Chapter 57: The Spy (2)

  Xiatong was taken aback and raised his head, when did he also become like a child, stubbornly clinging to such a childish question?

  His dark eyes gazed at her with a hint of urgency, he was serious, and he wanted to know the answer urgently!

  Trying to stifle a laugh, she gave him a solemn answer, just as serious as he was. But looking at his stern expression, Xia Tong couldn't help but let out a "heh" and said: "Of course I didn't cheat you!"

  "What about these?" Mu Beichen's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, and he threw the letter in front of Xia Tong, staring at her with an icy gaze. "How do you explain?"

  At this time, Xia Tong finally realized that things were not as romantic as she had imagined. Mu Bei Chen was not joking with her, and the reason must be in those letters!

  With a hesitant pick-up, on the plain paper, the pen and ink are strong and straight: My dear son, Empress Bei does not think it is a worry, Father Emperor has already ordered the ghost to go and kill him. I hope you will take care of yourself and help Father Emperor complete the great cause of the Jiangshan! The following is the big red seal - Nan Gong Cang!

  The silk letter floated to the ground, Xia Tong looked at Mu Beichen in horror: "Mu Beichen, listen to me, this is not mine! Really not, that person named Nan Gong Cang, I don't know him at all! And also, who is Chaoyang......"

  In the end, Xia Tong's voice gradually faded away! Because Mu Bei Chen quietly looked at her excuses, without opening his mouth, his icy pupils were full of tangled pain!

  "Do you want to continue fabricating? The Dawn Princess of Beijiang!" He spoke coldly, the guards behind him exchanged bewildered glances, they had no idea how the Luli Princess of Lijing, the Northern King's consort, suddenly became the Dawn Princess of Beijiang!

  "Brother Huang, are you really sure she is Princess Chaoyang?" Mu Beichuan picked up the handkerchief that Xia Tong had dropped on the ground and looked at it for a moment before asking, his small eyebrows furrowed again.

  "The fact is before our eyes, do we still need to argue?" Mu Beichen sighed, seemingly heartbroken, looking at her with sunken pupils: "If I hadn't arrived in time, Flowing Swallow would probably be a corpse by now!"

  "Did you know that sister was almost killed by Gui Nu too?" Mu Bei Chen clenched his fists tightly and spoke in a low voice to Mu Bei Chen, with suppressed anger in his tone.

  "Is that so?" He looked into her eyes. Xia Tong caught a glimpse of self-blame and worry, but it was gone in an instant, his icy gaze suddenly turned sharp, and he coldly snorted: "A woman like her who can act, what kind of play can't she put on? If it's true, then she wouldn't be able to stand here making excuses for herself now!"

  Mu Beichuan looked at his tightly clenched fist and was speechless!

  Staring blankly at him, her body swayed a few times, and Xiaotong felt as if a thousand arrows were piercing through her heart, the pain causing her body to tremble along with it. "You don't believe me?"

  "It's your fabricated story and over-the-top acting that makes it impossible for me to believe!"

  It was as if a hand had ruthlessly grasped her heart and was twisting it tighter and tighter, the pain was almost suffocating!

  Looking at the man in front of her who had promised to love her wholeheartedly, the anger in her heart burned brighter: In vain did she give him her complete and undivided heart, pouring out her innermost thoughts to him, yet he never believed her?

  Thinking of this, Xia Tong pointed at Mu Bei Chen, the elegant lady image she had maintained for 14 years was completely gone, and her first swear word was dedicated to him like a first love: "Mu Bei Chen, you're an unscrupulous bastard! I've been sincere with you, but you still suspect me!"