Ling Ba, Ling Yun, and Ling Zhi had different ideas.
He felt that if Tang Yiruo really had a problem, she wouldn't be foolish enough to walk right into a trap.
Ling Qi watched this scene from afar and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
The magistrate has come at the perfect time. His three good brothers are bored out of their minds, so this is a good opportunity to amuse them.
He could tell that Tang Yi couldn't possibly be the problem.
"Let me go!"
Tang Yi regretted not heeding Qiu Dafu's advice.
Qiu Dafu, you're probably hiding in the shadows watching me make a fool of myself.
He was wrong about that; Qiu Dafu wasn't that free.
Tang Yi's arms ached from being pulled so hard, and he even felt a self-deprecating urge to laugh.
If Qin Feng is the prince of Western Qin, then Jiao Jiao must be a princess? But when she first arrived in Baiyang, didn't she sell herself to bury her father?
Thinking of this, he immediately changed his mind.
“Song Jiao and Qin Feng have different surnames and are not siblings. The four vice generals must not wrong an innocent person.”
"Let me go! What does it matter to us whether Qin Feng is a prince of Western Qin or not?"
After he finished speaking, he pulled on the arm again with force.
Fortunately, Ling Yun was freed from his restraints.
Because he saw the woman running towards him in the distance.
It was Song Jiao.
"Yes, we are siblings." Suddenly, Song Jiao's affirmative voice came from behind Tang Yi.
Tang Yi heard the sound and his head was spinning.
He hurriedly turned around to look, and for some reason, he thought of Hu Ying.
He shook his head; Jiaojiao and Huying were definitely not the same.
"Jiaojiao, what nonsense are you talking about? Qin Feng is Qin Feng, and you are you!" He tried to distance Song Jiao from Qin Feng with these two sentences.
This is strange. Wasn't General Gu fighting against Northern Qi? How did he get involved with Western Qin? Tang Yi's mind was in a mess.
"I am Princess Tang Yi of Western Qin," Song Jiao said firmly, then stepped in front of Tang Yi, shielding him from the unfriendly stares.
"Brothers, Lord Tang is completely unaware of this; he knows nothing about my affairs. How is my brother doing? Please, tell me."
When her brother was mentioned, Song Jiao's eyes reddened.
She paid no attention to the hostile looks these people were giving her; all she wanted to know was how her brother was doing.
"Song Jiao, your surname is clearly Song, so how can Qin Feng be your brother?" Tang Yi asked, puzzled.
He had asked Song Jiao, but she didn't say anything.
However, if Qin Feng is truly a prince of Western Qin, this claim is somewhat far-fetched.
The three people behind Ling Ba were even more puzzled. Even Ling Qi, upon hearing this, carried the child and gradually approached.
"Lord Tang, my real name is Qin Songjiao." Song Jiao lowered her eyes, two lines of clear tears streaming down her face.
She really didn't want to recall her tragic past.
After Song Jiao finished speaking, Ling Yun and Ling Zhi's eyes became even sharper.
Ling Yun: "So, it's the princess of Western Qin."
"Song Jiao, weren't you a courtesan before?" The one who asked the question was Qiu Yan.
That's right, she and her two children had just returned to the village when they witnessed the argument near the mountain.
Song Jiao: "I had no choice but to do it to make a living."
Qiu Yan's arrival instantly attracted the attention of the group.
Especially Tang Yi,
"Qiu Yan, Jiao Jiao used to be your person. If she has a problem, you definitely have a problem too."
It has to be said, Tang Yi's mind works really fast.
By saying this, he not only averted danger for Song Jiao, but also saved himself.
Qiu Yan: "The day you sold yourself to bury your father, who was it that you buried?"
Song Jiao: "It's my father, that's right."
That's right, His Majesty of Western Qin was buried in Dongjin. However, she didn't dare tell Qin Feng, fearing that he would drag his ailing body to send his father back to Western Qin.
After all, at that time, Western Qin was in the hands of Northern Qi.
After saying this, Song Jiao knelt down in front of Qiu Yan with a thud.
"Girl, please tell me, what happened to my second brother? Where is he now?"
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