"Song Qingshu..." Temujin fell into deep thought, and gently tapped his fingertips on the chair, obviously measuring the possibility.

Song Qingshu's scalp was numb. In troubled times, he was used to hiding in the dark and swaying, but once he was placed in the open, he was really restrained everywhere and struggling, but for a while he didn't know what to do to eliminate his suspicion.

The old man Wusun next to him was a little hesitant. At the beginning, he was prepared to put the charge on Guo Jing. At this time, there was already a suspect, so is it necessary to throw Guo Jing out?

"Wu Sun, what do you have to say?" Temujin was so sensitive that he immediately noticed his desire to speak.

Seeing everyone's eyes falling on him, Wu Sun made a move and decided to take a gamble to reduce his responsibilities as much as possible: "There is a saying that I don't know if it should be said or not..."

Temujin frowned: "Why have you learned the style of the Han people? Don't hesitate, just say it!"

Wusun then said, "I see that the man in black looks familiar, and looks like a person."

"Who do you look like?" Temujin was a little impatient.

"I dare not say it." Wu Sun hesitated.

"Why doesn't there be so much nonsense?" Temujin's face darkened, and his eyes felt like he was choosing someone and devouring him.

Wusun was pressed by the other party's aura and almost couldn't breathe. He hurriedly replied, "It's a bit like the former Golden Sword Prince Consort."

Song Qingshu's heart was beating, thinking to himself why he brought Guo Jing out. He immediately realized that Guo Jing was in danger and wanted to inform him immediately, but where could he leave now?

"The Prince Consort of the Golden Sword?" Temujin was stunned and realized for a long time, "Are you talking about Guo Jing?"

Seeing Wusun nodding, Temujin said angrily: "What does this have to do with Guo Jing? That ungrateful guy has defected to the Southern Song Dynasty. I don't want to hear his name again."

He once valued this Han boy very much, asked him to lead troops, and even wanted to marry his daughter to him and was ready to be king. Who knew that he had betrayed him, how deep he loved him at the beginning, and how deep he hated him now.

Wusun naturally understood this, but now he could only say with a tough head and a little bit of anger: "Before, the Northern Expedition of the Southern Song Dynasty failed, Guo Jing was surrounded by the Jin people alone. Later, he had no idea why he escaped. He was seriously injured and was rescued by Princess Hua Zheng. The princess brought him back to treat him with all his heart and gradually healed his wounds."

"You all know this?" Temujin looked at the rest of the people suddenly.

Li Chimei and Basiba looked at each other and hurriedly replied, "We just heard about it, but we are not sure, and we have not had time to verify it." Everyone on Helin knew that the Golden Sword Prince Consort was the Khan's Scale, but Princess Hua Zheng was his favorite daughter. Whoever wanted to wade into this muddy water turned a blind eye.

What's more, Hua Zheng did a good job of keeping the secret from beginning to end. She changed Guo Jing to another place every once in a while. Even if the information is well-informed, it only has some news, but there is no evidence.

Wusun said at this time: "A few months ago, the princess asked me to help treat a patient, and I agreed without thinking. The man was injured too much, and he had a high fever all over, and he had hallucinations. I needed to use my mental energy to bring him into a dream and completely calm him down..."

He described the previous incident in seven or three parts: "At the beginning, the princess covered his face, I really didn't know that he was the Golden Sword Prince Consort back then. Later, after he recovered, I gradually learned the truth. Because I knew about the incident that year, I was afraid of the punishment of the kidnapping, so I didn't dare to speak out. But this time the relationship was too great, and I had to tell the matter."

"You said that the man in black looks like Guo Jing?" Temujin's tone has calmed down now, but everyone knows that this is just the eve of a storm.

"I'm not sure, it's just a bit similar," Wusun said, "Guo Jing escaped from death this time, thanks to the princess's care, and his guilt of abandoning the princess in the past, it seemed that he felt aroused later. Of course, I don't know where they have developed now."

The people around him looked different. Although Wu Sun kept saying that he didn't know where the relationship between the two was, wasn't this hint obvious enough?

Temujin sneered: "What you mean is that I gave the marriage to Hua Zheng and Wu Chen this time. They can't refuse it openly. They can only find a way to get rid of Wu Chen, so that Hua Zheng doesn't have to marry?" He was stunned as he said that because he remembered that going to Gaochang Maze was also mentioned by Hua Zheng. Could it be that they were really bold?

Wu Sun's cold sweat came out of his temples, and he hurriedly said, "I didn't mean that, I just didn't want to give up any possibility. Moreover, the princess-like figure must have nothing to do with her. Maybe Guo Jing thought that his beloved was taken away, so he took the risk."

Temujin snorted coldly: "Although that traitor Guo Jing is hateful, I know his character well that he will never do such a thing!" On the contrary, Hua Zheng's temperament is somewhat following me. Such things can really be done. Of course, he will never say these words.

Wusun replied: "But Guo Jing is not the Guo Jing of the past."

"What does this mean?" Li Chimei frowned.

Wusun explained: "When I treated him, he was too seriously injured and affected by a high fever. After he was cured, he seemed to have forgotten many things in the past, but now he is completely different."

Even Temujin was a little shaken. He originally didn't believe it, but after Wu Sun said this, he also understood why Guo Jing, whom he loved deeply, would fall in love with Hua Zheng again. If he lost his memory, he might have done those things when he was encouraged.

"Shuiyue Sect, what do you think?" He looked at Song Qingshu next to him.

"I have never seen the Golden Sword Prince Consort, and I have no way to judge." Although Song Qingshu wanted to clear his suspicion, he would not be able to do it if he wanted to put the charge on Guo Jing. "It's just that as far as I know, Guo Jing should not be good at light skills. He may not be able to escape by taking someone."

Basiba suggested: "The one who knows Guo Jing's skills best in Helin City should be the King of Jinlun. Why not call him here and ask?"

"No!" Temujin waved his hand to stop him, paced back and forth in the hall, and suddenly made up his mind, "You and I go to Huazheng to find out what happened."

Everyone exchanged their eyes: "Yes!"

Temujin took the lead, and the rest of the hall hurriedly followed, and no one else was alarmed during the whole process. Except for Naya's summoning a group of imperial guards, everyone looked serious along the way, and no one dared to make a sound.

Song Qingshu was extremely anxious, but Li Chimei, Tongtian Wu, Nayaa and others vaguely surrounded him in the middle. He could not do anything to inform him. The only thing he could pray now was that Guo Jing was not at Huazheng Mansion.

The group rode their horses and arrived at the princess's mansion not long after. Before the people at the princess's mansion could react, they were controlled by Naya's people, while Temujin rushed to the inner house with a gloomy face.

After a while, Hua Zheng finally got the news and hurriedly came out: "Father Khan, why did you come suddenly, don't inform me?"
Chapter completed!