Chapter 4465 Your Son Bullies My Sister

After all, the high priest is a high priest, and he still has some understanding of this behemoth next to the Wu tribe.

He knew that the current emperor had four brothers and sisters. Unlike other dynasties, they had a very good relationship. The only person who can be named a prince is the emperor's younger brother.

In this case, this young man with beautiful appearance but a somewhat sinister expression is the younger brother of Princess Rouzhen.

The high priest knew that Princess Rouzhen's family was looking for her, but he believed that the Uzbek tribe was in a dangerous and hidden location, making it difficult for ordinary outsiders to find her.

Even if it is found, Wuzu is protected by mountains on three sides and has a suspension bridge blocking the road.

Everyone in the clan knows the rules. Even if they bring outsiders in, they are still ordinary people and will never bring in soldiers.

So, where did this huge mass of soldiers and horses in front of me come from?

The only possibility that the high priest thought of was that there was a traitor in the clan.

Seeing his son covered in blood and being hung with his head hanging down, the high priest felt that he was out of breath.

He trembled and said, "My lord, your sister is indeed here, but we Uzbek people have never harmed her at all. If you want to take her away, just go, why do you want to hurt my son?"

The waiter smiled and said: "When we found this place, your son was bullying my sister. Do you think I hit him unjustly? High Priest, your son is so hopeless, you should first reflect on how you taught him. "

The high priest got angry.

He wanted to teach his son.

It's a pity that God didn't give him this opportunity.

When my son was brought back, he could no longer teach him.

He knew full well that the Prince Lian opposite him was just making excuses.

Seeing his son suffering, he didn't want to talk nonsense and asked directly: "My lord, what do you want to do to let my son go?"

The waiter said: "Then it depends on whether the high priest can offer something that satisfies me in exchange."

The high priest's heart moved slightly, he was silent for a moment, and asked: "Does the prince want a prescription?"

"Oh? What recipe?"

"..."

The high priest frowned.

He glanced at his son suspiciously.

My son is covered in injuries, and he is not pretending.

But he also knew about the bitter meat scheme.

The high priest thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "It's inconvenient here. Why don't you come to the room with me to talk in detail? As for my son...let him go first. If anything happens to him, we will have nothing to talk about." ,right?"

"That makes sense. However, I don't like to be reasonable. If your son bullies my sister, I will beat him to death." The waiter said and let go of his hand.

Without warning.

The rope suddenly strangled Xiaozhuang's neck.

Xiaozhuang woke up from pain. He struggled on his feet and grabbed the rope around his neck with both hands. His face turned red and he made a gurgling sound.

Qian'er grabbed the child's hand suddenly, her body trembling slightly.

But she didn't say a word.

Just endure it.

On the other hand, the child frowned and glared at his brother dissatisfied.

Although the play needs to be realistic, this is too much. If Xiaozhuang is accidentally killed, there will be no way to explain it to Qian'er, the emperor's brother, or even the queen mother.

Not to mention asking for the high priest's prescription.

The most important thing is that Xiaozhuang is the person my sister likes. Torturing him like this will make her sad.

But in this scene, it is not easy for children to come down and stop them directly. They can only place their hopes on Shui Yijun.