70 Get rid of the only relative around me

On the third day after Mu Qianrui left, Mu Xi ran to learn that there was a war in the frontier. The news had spread to all corners of the capital. Now the emperor is discussing countermeasures with the ministers of the court. With the emperor's nature, this war cannot be avoided.

Mu Xilan was anxious in the room. In the past, Mu Qianrui would not have come into contact with the front war if he was an errand soldier, but now he has risen to a thousand households, which means that he has to lead troops to the battlefield. That's a matter of life. How can she not be anxious?

Hearing Nanshi inquire back and saying that his uncle had not come back after entering the palace, even cousin Yi did not see him. Mu Xiran took Nan Xiao out of Yi's house and went directly to Jing'an Palace. Unexpectedly, the bodyguard in front of Jing'an's palace said that the prince had not returned after leaving early in the morning.

Mu Xiran guessed that King Jing'an was still in the palace at this hour, which meant that the battle was settled.

"Miss, since the prince hasn't come back, let's go back to the house and wait." Nanxiao was afraid of being seen and gossiped.

Mu Xilan swept everyone's face in his mind, and finally he could only fixed it on Qin Yu's handsome face.

"Nan Xiao, my brother's affairs can't be delayed for a moment. We... Let's wait a little longer." Looking at the quiet street around Jing'an Palace and seeing a quiet teahouse opposite, Mu Xiran had to walk, "Let's have tea first."

The hot tea was cold and then poured, and it was cold. I didn't see King Jing'an come back in the afternoon. Mu Xilan finally couldn't wait and left in a hurry with Nan Xiao. Walking into the crowd, Mu Xiran knew how helpless he was now, and the first person he thought of was the King of Jing'an. The two had not seen each other for five months.

In Nanxiao's words, Mu Xiran still returned to Yi's house dejectedly. As soon as she stepped on the threshold, she saw Lord Yi sitting in the main hall. She ran over with her skirt happily. "Aunt, uncle..."

"Dad, uncle knows what you are going to say and understands your mood now. But you read Qianrui's letter first. Yi Nuotian took out a yellow envelope and handed it to Mu Xi ran. "Go back and have a good look. When Qian Rui was about to leave, his uncle agreed to Qian Rui's request, so he could only follow his meaning."

From Yi Nuotian's words alone, Mu Xilang guessed Mu Qianrui's decision, and tears fell uncontrollably. "Brother..." Her eyes were hazy in an instant. She felt extremely uncomfortable and covered her mouth and cried.

"Qianrui is a responsible man, and he is not impulsive to do so. In fact, as early as two years ago, my grandfather told Qianrui many times, but Qianrui insisted on going and was ready to go to the battlefield. In fact, Yi Nuotian is more sad than anyone else. After all, Mu Qianrui is his sister's only son.

There are no knives and arrows on the battlefield, and life and death are uncertain.

"Exuncle, Xi Jian knows and respects his brother's choice." Holding the envelope, Mu Xian left quietly, which made people more and more distressing. It was extremely rare for a weak woman not to cry when she heard such news.

Returning to the Luohua Pavilion, Mu Xiruan pressed the envelope on the desk in a daze and did not open it.

"You all go down and leave me alone for a while."

Nan Xiao pulled Nanshi, who was about to persuade him, out of the room and closed the door.

The shadow covered half of Mu Xiran's face. She turned her head and poured water on herself, and felt a breeze blowing around her. Looking at the hair brushing her ear, she suddenly raised her eyes, "Your Majesty."

King Jing'an stood on her left, stared at her cheek, and finally sighed silently, "Someone did it on purpose this time."

"What did you say!?" Mu Xilan couldn't believe it. He suddenly stood up and supported his whole weak body. "How could someone deliberately do the frontier war? It's impossible!"

Despite Mu Xiran's surprise, King Jing'an picked up the teacup she had just drunk and took a gentle sip. "There are not many people who know the inside story, but this matter is indeed against you. You should remember that Chu Luo angered the emperor and was demoted last year.

"You mean that this matter was done by Chu Luo. How can it be? If you have any grudge with him, you will deliberately frame him. Prince, the war is not a joke. How capable of Chu Luo can provoke the frontier war. Mu Xi'an is still hard to believe.

"You should know that Chuluo will not let you destroy his career so easily, and these months of silence are all Chuluo plotting war. Chu Luo had long been involved with the Xiongnu nobles and once wanted to cooperate with the Xiongnu to compete for the throne for the fifth prince. Unfortunately, Lord Yi's little tricks made his hopes go to waste.

King Jing'an said to Mu Xiran, and saw that his white face was like a secluded blown by the wind and rain, which was pitiful.

Just for a moment, Mu Xiran raised the corners of his mouth to take the words of King Jing'an, "So, Chu Luo's hatred for me is difficult to understand. After learning that Mu Qianrui was promoted to a thousand households, Chu Luo began to plan. Therefore, now the Huns have invaded and the border has been provoked to war. Mu Qianrui, as a leading soldier, must go to the battlefield, and life and death are up to fate.

The woman stared at a certain place, as if she were telling other people's stories. After saying it, she paused slightly and looked at King Jing'an with surprise, "No, Chu Luo will definitely get rid of the grass and get rid of the only relative around me."

"Just before leaving the palace, the emperor had appointed the general of our town, led 150,000 soldiers and horses in the capital, and set out five days later." And Mu Qianrui is one of the soldiers in the capital, and there is no room for things to turn around.

Mu Xilan's favorite tea set was placed on the mahogany table, but she still brushed her sleeves and swept all the tea cups on the table to the ground, making a crisp and broken sound.

"Miss! What's wrong with you?" Nan Xiao, who was washing clothes outside the door, heard it and hurried over.

Mu Xian tried her best to calm herself down and said to the outside sideways, "It's okay." But when he looked at King Jing'an, his face was full of regret, "Is there no room for turning back?"

"Another way is to demoe Mu Qianrui." Qin Yu's eyes turned to the fragments on the ground, and his eyes became more and more condensed. Today, he clearly remembered the angry appearance of Princess Zhaohua.

Mu Xiran did not notice his strange eyes, but smiled bitterly and muttered, "Brother, he was finally promoted to a thousand households. How could he be demoted because he was willing to worry about his life? He must be ready to go to the battlefield."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to protect him." Qin Yu could only speak hoarsely and in a firm tone.

Mu Xian nodded distracted and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, King Jing'an reached out and raised Mu Xiran's chin. Mu Xiran's heart trembled when he looked at it with deep dark eyes. He only heard him say, "Also, you have to remember that only the queen can decide your marriage, and no one can do it."

Mu Xi'an answered down without thinking, "Okay."

Qin Yu just had some selfishness and got the answer, and his heart was relieved.

"Remember what you promised me." King Jing'an got up and looked around Mu Xiran's boudoir. Before leaving, he said, "I'm planning your business. Also, you should always beware of Chuluo.

Chu Luo, the man who made Mu Xilan more and more headache. Originally, it was enough for her to deal with Su Heyu, but now she unconsciously got into trouble with Chu Luo, a scheming and vicious man, which made her feel that it was difficult to walk.

In the border situation, the wind and snow are impermanent.

Mu Xijian was a little relieved before he was in the mood to sew clothes for Mu Qianrui so that he could warm through the cold climate in the northwest. His fingers skillfully knotted, and he heard Nan Shi sigh.

Mu Xian asked helplessly and funnyly, "Nanshi, why have you been sighing?"

Nan Shi raised her innocent eyes and said, "The young master has gone to the frontier, and I don't know when he will come back. Of course, the maidservant is reluctant to give up and has to worry. The young lady's question is really strange.

"It's not that I'm going to be an official. I will naturally come back after the war." Nan Xiao also sewed the insole under the candlelight.

"No, the slave's father just went to war, and then he will be gone forever. Who can tell when this battle will be finished? If it wins, it's okay. If it's a losing streak, I'm afraid I'll have to stay there for the rest of my life.

Nan Xiao hurriedly patted Nanshi with the insole, "Look at your crow's mouth, what are you talking about?"

"Don't worry, this time the king of Jing'an will lead the army to fight and will take care of his brother." There was no worry in Mu Xi'an's tone, but there was a little smile on the corners of his mouth.

Nan Xiao was stunned. The young lady stayed in the house all afternoon. How did she know that the prince would protect the young master? "Miss, how do you know?"

Mu Xi'an found that he had leaked his mouth and pretended to be calm, "I guessed."

The next day, Mu Xilan thought about the matter with Chu Luo and was determined to let Nan Xiao send a letter to Chu Yinruo and invited her to see him in the afternoon.

Since that trip to the lake, the two have never seen each other again.

After taking a nap at noon, Mu Xilan took Nanxiao out of Yifu. The place where he was invited was a bustling restaurant.

When he came to the restaurant, the little boy greeted him enthusiastically, "Is it Miss Mu? The room has been set."

Mu Xilan was a little surprised. Chu Yinruo was even earlier than herself. She went up to the third floor with the little boy and introduced the room. When she saw the person half lying at the window, Mu Xilan realized it.

"Why, are you surprised to see me? Mu Xi'an." The man smiled deeply at the corners of his mouth, and his face was even more unpredictable.

Mu Xilan wanted to turn around and exit the room, but the two big men standing at the door were stuck to death, and it was difficult to break through with her strength, and Nan Xiao, who followed him, was also stunned by the little man beside Chu Luo after entering the room. Mu Xizhen restrained the hatred in his eyes and met Chu Luo's eyes.

"Cunzi, I see it looming, not you."

"Hiddenly, she has been locked up in the middle school by her mother these days, so naturally she can't come out to see you. And I can solve your doubts. Chu Luo said carelessly and casually played with the exquisite tea set on the table. "I heard that Miss Mu likes tea very much, so I specially asked the shopkeeper to prepare a good Mao Jian."