Shi Wentian's face froze, and his face turned as red as pig liver. He kicked the table in front of him and smashed the cups and dishes.
"You!" He glared at Lin Shoufu fiercely: "Kneel down and kowtow to this general to apologize. Call me good grandpa a few times. This general will forgive you Xi Chu, otherwise..."
His eyes flashed slightly, and there was a bloodthirsty and cruel light in his eyes: "Otherwise, just wait to welcome my southern Xinjiang crusade army!"
"First Assistant, kneel down quickly!"
"Hurry up and apologize, don't hurt others!"
"Sir, Chief Assistant." The seventh prince looked at Lin Chief Assistant with regret in his eyes: "You have always been loyal and patriotic, but I am afraid you will be wronged today."
Snap!
Amidst the divergent opinions, He Lianchen slammed the wine glass in his hand on the ground. An irritated scarlet light flashed from the depths of his deep eyes: "It's so noisy!"
Three words, clear and plain. However, the cold and murderous aura that suddenly burst out from the man's body made everyone around him freeze. For some reason, the man sitting there without saying a word became unbearable.
In the mountains, the pressure doubles.
The regent of the Northern Desert is the demon king who has sunk in the sea of blood and looked down upon him. No one in the world dares to compete with him.
Shi Wentian's pupils shrank. Although he was afraid of Helianchen, he was unwilling to give in: "Does the regent want to help Xi Chu?"
"I don't want to hear your voice." He Lianchen's face was silent: "You are too ugly!"
Shi Wentian: “…….” I really want to hack him to death!
"General Shi is so anxious to fight with each other. Is he angry because of embarrassment?" Lin Chu sneered and said, "I found out that you ordered Hua Ling to pretend to be Princess Rongmin, so you are so impatient that you want to kill people and silence them?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Shi Wentian roared.
"Then let me ask General Shi to explain why Hua Ling knows your Southern Xinjiang Gu technique?"
"Me!" Shi Wentian took a deep breath: "I don't want to talk to you!"
Lin Chu had long seen that Shi Wentian was a reckless man with no ambitions. She just wanted to anger Shi Wentian. A person in anger will lose their sense in anything they do, and there will be flaws everywhere.
Shi Wentian's current attitude is to conceal the truth.
"Why do you do this to me?" Hua Ling said softly with tears in her eyes: "I am an orphan adopted by Her Majesty the Empress. What's wrong with growing up in southern Xinjiang and learning some voodoo arts? I wholeheartedly save people, and this is what you slander me for.
Is there any evidence? Aren’t you proficient in the art of Gu? Are you also from Southern Xinjiang?!"
Lin Chu also knows how to do voodoo?!
Everyone's expressions changed again, their eyes filled with scrutiny and anxiety.
Lin Chu squinted her eyes. Little Green Tea was a bit virtuous. In one sentence, she overturned all the accusations she had just made and dug a hole for herself.
"You are right." Lin Chu nodded: "I know some poisonous arts. But don't forget, my mother is Chu Nanqing, the daughter of the Lord of the Shenping Pesticide Bureau!"
"If that's the case, it makes sense that Lin Chu knows some voodoo skills." The seventh prince pondered for a moment and nodded solemnly.
Everyone glanced at him quietly, "Who are you...?"
"It's easy to verify Miss Hualing's statement." Bailiyuan said slowly: "According to what Lin Chu said, the empress's daughter must be older than Duanmuyan. You can ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look at Miss Hualing. Her bones and muscles can't be repaired."
If she is fake, you can tell how old she is at a glance. Which one is real and which one is fake is clear at a glance."
Hua Ling took a deep breath and straightened her back calmly: "Hua Ling is willing to accept the test!"
"Why bother?" Outside Liufang Pavilion, an old and ethereal man's voice suddenly came: "Miss Hualing's life experience can be clearly understood by asking me."