By the way...why does Jiang Taigong value the Zihuo Kingdom so much? If the Zihuo Kingdom is defeated, aren't there still many countries that want to fight for the bloody white fox? She Yi Huimu can go to the West Country to accompany Feng Wuhen. Wouldn't that be better, people?

Feng Wuhen is also a king, but he doesn't love beauties as much as Zhou Qingquan. He has a violent personality. Thinking of Feng Wuhen's gentleness and the breeze-like smile at the corner of his mouth, Yi Huihuan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.

"My dear concubine, you are smiling. When you smile, you are not angry with me." Zhou Qingquan suddenly became cheerful when he saw a sweet smile on her lips.

Yi Huihui glared at him dully, her true love was so self-righteous: "If you want me to forgive you, it's very simple!"

"My beloved concubine, as long as you forgive me, I will promise you everything." Zhou Qingquan vowed.

So, Yi Huimou remained silent all the way, and took him to the back mountain. The two tombstones standing impressively were very simple, but it made Yi Huimou feel a surge of sadness from the bottom of his heart. During these days, because of her, there were too many innocent people.

The person died unjustly, and she would even think that she was ominous and all the people around her would be harmed.

"Why did you bring me here?" Zhou Qingquan was obviously confused. He looked at the two graves in front of him and looked at Yi Huihui in depression.

"Kneel down! Admit your mistake to them." Yi looked back and her eyes turned red, with moist mist filling her eyes. She said coldly and sadly.

"You...ask me to kneel to them? What a joke, I am the emperor, how can I kneel casually!" Zhou Qingquan seemed to have heard the funniest words in the world, and even had anger on his face.

Yi looked back and stared at him, without saying a word, she stretched out her foot and kicked his knee hard. His knees softened and he fell to his knees on the ground.

"You!" Zhou Qingquan's face darkened, with an angry look on his face.

"Although you didn't kill the person, you were indirectly related. If it weren't for you, so many innocent people wouldn't have died." There was an aura of hatred in Yi Huihui's eyes. After speaking, he turned around and left without looking back.

"My beloved concubine, I know I was wrong, are you still unwilling to forgive me?" Zhou Qingquan hurriedly chased her for a few steps, but couldn't keep up with her pace and shouted angrily at her back.

Back at Yanxiao Pavilion, Xiaoxuan was the only one, and Que Yiyue had gone somewhere. Yi turned around and looked around. The whole mansion looked much deserted.

"Miss, you are back. After a month of absence, he...he...went to find the beggar gang to rescue you." Xiaoxuan put down the things in her hands, sweating all over her head.

"How long has he been gone?" Yi looked back and was startled, feeling something bad.

"I just heard that you were arrested and sent to the execution platform, and you left right away after a month." Xiaoxuan said carefully.

Yi Huimu was shocked, and immediately turned back and left Yanxiao Pavilion. Xiaomeng followed immediately, and Xiaoxuan's anxious voice came from behind: "Miss, where are you going?".

When we arrived at the city gate, we saw that the Beggar Clan disciples were already fighting with the guards, and the entire gate was in a mess.

"Stop!" Yi Huihuan glanced at the guards around him and shouted.

"Yimei, are you okay?" Cao Feng flashed to Yi Huimu and asked in a warm voice. He was so frightened by Que Yiyue's words that he rushed in immediately.

"I'm fine, retreat quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with Zhou Qingquan if he comes out." Yi Huimu said quickly.

"Retreat." Cao Feng gave the order to the Beggar Clan disciples and flashed out of the city gate. Yi Huimou also followed and left the palace.
Chapter completed!