670. Chapter 670 Begging for Rain to Hit the Face+

No matter how the prince exerts pressure.

The governor has always insisted on his innocence and identified the admiral as the culprit.

That kind of lonely and courageous aura infected the people who didn't believe in him before, and they couldn't help but have doubts.

Had they been hoodwinked all along?

The real villain is actually the admiral?

Seeing the people shaken, the prince felt very angry.

He came here to increase his influence and gain the support of the people.

Never be beaten again.

"You are really stubborn." The prince sneered, "If you ask the common people to deal with your case in court, it is to give you the favor of taking the initiative to confess and give you a lighter sentence. Since you are so stubborn, you may as well give him death."

The Governor's eyes were firm, "If you want to be innocent, why should you be afraid of death?"

He was framed up by the prince's sergeants and was about to be dragged away in public to be executed.

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes came.

Before everyone had time to follow the sound and turn their heads, a black shadow flashed in the air, swept everyone's perspective, and slammed into the courtroom with a bang.

"What the hell?"

The prince was startled, stood up reflexively and then hid back.

"Escort!" The prince's personal guard jumped out to protect the prince at the same time.

They fixed their eyes on the unknown object that suddenly appeared.

Discovering that it was the admiral who was tied up into a ball, he fell over with a bruised nose and swollen face, and folded one hand at a twisted angle.

"ah!"

The admiral let out a sharp scream, his whole body was tied up and he couldn't move, but he rolled to the prince's feet with a strong desire to survive.

"Your Highness, help, help!"

The prince's face was gloomy, "Which one is the one who dares to openly insult the imperial court official?"

The prince's personal guard quickly untied the admiral, the admiral wept, pointed outward with trembling fingers, unable to speak, "Yes, it's him—"

at the same time.

The crowded people voluntarily made way for Di Zi and the other Black Shields to pass through.

The prince narrowed his eyes, not angry but arrogant, "Bold, I told you to follow the admiral to catch those two fakes, how dare you turn your hands and hurt the admiral?"

Di Zi said with no expression on his face, "Your admiral committed crimes, disrespected the Marquis and the Princess Zhaoyang, and did not execute him on the spot, which is already a respect for His Highness the Crown Prince."

The prince seemed to hear the nonsense, and his face was absurd and funny.

He hadn't had time to speak yet.

Di Zi turned around and opened the bead curtain on the carriage behind him.

Si Yu and Song Zhao jumped out of the carriage one after the other, and their clothes fluttered into everyone's sight.

The prince's pupils shrank suddenly, and a big earthquake happened instantly.

Si Yu stood with his hands behind his back, side by side with Song Zhao, and strode into the courtroom, "His Royal Highness, don't come here without any harm."

The surroundings are as quiet as a chicken.

The people stared blankly at the two big men.

The innate nobleness of the heavenly family in them dare not move even if they are overwhelmed.

The prince took two steps forward in disbelief, sure it was not a hallucination, and lost his voice, "You... Aren't you already dead?"

Si Yu looked over calmly, and the corners of his lips twitched, "His Royal Highness is concerned, this Marquis does not dare to die, after all, the mission that Ben Marquis shoulders has not been completed yet."

The prince gritted his teeth.

Seeing Si Yu and Song Zhao doing well, he slowly came back to his senses.

It turned out that they did it on purpose and came to Jingzhou first.

Judging from this situation, they have already grasped the opportunity.

"Since Lord Hou and the Princess are not in trouble, why didn't you tell Gu earlier, so that Gu would be worried."

Song Zhao pouted.

Still worried about being afraid.

I'm afraid it's not hope.

Si Yu lifted his robe and sat down on the vacant seat, and said with a half-smile, "Benhou didn't die, but I won't tell you, hey, it's just for fun."