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Chapter 338

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Being scratched by a naughty cat, Ning Shu said sourly, "Three days and three nights … Your Highness is really smart and capable. I really admire you." She didn't know which girl he was talking to. She snorted in her heart and couldn't help but add, "But I still advise Your Highness to be careful."

Hui Mo said proudly, "Yes, don't you know who our Shizi is? Ah!"

Before he finished talking, he was hit by a golden bead and his acupoint was sealed.

Hui Mo hurriedly begged Jiusi to unseal his acupoint. He felt wronged and said, "I didn't talk nonsense. Three years ago, fifty thousand soldiers of the vassal state disguised as refugees and forced their way into the border of Yunyan. They almost broke through the line of defense. Prince was trapped in the city because of his old injury. Wasn't it you who was ordered to rescue him? You led eight thousand soldiers of Yunyan to fight for three days and three nights without sleeping. Finally, you won the battle with fewer soldiers. You not only kept the border, but also killed Prince Xian of the vassal state! Your heroism is unparalleled! "

"…" So this was what he meant by three days and three nights. Everyone was silent and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Hui Mo was still confused, "???"

Xiahou Qing's face turned from black to white. He sneered and ordered, "If you still want your tongue, don't talk too much in the future if you don't know how to speak. The old blue cloth that Zhou Xiang wore that day is still in his house. Go and get the evidence. "

Hui Mo lowered his head sullenly and said, "Yes, I will go now."

Since Crown Prince Xiahou was angry, the other bailiffs sensibly stood outside and tried their best not to provoke Crown Prince Xiahou.

Xiahou Qing raised his eyebrows in the direction of Ning Shu, "Smart and capable?"

He stretched out his hand and Jiusi knowingly poured a new cup of tea. Ning Shu quickly snatched it and sent it to Xiahou Qing, "Your Highness is young and talented. Your reputation has already spread far and wide in Jiuzhou. Isn't this smart and capable?"

Xiahou Qing didn't take it and said, "Admirable?"

Ning Shu smiled apologetically. "Your Highness, you fought against fifty thousand with eight thousand men, and in the end, you were still able to win despite being outnumbered. This little girl is truly in awe."

Xiahou Qing: "Careful not to hurt yourself?"

Ning Shu was dripping with cold sweat. "For the sake of the people and the country, you fought for three days and three nights without sleeping. Everyone who heard of you was filled with respect and treated you as a role model. However, this is indeed harmful to your health. I'm really worried about Your Highness' health."

Xiahou Qing's lips twitched. "If that's the case, I should thank you instead."

Ning Shu said modestly, "You're welcome. It's what I should do."

Xiahou Qing raised his hand and flicked her forehead. "What a glib tongue." But at least he had accepted the tea that she had offered.

Ning Shu rubbed her forehead, which didn't hurt much. She chuckled as she straightened her back and stood beside him.

Tan Siwei stared at them in a daze. It seemed that other than the few days in prison, Ning Shu had never shown such a bright and lively smile in front of him. What was going on? Why did some things seem to be completely different from what he had imagined?

He felt a slight pain in his heart. He withdrew his gaze and continued to flip through the testimony book in his hand without saying anything.

Hui Mo didn't want to speak at all, and he couldn't say a word.

He stood in front of the Zhou family's pigsty with a wooden face, feeling the cheerful humming of those lively and cute fat pigs, and the "fragrance" that was everywhere in the pigsty. In addition, there were piles of freshly baked pig dung. He retched and held back his tears. Step by step, he walked into the innermost part of the pigpen, as if he was going to die.

Why was he always the one who got hurt!

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