The child nodded and asked, "Tell me, where did she go?"

"She left the town and walked from here." The child pointed at the door. "At the beginning, Uncle Zhi refused to let the sister go, saying that she was pretty and wanted to keep her."

The child's eyes were slightly stern, and he glanced at the other men.

One of the slightly vulgar middle-aged men knelt down and waved his hand and slapped himself twice. "Princess is angry, the villain is a mean person, and the villain should not speak nonsense. However, the villain just talks nonsense and has never done anything. The princess's sister is also a powerful figure. She dislocated the villain's arm and we dare not touch her, so she left."

"Your Highness, this is the case," Zamu said quickly, "The children have seen it, we dare not lie."

The child knows that her sister has been practicing martial arts recently, but she doesn't know what her sister's martial arts skills are. Judging from this situation, she is practicing very well.

She felt a little relaxed.

At least Qian'er didn't have anything to do in this town, so she went out all the time.

However, since she went out, why didn't she find Dajun?

She frowned and looked at Shui Yijun.

This is her expression that she was puzzled and puzzled and needed him to solve the problem.

Shui Yijun immediately said: "It's better to find out who brought the eldest princess to this town first."

"But they all said no."

"There are more than a few of them in this town." Shui Yijun looked at Zamu's son and asked gently, "What kind of clothes did you see that sister wearing?"

The child thought for a while: "It's pink and blue, with a headscarf, just like the other mothers of ours. Oh, that sister tied a red belt."

"What's wrong with the red belt?"

"The red belt is worn by the bride!" the children rush to answer.

"Bride?" The child was stunned.

Shui Yijun said: "I think it must be a woman in this town who lent her clothes to the eldest princess to wear to help her leave here."

The child's eyes were slightly brighter, and he hurriedly grabbed the child and asked, "Do you know who the clothes she is wearing?"

The children shook their heads in a daze.

After all, they are just children, how could they recognize who is whose clothes?

The child then glanced at the men.

Zamu hurriedly said, "We don't recognize you either. They are all men. Who should pay attention to the clothes women wear? But..." He thought for a while, "If we talk about the clothes of the bride, there was a family in our house that had married a wife only half a year ago."

"Take me there!" said the child hurriedly.

"No, right!" Zamu's son waved his hand quickly, "Although I don't recognize who the clothes are, that sister is wearing old clothes, not new clothes."

"Oh, yes, it's old clothes." Zamu immediately reacted, "I remembered that the style of the clothes is indeed old, not something women like in recent years."

The child asked: "Think about it carefully!"

Zamu and the other men looked at each other and shook their heads.

Not to mention the clothes of the ages, they don’t remember much about what their wife wore this morning.

Shui Yijun said: "It's better to ask the women in the town."

The child nodded and looked at Zamu: "There is a mayor in your town? Let him call out all the women, I want to ask!"

Zamu was embarrassed: "I will tell you honestly. Your people in front of us come to harm our town, and the son of the patriarch died. He hated you to the core and would never help you!"
Chapter completed!