"Why didn't you say something earlier?" Beiming Yi took a deep breath, decided to ignore him, and directly started examining the hairpin. At the end of the hairpin, he found the seamless switch of Yuanyuan and gently twisted it. The hairpin split into two parts, and a small note rolled out from inside. Beiming Yi frowned upon reading the words on it.
Curious, Beitang Qing looked over, then stared at Beiming Yi in astonishment: "Brother, what does he mean by this? General Xiu Zhe? Could he be one of us?"
"Among the officials eliminated by the Crown Prince Party this time, was General Xiu Zhe included?"
Beitang Qing shook his head, "Although Xiu Zhe is strong, he is not often in Beijing. This time, if he hadn't been injured, how could he have had the chance to experience this? Fear is that even if there is great upheaval in Beijing, it wouldn't be his place to act. By the time he rushes back from the place he guards, I'm afraid the daylilies will be cold."
