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689. She is my life! 2

Such an important person is related to the safety of the Northwest Princess and the life and death of the people of Xishu. How could anyone want to let her escape?!

Everyone had an expression of indignation.

Shen Fengchu's eyes swept around, lingered on Yun Chu's face for a moment, and finally landed on Ning Ziyu's face.

"Your Highness, why don't you see the second son?"

After his reminder, everyone looked around. Sure enough, the main figures of each sect and several generals from the northwest of Xishu were all present, but Ning Ziqian's people were not seen.

"I'm here!"

In the distance, Ning Ziqian's voice came.

Everyone turned around and saw Ning Ziqian striding over while arranging his clothes. His clothes and hair were a little messy. From the look of it, he seemed to have just woken up.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Walking into the circle, Ning Ziqian asked with a puzzled look.

"The second son just woke up?" Before Ning Ziyu could speak, Shen Fengchu asked in a deep voice.

Ning Ziqian yawned and glanced quickly at Xueduo's face, "Yes, I was woken up by you, so I put on my clothes and came out immediately. What's going on? Why is this woman here?"

Shen Fengchu's eyes glanced at the robes on his body, his pupils narrowed slightly, "His Royal Highness, are you really not clear?"

"How would I know!" Ning Ziqian glanced at him. He didn't know Shen Fengchu's true identity. He only thought that he was just a small leader in the Northwest Army. Naturally, he would not be polite. "Is it possible that you suspect that Did I let her go?"

"Humph!" Shen Fengchu hummed, "His Royal Highness knew that someone let her go deliberately without even asking. Isn't it strange?"

"I..." A look of panic flashed in Ning Ziqian's eyes, "I just saw this rope and saw so many of you grabbing her, so I casually said, this rope..." He pointed at Chen Qi The rope in his hand, "Isn't it the rope that tied her up?"

"This rope was put on after we helped her change her clothes!" Mu Qingnian's eyes also turned deep, "Excuse me, the second son has never been to our tent, how do you know that this is the rope tied with blood flowers? !”

Ning Ziqian was speechless immediately, "I..."

"Second son!" Yun Chu also said with a sneer, "Your boots are so wet. Could it be that you took a walk in the river?"

As soon as she spoke, everyone's eyes fell on Ning Ziqian's boots.

By the firelight, you could clearly see that his black boots were slightly reflective, and they were obviously stained by something.

"It's blood!" A member of the Jianghu community shouted, "It must be him who killed the Emei female disciple and let this witch go free!"

"Nonsense, I didn't!" Ning Ziqian yelled urgently, "You can't accuse me unjustly without evidence. Don't forget, I am the second son of Xishu. Why should I let her go? You are all full of bloody trolls... …”

"Zi Qian!" Ning Ziyu frowned and shouted at him, "Shut up!"

He knew his brother's character very well. For so many years, his half-brother, who was born from a side concubine, had always wanted to compete for the position of King of Western Shu.

The current evidence and Ning Ziqian's performance can prove that this younger brother must have done something wrong this time.

As for the reason, Ning Ziyu knew it without thinking too much.

The Gu disaster was so severe this time that he went deep into the uninhabited valley to capture Xueduo. If Xueduo really released the antidote, his influence in Xishu County would increase again, and his father would become more and more interested in him. And Ning Ziqian has even less chance.

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