In the crowd, I don’t know who suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone's eyes shot at her in unison.

From all the guards, to everyone in the prime minister's mansion, to...

What fell on her face in the end was the cold and dark gaze without any emotion.

Instead of avoiding his gaze, Su Miao dismounted and walked towards him in response to his gaze.

Finally stood in front of him, "What's going on?"

Di Beiyu looked at her wearing men's clothing from head to toe, and she came here on a horse just now, as if she was not just a simple trip to the outskirts of Beijing!

So, what does she want to do?

Shouldn't you want to... take the opportunity to leave?

When this thought came out, something seemed to have been stung in my heart, and the man's eyes suddenly darkened.

"Where are you going?" His cold voice paused word by word.

"I haven't gone anywhere." Su Miao frowned, not wanting to bother with him about this issue.

Her eyes swept across the prime minister's mansion, and finally looked at the old lady Su who was most likely to answer her, "Grandmother, what's wrong?"

"Miao...Miao'er!"

Mrs. Su was covered in tears and cried loudly: "Tell me quickly and tell the emperor that we will not do that kind of thing, and your father will not do that kind of thing!" She said in a collapse, "What kind of assassin or assassination must be someone who deliberately wronged your father!"

Su Miao was shocked again and looked at Mrs. Su subconsciously.

But Mrs. Su still had that expression and didn't look at anyone.

Su Mingyuan was even more unreasonably silent, without a single word of defense.

Su Miao even doubted whether he already knew the truth?

She took a breath slightly, her heart beat a little faster, and she turned to look at God Beiyu again, "Master, the assassin of that day..."

Di Beiyu stared at her with deep dark eyes, "The character Su is engraved on the assassin."

Su Miao's palm suddenly clenched.

Mrs. Su is indeed...the hatred is deep.

It was only after the assassination a few days ago that she completely figured out the whole thing.

But she thought at the time that Mrs. Su was just going to kill her, the person who had seized Su Miao's body, and it turned out that it was not just that.

Taking the opportunity to frame Su Mingyuan, it was indeed a killing kill for two birds with one stone.

Over the years, this seemingly weak woman has secretly practiced martial arts, secretly founded the Jue Killing Palace, and even endured and hiding without saying a word, just to avenge her. Su Mingyuan married Qinghe for his power for power, so Mrs. Su took away the power he valued most overnight.

Su Miao closed his eyes.

Mrs. Su's crying continued, but her wrist was suddenly locked and she pulled her into her arms. "Assassination on Huazhan on the day of the day, not only did she attack the imperial officials, but she also dared to attack me and the queen mother. Such a crime..." The man's low voice pressed against her ear bones, "Can your father afford to usurp the throne? How should I do to the Su family, huh?"

Su Miao's eyebrows hopped and he suddenly turned his head to look at him.

The man's lips curled a light curve, and his intimate posture was insulated from the other voices, while his thin lips brushed across his cheeks as if nothing had happened, "Say, where were you planning to go just now?"

Low, gentle, yet tampered with a strong danger.

Su Miao looked at his dark eyes and suddenly felt that he had never known him before.

Such a lofty and high-ranking emperor...

"I..."

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Chapter completed!