The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

"I said, I said."

"I said."

An Shigeng couldn't bear the pain any more, so he bowed his head and compromised.

When An Zisong heard this, he ignored the father-son relationship and angrily scolded him, "You useless piece of trash, trash."

If it weren't for the fact that other countries advocate filial piety, he would have been subtly influenced and firmly bound by the word "filial piety" since he was a child. He would have long since rejected this useless and hindering father.

It will only ruin his good deeds.

"You unfilial son, how dare you scold me?" An Shigeng looked at An Zisong unconvinced.

An Zisong was about to say something when Yan Mingda stood between the two of them, blocking them tightly so that the other party could not see.

He raised his hand and slapped An Shigeng hard a few times, threatening: "Will you tell me? If you don't, I'll feed you another pill to make you suffer even more."

“No, no…” An Shigeng’s face turned pale with fright and he broke out in cold sweat.

He really couldn't bear this sin.

too painful.

"I say, I say it."

While gasping in pain, An Shigeng told Yan Mingda that Yan Jiaojiao was imprisoned in Qingshan Temple, fifty miles outside Zhongzhou City.

Qingshan Temple looks like a temple, but it is actually a place where Zhongzhou Prefecture secretly detains prisoners.

Many prisoners who are not allowed to see the light of day are imprisoned there.

After hearing this, Dijiang hurriedly sent people to Qingshan Temple to rescue them. Jiujiu gave the two people an antidote to help them detoxify.

Anyway, I have already got the answer I wanted, so there is no need to continue to poison them.

The father and son were also released.

Their clothes were basically soaked with sweat, wet and sticky, and because they hadn't changed their clothes for several days, they exuded a foul odor that was extremely unpleasant.

Dijiang and Jiujiu both went out, covering their noses.

Yan Mingda also followed.

As soon as he got outside, Yan Mingda knelt in front of Jiujiu and said excitedly, "Princess, your majesty is right. It turns out that you have a solution."

"You really did force me to reveal my sister's whereabouts."

"My lord, my lord..."

"I don't know how to thank you. I will never forget your kindness. I am willing to work like a cow or a horse to repay you."

Jiujiu said: "Okay, don't say anything, get up quickly?"

"It's not up to you to decide now whether to work like a slave or a horse. Let's talk about it later!"

[No matter how beautiful these words are, they are all empty words. ]

【Only if you can do it. 】

[I really hope Yan Mingda can hear my voice and understand that what I like is that actions speak louder than words. ]

Yan Mingda: “…”

What did he hear?

The princess' mouth didn't move, but he seemed to hear what she was thinking.

The princess hopes that he will prove his willingness to work like a slave with his actions in the future.

He understands and he will do it.

Jiujiu had no idea that whoever she wanted to hear her thoughts would be able to hear them.

Jiujiu was still muttering to herself at this moment.

Di Jiang and Yan Mingda heard a lot, but both of them pretended to be dead, unwilling to speak, and tacitly agreed not to show it.

Only Chu Yang was confused. His Majesty and Miss Yan both pricked up their ears to listen to something. What were they listening to?

Who is speaking?

"His Majesty?"

"Miss Yan?"

No one paid any attention to Chuyang.

The next morning, the troops from the Southern Kingdom arrived. Di Jiang led these people and a group of soldiers into Zhongzhou. The first step was to capture the people who were holding wanted warrants for them. The second step was to hold the trial in court.

On this day in Zhongzhou, the streets and alleys were empty.

Everyone was crowded outside the Zhongzhou government office, watching His Majesty the Southern Kingdom interrogate the Zhongzhou governor and his sons in a major case in which they bullied the common people, kept private soldiers, and attempted treason.

The people were all so excited that their eyes were filled with tears.

"The savior has finally arrived."

"Finally someone came to rescue us."

"No more evil officials will oppress the people of Zhongzhou. We will soon have a good life. This is great, great."

"Your Majesty the Southern Kingdom and the Princess of Western Chu are both good people! Without them, we would not have a good life. In the future, we will build statues and temples for them."

.

Outside Zhongzhou Prefecture.

A group of men in black are planning something.

The leading black-clad man said, "After the young master is interrogated today, in order to prevent any complications, His Majesty of the Southern Kingdom will definitely order the young master to be killed."

"They are all very smart and will never let the tiger go back to the mountains, but..."

"The young master is our backbone, and we are his last trump card. We cannot watch him get into trouble, otherwise all this will lose its meaning. We must save him, at all costs."

"Sir, we all understand." Everyone nodded.

"I understand. Now, let's fly into the city and rescue the young master."

"I won't come back until I can rescue the young master."

These people are collectively called the Blood-Sleeve Team.

It is composed of many strange people in the world.

Work hard for An Zisong.

An Zisong spent a large sum of money every year to support them, just so that they would save his life if one day he was imprisoned and unable to escape.

Now is the time, and they have fulfilled their promise and stood up.

Wherever the Bloody Shirt Team appears, there will be bloodshed and death.

The Blood-Clothed Team is feared by everyone in the martial world.

Can they rescue An Zisong this time?

An Zisong has been sentenced to death and will be executed immediately. He is also wondering if his people can show up in time to save his life.

They are his last hope!

Don't let him down.

After Di Jiang finished the interrogation, he pulled out a token from the table and threw it in front of An Zisong, who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Behead him immediately!"

"Execute immediately."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Chu Yang secretly glanced at Yan Mingda who was standing on the right side of Di Jiang, and personally took people to escort Yan Mingda outside and execute him immediately.

Everyone in the crowd was looking forward to it.

Only a few girls whose families had not suffered any misfortunes and had a good life fixed their eyes on Dijiang.

They came here to join in the fun today, but they didn't expect to see His Majesty the Southern Kingdom. The key point is that His Majesty the Southern Kingdom is so handsome, tall, and domineering.

I don't think there is any girl who doesn't like him.

only--

They also saw Jiujiu sitting on the armchair next to Dijiang.

"Who is that girl? She is able to sit next to His Majesty of the Southern Kingdom and receive such preferential treatment from His Majesty of the Southern Kingdom."

"In my family, when my father receives guests, my mother can only stand next to her husband, and so do other relatives in the family. That girl can actually sit?"

"Why do I care about these things? In this world, there are no walls that cannot be pried open, only hoes that don't work hard. I must find a way to make His Majesty the Southern Kingdom fall in love with me."