe's eyes were obviously disbelief, and Zhen Mi'er opened her red lips lightly, "Miss Honghe thought, where did this rumor come from?"

"It's Qianjinfang..." Honghe suddenly reacted, "Is it not Zixiu's destruction of the Zangjian Villa?"

"Ji Ningtian will not let anyone know Zixiu's true identity." Zhen Mi'er looked at Honghe steadily, "Do you really want to know?"

"As long as you can die, it's no big deal." Honghe slowly put down the dagger, pushed Mingxiang in front of Zhen Mi'er, and then shouted outside the door: "Stop it."

The second head of the army stopped, Wan Jun also took the move, flashed his figure and walked into the hall, and walked to Zhen Mier with concern, "Mier, how are you?"

"I'm fine." Zhen Mi'er shook her head and patted Wan Jun's arm comfortably, indicating that he didn't have to worry.

Honghe looked at the two men with deep affection, and her eyes fell on Wan Jun's snow-white robe. After a while, he had a little dust on the corner of his clothes, and could not see any flaws. He was indeed a master.

However, no matter how powerful the kung fu is, there is only one expert.

My brother Hongtai once told her that when facing a master, you must slowly plan it. Everything is like this, and it is comparable to who can survive until the end.

Being strong for a while is not difficult. Being strong for a lifetime is the real ability.

However, the former dynasty general, King Pingnan, was strong all his life, and finally ended up in a tragic ending of being buried in the deep sea of ​​the earth?

The second head of the army followed Wan Jun and hurriedly arrived, "How about it, what did you ask?" He pressed his voice, and could not hide his urgency.

Honghe shook her head, turned around and walked to the door, and ordered her subordinates to retreat, then reached out to close the door tightly.

"Miss Honghe, do you have to know?" Zhen Mi'er looked at the straight and slender back with a little unbearable expression. "Once she knows, she can never look back."

Honghe turned around, put her back against the door, and smiled as if she was self-deprecatingly, "Miss Zhen, can I still look back?"

She paused, and a sad look flashed in her eyes, "At present, my husband Yin Quanzhang has died of Huangquan, and my brother is still alive and dead. I rely on me to support the whole mountain, so I should make the right decision."

Zhen Mi'er's expression was dim and unclear, "Miss Honghe, sometimes the truth does not mean it is correct."

"But we can't ignore it." Honghe looked firm and said word by word: "I don't want to be kept in the dark forever, and I will be used by others until I die."

"If you have decided..." Zhen Mi'er took a deep breath, "Zi Xiu is the real Princess Wu Qing, the daughter of King Pingnan, General Zhenbei and Mrs. Qin Ji."

It seemed as if a huge rock fell, smashing Honghe and the second head of the army could not move for a long time. After a while, they woke up as if they were in a dream. Jade asked in a stutter, "Is what you said true?"

The words that were almost unanimous, but they were hesitant, all hidden in the master's complex mood.

The next moment, Honghe and the second in command spoke at the same time again, but they were completely different words-

"Ruo Zi Xiucai is the real Princess Wu Qing, who is Princess Wu Qing in the capital?"

"This is impossible! It's simply nonsense and unreasonable!"

Obviously, the person who questioned was Hong He, and the person who refused to believe was the second leader. After saying that, the two looked at each other and saw panic in each other's eyes.

If what Zhen Mi'er said is true, then what they did over the years is a huge joke. I thought I would support Princess Wu Qing, but in fact I was just touched by Ji Ningtian's deception.

Whatever endures humiliation and compromise is just a fig leaf for power and profit, and now they are torn off together with them and exposed nakedly to others.

So, they became irrelevant abandoned sons, and Ji Ningtian also revealed his true face. However, this power struggle continues and will never end.

"You can't believe it, but the truth is so true, you can't help it." Zhen Mi'er's quiet words were like a pot of cold water pouring her head, making Honghe and the second head of the family wake up a lot.

The hall was quiet for a long time until Honghe made a sound and broke the silence, "Zi Xiu's...where is she now? What is her intention?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Jun quietly pinched Zhen Mi'er's hand, but she seemed unaware, "Zixiu is now in the Jiangnan camp. She wants to rescue A Shi Gongzi and find evidence of the collusion between the people in the army and the bandits and bandits, and take it out and hand it over to His Majesty."

"She went alone?" The second headman widened his eyes in disbelief, and Zhen Mier nodded, "Yes, she is alone."

Honghe couldn't help but exclaim, "Does she want to die?"

"Yes." Zhen Mi'er nodded again without hesitation, "If she cannot escape from the Jiangnan Camp, she will try every means to delay the time until His Majesty arrives."

"She is pursuing the truth with her life, why..." Honghe seemed to have lost all her strength, and her whole body was ups and downs, and she could only stand firm by leaning against the door.

"Because it's worth it." The person who spoke was Wan Jun. He raised his hand to wrap his arms around Zhen Mi'er's shoulder, and quietly supported him behind his back, saying: "In her eyes, there is never only the word "right", but more of the prosperous era."

Zhen Mier: It seems that it is not as difficult as I imagined
Chapter completed!