Chapter 237 Planning

Looking at such Mo Junqing, Mu Qingya didn't know how to persuade for a moment. Now he is no longer a person who is exhausted for the country, so he no longer has to shoulder these responsibilities: "Junqing, you are now the third prince of Yuhan, and you don't have to bear such a heavy burden as before, let alone What else should I sacrifice for me?" You should have your own life...

"Princess, are you going to abandon me?" Mo Junqing's heart was cold, his face was pale, and his hands trembled uncontrollably. From the moment he saw Mu Qingya, he had been living for her. He had no feelings for Lanling. If it weren't for her country, he would not have been a general at all.

"I am no longer a princess, and I don't want to be a princess anymore. In my previous life, I have devoted my life for Lanling, and now I just want to avenge my mother! This matter has nothing to do with you. You don't have to participate in it.

"I'll help you!" Mo Junqing said unwaveringly.

Looking at those firm eyes, Mu Qingya's heart trembled slightly. At that time, Lanling was in turmoil, and the man was also in the same way. He knelt in front of her and said the three words "I'll help you". At that time, she had no choice but to let him take injuries to the battle. In that bloody battle, he weighed six arrows and almost died. Now he should have enjoyed it. How can the prince Ronghua implict him again? Moreover, she has a vague premonition that the people hidden behind this matter may not be able to shake a country.

When Mo Junqing saw Mu Qingya's look, he knew the worry in her heart: "Qingya, I know it's for my good. In the past, you chose me because of the country, but now, I am willing to follow and help you. You forgot that I am Mo Junyan, the general of the country! I have never flinched!"

Listening to the last heroic words, Mu Qingya couldn't laugh or cry. She knew how stubborn the people in front of her were. It seemed that she couldn't convince him, so she could only plan slowly: "Okay, but you have to discuss with me first what you want to do. When, you don't want to participate in these things anymore, you have to tell me. ."

"Yes!" Mo Junqing finally laughed, and his soft eyes were full of warmth.

Mu Qingya talked with him again and said something else before leaving the Ningcui Palace and walking to the place where Mu Anzhi lived.

It was not until he couldn't see Mu Qingya's figure that Mo Junqing withdrew his sight and slowly disappeared. He only received all the memories of his original body this morning. Thinking of Duanmu Lingyu in his memory, he frowned tightly. Duanmu Lingyu is the emperor of Yuhan, and he almost crowned Qingya as the queen! If Mo Liuchen hadn't stopped her, I'm afraid Qingya would have been the queen of Yuhan now. That man, since he likes Mu Qingya, why didn't he try his best to protect her and let her go to other countries and suffer such pain? And that Mo Junyan actually coerced her with her elegant relatives. Although it was for himself, it was still unforgivable! It seems that he must first bring back his own fiefdom. Only by cultivating his own power can he not make the same mistakes as Duanmu Lingyu and hurt people Qingya. Now he is the third prince, coupled with the national conditions of Canglan, this status is very favorable. He must cultivate a private army loyal to Qingya.

Since there is no national obstacle between him and Qingya in this life, he must be by her side!

A month later, the wound behind Mo Junqing began to scab, and he could slowly get out of bed and walk around.

The maid of honor laid a cushion in the pavilion before someone helped Mo Junqing sit down.

Mu Qingya gently picked up the tea cup and looked at the red plum that opened not far away.

Mo Junqing sat next to her and looked at the shallow smile on her face, and he was very satisfied: "Qingya, how are you?"

"It's still the same, nothing has changed."

"I asked someone to send some more medicinal herbs."

"Good." Mu Qingya nodded and answered with a smile.

The little maid next to her had just folded a plum blossom and sent it over. Before Mu Qingya could take a closer look, she heard the salute around her: "I've seen the second prince."

Mo Junyan came in, saw that Mo Junqing was going to stand up, and quickly stopped him: "Sit down quickly. You are injured."

"Thank you, second brother."

Although I heard from the imperial doctor that Mo Junqing's mind had recovered, he still felt very happy every time he saw it. At the beginning, he was arrogant and was calculated by others. At that time, the situation was critical. If Junqing had not helped suck out the toxin, I'm afraid he would have died by now. After that, Junqing's mind was damaged and he had always been a mental illness, and now he is finally happy.

"Congratulations to the third prince." Zhao Duo's plum blossom snow folding fan, his sleeves floated over and saluted him. His white brocade clothes were better than white snow, which was different from the style of Canglan people's tight-mouthed narrow sleeves, but a wide-sleeved shirt similar to Yu Han. Seeing most of him, a strange feeling flashed in Mu Qingya's heart. Why did he wear such a dress in Canglan? Won't others say anything?

"There is no need to be polite, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Duo looked at the red plum in Mu Qingya's hand: "Princess Mu Tianzi has compared the red plums in the garden."

Mo Junqing frowned, and Zhao Duo's words were so frivolous.

Mu Qingya signaled him not to be impatient with her eyes, and slowly said, "Qingya Pu Liu's posture, how dare you compare with Hongmei? It's Mr. Zhao, dressed in white, better than snow, but higher than this spring snow in the garden."

Zhao Duo gently knocked down the table with a fan: "Miss Mu is very thoughtful, which really admires Zhao. By the way, in a few days, the Zhao family's plum garden will be built. Would you like to enjoy it and have a look?

"Qingya should prepare a congratulatory gift." Whether it's because of him or his dress, Mu Qingya wants to see what Zhao Duo's purpose is.

"Okay, Zhao will sweep the couch to welcome you then."

Mo Junqi has been listening to the conversation quietly. Seeing that the two have finished speaking, he took Zhao Duo up and left.

Mo Junqing said coldly, "This Zhao Duo is very unusual." He has fought all year round and has brought thousands of soldiers. It can be seen at a glance what kind of character he is. This Zhao Duo is definitely not an empty flower shelf with good skin.

Mu Qingya hooked his lips: "Of course, he is not simple."

Le Qi came over with a refreshment, and Mu Qingya asked the maid beside her to retreat: "Leqi, but is there any news?"

"Yes, miss, the news came from the shadow that the seeds had been planted."

Mu Qingya's smile deepened: "Okay, it will be the emperor's birthday in half a month, and the imperial concubine should also come out. Junqing, can you do me a favor?"

"What's up to?"

"Help me find more than twenty-three or four-year-old girls. I remember that the wide sleeve fairy dance needs 18 girls to complete, and I want to prepare a birthday gift for the princess!"

"Qingya, what do you mean?"

"I have prepared a generous gift for the mi princess. Naturally, I have to wait for her to come to my door automatically. Although it is a gift, it is still precious for others to ask for it. Moreover, the seeds have been planted. Of course, it should be found a suitable time to take root and germinate.

Mo Junqing thought carefully: "Did you say that the seeds were planted on Concubine Li?"

"Natural." Mu Qingya smiled, stained the tea with her fingers, and gently wrote three words on the stone table: fake pregnancy grass.

Mo Junqing smiled and said, "It's really a good plan."

The court lady designed by Lifei went crazy and almost injured her life. Naturally, she had to repay her well and slowly pull out the princess from the foundation! Looking at the water stains drying on the stone table, Mu Qingya wiped off all the traces with a veil, and a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes.

Mo Junqing waved his hand to let the maids of honor go further and said solemnly, "Qingya, I have been thinking about it for a long time these two days, and it seems that I have some impression of the dragon and phoenix blood jade you said."

Mu Qingya was shocked: "Do you know?"

"Well, I remember that before my original mind was damaged, I saw a jade pendant in the Queen's Palace. I can't remember the pattern clearly, but it was indeed blood jade."

"Queen...Queen..."

Back to her residence, Mu Qingya thought about Mo Junqing's words and couldn't calm down. She had to sit on the soft couch and look at the scroll casually. Suddenly, a figure suddenly flashed out.

The shadow immediately appeared in front of Mu Qingya, and the long sword in her hand had come out of its sheath.

"I have met the lady."

Mu Qingya looked at the person kneeling on the ground and let the shadow stand aside: "Are you sent by the emperor?"

"Yes, the master asked my subordinates to send you a letter."

Mu Qingya's fingers trembled: "Shadow, bring it here."

Seeing Mu Qingya receiving the letter, Yingwei quickly retreated. Gently opened the letter, and before reading the two lines, his heart was fiercely raised. The sixth prince Duanmu Lingrui had not been found yet. The northwest rebels and the third prince colluded together to accuse the emperor of seeking power and usurp the throne, and asked the emperor to return the emperor's eldest son, Duanmu Lingfeng.

Mu Qingya secretly hates Duanmu Lingxuan. If he holds the banner of rebellion, he will definitely be determined to be a traitor. At that time, not to mention the hearts of the people, even the military heart may be unstable. Duanmu Lingfeng, the eldest son of the emperor, is the most famous one to inherit the throne. He returned the throne. The name of the eldest son is the teacher of justice! As far as she knows, the eldest prince has long been stupid, and now I'm afraid he doesn't even remember who he is. He is the best puppet choice.

However, what is the purpose of this letter to himself?

The letter is not long, and only a small line is written at the end of the letter, marked: I hope you are well.

After thinking for a long time, Mu Qingya burned the credit fire: "Leqi?"

"The maidservant is here."

"You prepare a gift. I will go to Zhao's house in two days." If you don't break or stand, since the jade is in chaos now, it's better not to be too calm! Think about it, Duanmu Lingyu also thinks so.

"Yes."

Mu Qingya looked at the ashes of the letter being washed away by the water and slowly calmed down: "By the way, please dress up for me. I'll visit the Empress."

"Yes, miss."