Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 1835: confirmed the guess

  Chapter 1835 confirms the conjecture

"Southern Xinjiang has always been a safe corner, which means that you don't want to confront Da Chu. As long as you find out that the relationship between Nanjiang and the Huainan Palace has nothing to do with the country's righteousness, then even the Great Chu court can cooperate with the saint in other matters. What you want to do will only go more smoothly, and the secrets you want to protect will not be known to everyone."

The expression of the Nanjiang saintess changed, she suddenly raised her head to look at him, and looked at him: "Lord Chu, I understand what you said, but I'm sorry, I've made up my mind about this matter, and I know it's okay to hide it for a while." For a while, if it can delay your time, it will also have a great impact, don't you think?"

  The expression on the face of the Southern Border Saintess was very calm, without the slightest panic, and even made a decision, even disregarding her own safety.

  The gaze was too firm, but Chu Heng was sure that there was something serious about it.

  He suddenly said: "Do you know Consort Yun?"

   "What?" The Nanjiang saintess responded, but it was obviously perfunctory.

  Chu Heng ignored her reaction, and continued: "Look at these two people, are they very similar?"

   As he spoke, he took out two portraits, one of which was a middle-aged maid, and the other was a painting of Concubine Yun.

The Saintess of Southern Xinjiang subconsciously set her eyes on the portrait, not understanding what Chu Heng was going to do at the moment. She pursed her lips and looked carefully for a while. She felt that the two people in the portrait were strange to her, but at the same time, there was An eerie familiarity.

   Seeing Chu Heng's sensible eyes, she felt a little uneasy for some reason, and pursed her lips into a straight line: "I don't know."

   "What about this person?" Chu Heng took out another portrait.

  The second the Saintess of Southern Xinjiang saw the portrait, her heart skipped a beat. Even though she tried her best to restrain the change in her expression, there was a flash of astonishment in her eyes.

   Realizing something, the Nanjiang saint forced herself to remain calm, suppressed her throbbing chest, and opened her thin lips lightly: "I haven't seen it before."

"Is it."

Just two words, on the contrary, made the Saintess of Southern Border even more uneasy, especially the things she could guess, as long as Chu Heng got Bai Yao's portrait, he would be able to detect it immediately, and then be seen through his identity. what to do.

  The saintess of southern Xinjiang was flustered.

  Chu Heng slowly rolled up the portrait, "I'm really curious, how big is the matter, that you, the saint, can't even care about the diplomatic relations between the two countries, and you have to hide it."

   "Could it be..." Chu Heng paused.

  The heart of the Saintess of Southern Xinjiang suddenly lifted.

   "Because this matter is more serious than the diplomatic relations between the two countries. For example, in these years, the layout of the former saint Bai Yao in the capital?"

  Chu Heng dropped these words slowly, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

The saintess of Nanjiang opened her pupils slightly, and bit her lips tightly to keep herself from trembling: "Master Chu, you really like to joke. Now that the country of Great Chu is peaceful and the people are peaceful, and Nanjiang doesn't like war, how could you do such a rebellious thing? What's more, if such a thing really happened, why would I come to the capital in person, am I afraid that once I come, I won't be able to leave."

  Seeing her pale face, Chu Heng's suspicions intensified, and he said, "Maybe you don't know."

   "So, your arrival disrupted everything."

   "I hope that the people around the saint can also remain rational."

   "The saint has a good rest, and I will come to interrogate when necessary."

  Chu Heng stood up, took back the portrait, took the confession, etc., turned around and left the cell.

  (end of this chapter)