Chapter 4387 Whose Clothes Does She Wear?

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

"She left the town and left from here." The child pointed to the door. "At first, the uncle refused to let the sister go, saying that she was good-looking and wanted to keep her here."

The child's eyes were slightly sharp as he glanced at the other men.

One of them, a slightly wretched middle-aged man, knelt down, waved his hand and slapped himself twice, "Princess, calm down, the villain has a mean mouth, and the villain shouldn't talk nonsense. However, the villain just talks nonsense, and means nothing." We have done it. The princess's sister is also a powerful person. She pulled the villain's arm and dislocated it. We didn't dare to touch her, so she left."

"Your Highness, that's it." Zhamu said quickly, "The children have also seen it, we don't dare to lie."

The child knows that her sister has been practicing martial arts recently, but she still doesn't know how good her sister's martial arts is. Judging from the situation, she is practicing really well.

She felt slightly relaxed.

At least Qian'er didn't have anything happen to him in this town and got out of the house in good condition.

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

She frowned and looked at Shui Yijun.

This was her expression of confusion and confusion, and she needed him to explain her confusion.

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

"But, they all said no."

"There are more than just them in this town." Shui Yijun looked at Zhamu'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, and she wears a headscarf, just like the rest of our grandmothers. Oh, that sister wears a red belt."

"What happened to the red belt?"

"The red belt is worn by the bride!" the children replied one after another.

"Bride?" The child was stunned.

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

The child's eyes were slightly bright, and he quickly grabbed the child and asked, "Do you know whose clothes she is wearing belong to her?"

The children shook their heads in confusion.

After all, they are just children, how can they recognize whose clothes are whose.

The child glanced at a few men.

Zhamu hurriedly said: "We don't recognize it either. We are all men. Who pays attention to the clothes a woman wears? But..." He thought for a while, "If we talk about the bride's clothes, it was only half a year ago in our house. There is a family who has a daughter-in-law.”

"Take me there quickly!" the child hurriedly said.

"No, no!" Zhamu's son waved his hands quickly, "Although I don't recognize whose clothes belong to her, that sister is wearing old clothes, not new clothes."

"Oh, yes, they are old clothes." Zha Mu also immediately reacted, "I also remembered that the style of clothes is indeed old, and it is not what women like in recent years."

The child asked: "Think about it carefully!"

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

Not to mention the clothes of the era, they didn't even remember what their mother-in-law was wearing this morning.

Shui Yijun said: "Why don't you ask the women in the town."

The child nodded and looked at Zhamu: "Does your town have a mayor? Ask him to call all the women out. I want to question them!"

Zhamu was in a dilemma: "Let me tell you honestly, your people came to harm our town, and the patriarch's son is dead. He hates you so much that he will never help you!"