Wei Xu did not meet her, but turned and ran away along another road.

In order to save Cheng Qingxue, the saint stayed up all night and consumed a lot of her energy, so she felt a little depressed.

Therefore, I didn't pay attention to Wei Xu.

When Envoy Lu went to the place where the fight took place and made inquiries, she learned that an envoy from the Great Zhou had arrived.

Right at the gate of the palace, the princess who was to be married off was kidnapped.

She suddenly realized that it might be the person who had just ridden the horse.

Unfortunately, the other party had gone too far and could not be caught up.

On the other side, Xie Jinnian looked at Lu Changshi's receding back, thought of the word "saint" from his mouth, and suddenly remembered where the feeling of déjà vu just now came from.

Wasn’t the person who snatched away the princess of the Great Zhou the Wei Xu who had been missing for many days?

In Southern Xinjiang, there are only a handful of people who have seen Wei Xu's true face. Apart from the Saint and her confidants, there are only the King of Southern Xinjiang and his own confidants.

Xie Jinnian is one of them.

He glanced inconspicuously at the Minister of Rites of the Great Zhou who was walking towards him breathlessly.

When the other party was halfway there, a guard from the Great Zhou came forward and whispered something in his ear.

The Honglu Temple Minister's face changed: "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

The guard hesitated for a moment and said seriously, "I'm not sure. That person moved too fast and there was some flour on his face. I didn't see him clearly, but I think he looks a bit like General Wei Xu."

"ah……"

The Minister of Honglu Temple fell into deep thought.

If it was Wei Xu, why did he capture Princess Hui'an?

He also injured so many guards of the Great Zhou.

This is not something he would do.

Wei Ting once announced in the Golden Palace that Wei Xu was captured by people from southern Xinjiang. Although it was not widely publicized among the people, the Minister of the Honglu Temple, who was an official appointed by the court, knew about it.

"So Wei Xu is still alive... No, we can't be sure that person is Wei Xu yet."

"Lord Wang."

Xie Jinnian walked over.

The five tigers had already fallen back onto his shoulders, lying there obediently and not moving.

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites had just arrived in the royal capital and had not yet met Xie Jinnian.

Xie Jinnian guessed his identity based on his official uniform.

Xie Jinnian was dressed like a eunuch, but he had a handsome face, a tall figure, and a dignified demeanor that was eye-catching.

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites was wondering who the other party was when a member of the Imperial Guards from Southern Xinjiang greeted Xie Jinnian: "Eunuch Jin."

Xie Jinnian nodded.

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites had done his homework before coming to Southern Xinjiang. Along the way, he collected information about the officialdom in Southern Xinjiang, including the four major families and eight major tribes, as well as the favorites around the King of Southern Xinjiang.

The Minister of the Honglu Temple bowed and said, "It turns out to be Eunuch Jin."

Xie Jinnian cupped his hands and bowed, "Your Excellency, you don't have to be polite. What happened today was our fault. I will report this to His Majesty. I believe His Majesty will definitely send out elite troops to rescue the princess of Great Zhou as soon as possible."

The Minister of the Honglu Temple said worriedly, "Thank you for your help."

Suddenly, the guard from the Great Zhou came over again and whispered something to the Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

The Minister of the Honglu Temple looked at Xie Jinnian strangely and said, "My subordinates heard that the man testified that the Saint Girl was the mastermind behind the incident. Is this true?"

Xie Jinnian said calmly, "That person did say that. Whether it was a false accusation or the truth, I will give Da Zhou an explanation after verification."

…

Two quarters of an hour later, in a side hall of the Southern Xinjiang Palace, the Saint Lady met with the King of Southern Xinjiang.

The King of Southern Xinjiang dismissed the palace maids and guards, leaving only Xie Jinnian present.

Xie Jinnian reported to the King of Southern Xinjiang everything that had happened, including Wei Xu's accusations against the saint.

If it were someone else, they might not have the confidence to accuse the saint. Even if they did, they would have to consider the tone or polish it a little - maybe they had heard it wrong.

Xie Jinnian doesn't.

He said what he saw.

He even confessed how Wei Xu had slipped away right under the Saint's nose.

The King of Southern Xinjiang sat on a chair shrouded in twilight and asked the Saint in a deep voice, "What do you have to say?"

The saint has a headache.

The Saint Frowned and Said, "Your Majesty, I didn't know that man was Wei Xu."

The King of Southern Xinjiang said sternly: "He walked past your carriage. Do you dare to say that you didn't see him?"

The Saint said, "My injuries have not healed yet, and I have not slept all night. I closed my eyes and rested in the carriage, so I didn't pay attention."

This is the truth.

If she knew that the man was Wei Xu, she would have subdued him long ago. How could she have let him escape?

The King of Southern Xinjiang cast his sharp gaze upon the Saint's face, as if judging the truthfulness of her words.

Xie Jinnian said nothing.

When it's time to speak, he won't hesitate.

And he would never say a word when he shouldn't.

The King of Southern Xinjiang said calmly, "Didn't you say that Wei Xu was aphasic?"

After taking the drugs, the puppets of the Holy Maiden Temple will gradually lose their normal emotions and ability to speak, until they finally turn into a walking corpse.

This process can take as short as half a year or no longer than two years.

But Wei Xu had been taking the medicine for five years and could still speak.

The King of Southern Xinjiang questioned, "You really don't have any reservations about Wei Xu?"

The Saint replied calmly, "I assure you that I treat Wei Xu the same as I treat other puppets, but you also know Wei Xu's situation. He is very powerful and cannot be matched by ordinary people."

The King of Southern Xinjiang said in a deep voice: "So, you can't even control your own puppet?"

The Saint said, "No. My flute is effective on Wei Xu. If the Jade-faced Rakshasa hadn't come out to disrupt the situation last time, I would have called Wei Xu back long ago. Without the medicine, Wei Xu will suffer backlash and torture every day. He can't hold on for too long, and he will come to me sooner or later."

The King of Southern Xinjiang said in a dignified manner: "I don't want to hear such words for the third time."

The Saint said solemnly: "There won't be a third time. Next time I will bring Wei Xu to your Majesty in person."

The King of Southern Xinjiang warned: "Wei Xu is very dangerous. If he has not lost his speech, he may not have lost all his memories. If he remembers who he is and reunites with the officials of the Great Zhou, you will have no reason to attack him again."

The Saint paused and said, "I understand. I will hurry up and call him back so that he will never appear before the officials of the Great Zhou."

The King of Southern Xinjiang waved his hand.

The saint took her leave.

Only the King of Southern Xinjiang and Xie Jinnian were left in the hall.

The King of Southern Xinjiang asked, "Jinnian, what do you think?"

Xie Jinnian spoke his mind truthfully: "The Saint should not instigate Wei Xu to kidnap the Princess of Da Zhou, but today's incident has indeed proved that Wei Xu is different from other puppets. Jinnian dares to guess that the Saint has some reservations about Wei Xu."

The face of the King of Southern Xinjiang was shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see his expression.

He just gently stroked the armrest of the chair and said nothing more.

…

But Wei Xu came and left, and no one knew what he was doing.

Since the scope of activities has expanded, the three Guibo brothers have wanted to keep an eye on him, but who can keep an eye on him? Night fell.

Su Xuan returned to the room and looked at the Rakshasa sword on the table.

He reached out his hand, hesitating whether to take it.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open.

A long leg froze in mid-air, maintaining the posture of kicking the door.

Su Xuan frowned, instantly entered a state of alert, and turned around with tremendous internal strength.

Wei Xu stood at the door.

Retract the leg that was kicking the door.

Probably realizing that his kicking the door was wrong, he rolled his eyes guiltily and grabbed someone from behind him.

He lifted her shoulders and gently put her into the threshold, then grinned at Su Xuan.

As if to say.

Found it, here you are.

My dears, can you please give Brother Ting a heart? His popularity is about to break 200,000. The editor promised to reward the Five Tigers to come out and meet everyone after it breaks. Everyone wants to see the Five Tigers and hear their voices as soon as possible, right? Let Brother Ting's popularity break 200,000! 　　For the Five Tiger Marshals, go for it!

(End of this chapter)