Jing Qiaoqiao stared at the lying man, and before she could react, Lie Wuyi's eyes widened.

She was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

Lie Wuyi sat up, looked at Jing Qiaoqiao, speechless.

Jing Qiaoqiao thought, this person's eyes look so familiar.

Where have you seen me before?

[Oh, last time in Linzhou, one of the black-clad assassins was Lie Wuyi, right?]

[Who hurt him then? Why would he ask me for help?]

Jing Qiaoqiao thought of this person and turned to look at her nephew Qiao standing beside her.

Nephew Qiao was very strange. He kept flirting with his eldest and second nephews.

I can't see why.

But after the court session.

The old emperor did not keep him in the palace, but asked Lu Xiaojia to hand him over to his nephew Qiao.

Nephew Qiao took it and ran all the way to stop the envoy.

"Ripped clothes?"

Lie Wuyi was stunned for a moment, then turned around and bowed to his nephew Qiao, then said, "I wonder what Minister Jing wants to ask me?"

Nephew Qiao's eyes fell on his face, "Have you been to Linzhou?"

Lie Wuyi didn't answer.

"Even if you don't answer, my aunt will know."

In this sentence, Na Lie Wuyi told the truth: "I have been there, and that night, I also participated in the robbery of the Little Fairy Qiaoqiao."

"As expected." Nephew Qiao asked again, "I remember my aunt didn't hurt anyone. Why did your meridians get broken? I'm very suspicious."

"Tan Yi, the general of Tianyin country, has a martial arts master under his command." Lie Wuyi bowed and revealed the truth.

"Who is the master?" asked Qiao's nephew.

This time, Lie Wuyi stopped talking.