Chapter 489 Attribution to the throne

"Well, don't worry, my brother went here to see Yuhan specifically. If you go back quickly, it will be enough for a month and a half. I will definitely persuade Emperor Yuhan to help."

"Okay, in this case, you can go back and prepare well, and then go with Emperor Yuhan's driving."

"Well, brother, my brother has one more thing. I happened to go to Yuhan this time, so I wanted to take Princess Mingli with me. After all, she is Yuhan's princess, and she can still help many times."

"Okay, it's up to you."

"Well, in that case, my brother will go first."

"Good." Watching Mo Junqing salute and retreat, the brush in Mo Junyan's hand broke into two pieces. A fierce light flashed in the cold eyes. The fierce mood was like a churning lake. It took a while to slowly calm down, but it was like the lake. Although the surface was calm, the mud and sand were stirred up, and the original clarity was no longer seen.

In Jingningxuan, Mo Junqing and Duanmu Lingyu sat on the chair left and right, and the atmosphere was too quiet.

After Mu Qingya sorted out the list of items sent by Leqi, she saw them drinking tea with a smile, which made her slightly surprised. The two were comfortable: "Your Majesty, Junqing, my things are ready. Do you have anything else to take away?"

The atmosphere between the two was broken in an instant, and Duanmu Lingyu shook his head: "My place should also be bad. I don't know what special plans the third prince has?"

Mo Junqing pondered for a while: "I'm going to let Princess Mingli return to Yuhan together." Next, the vicissitudes must be a change. No one knows what will happen in the end. He can do anything, but he can't let Mingli suffer with him. Anyway, he has the blood of vicissitudes. Mo Junyu will not be killed, but Mingli is different.

Mu Qingya obviously thought of this and nodded slightly and said, "That's okay. Things in your backyard are also simple. You don't need Princess Minglihong to stay and take care of it. It's safer for her to go back. Anyway, with your company, just think of it as a good cultivation in another place. Now the Canglan is the most chaotic time, and it is best for you to avoid this whirlpool. Just come back when the time is right.

"Well, that's what I mean, Emperor Yuhan, this time I'm bothering you."

Duanmu Lingyu put down the teacup, walked behind Mu Qingya and stood still, with a gentle smile on his face: "What did you say? Mingli is my sister. She married you, so you are also half a Yuhan person. Naturally, I welcome you when you return to Yuhan."

Mu Qingya was stunned and then laughed: It seems that Duanmu Lingyu is still very concerned about Mo Junqing's recognition of her as her sister.

After discussing what to do next, Mo Junqing left. After he left, Duanmu Lingyu leaned on the back of the chair and looked particularly lazy: "I really didn't expect Mo Junqing to be particularly calm at this time."

"What's so strange about this?"

Duanmu Lingyu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Qingya, although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that you seem to know Mo Junqing very well. Humph, I feel jealous."

Mu Qingya laughed: "What are you jealous of? He and I are just friends, and we have been."

"Well, I know. Well, let's not ask, Qingya, we are leaving. Why do we have to leave a little gift for Mo Junyu? What do you think is good to leave? Duanmu Lingyu raised the corners of his lips and his eyes were full of a wanton smile. "It's also a gift from me to Mo Junqing. Just take it as a reward for him."

Mu Qingya's eyes moved and turned her head to look at him: "Do you want to push Mo Junqing?"

"Well, what a good opportunity this is. If the people of Canglan know that in order to help them raise food, Prince Chun, regardless of his and the princess's health, insisted on asking Yuhan for help to show their greatest sincerity, the people will definitely be grateful."

"I remember that a few days ago, in order to increase his prestige, Mo Junyu made Situ Canglin, the head of the Situ family, as a loyal and brave marquis. I still have some evidence of the Situ family. Since I want to attack Mo Junyu, I will make a thorough action and publicize the matter of the Situ family's water prison!"

"Good!" Duanmu Lingyu's eyes are particularly bright. Although this opportunity can't make Mo Junxuan unable to turn over, it is enough for him to toss around for a while.

After a heavy rain, the weather in Canglan became colder and colder, and many people changed into thick clothes. However, the people of Canglan felt that their hearts were a hundred times colder than the weather. They never thought that the Situ family, who was originally respected as a god, was the culprit who made many people in Kyoto heartbroken.

The reason is that in these two days, the women who have disappeared in Kyoto for several years have returned, but their bodies are all slightly or severely disabled, and their looks are not full of girl' vitality. When asked, they know what they have experienced over the years, so many people ignore the hands of soldiers and use them one after another. At the door of Situ's mansion, he threw the dirtiest thing he could find in the house into the two red powerful doors. Many disabled women had already had the will to die. If they hadn't wanted to avenge themselves, they would have committed suicide. Now they can't bear the torture and directly killed the stone lion at the door of Situ's mansion.

For a while, the Situ family was like a mouse crossing the street, from the guardian god of the past to a demon who killed the women of the people. In addition, Mo Junyan, who chased the Situ family, was also secretly scolded as a faint king, saying that he did not know people clearly and could not distinguish between loyal and traitors.

Time has passed, and it has come to the day when Duanmu Lingyu and his party left. The banners fluttered and the majestic gusts. The jade soldiers wore powerful and neat armor and escorted the bright yellow car in the center of the team.

Dangmu Lingyu stood on the wall and looked at Mo Junyu, who came to see him off behind him. A smile flashed in his eyes. Mo Junyu's expression was much haggard than before. The red blood in his eyes was particularly obvious, and there was also a black shadow under his eyes. Obviously, he did not have a good rest. At this time, it was strange that he could fall asleep: "Many Prince Xie Li came to see him off.

"This is right. It's a long way to go. It's better for Emperor Yuhan to take care of himself. Oh, by the way, and Princess Mu, she has always been in poor health. She has been eating and sleeping on the street all the way, but you should take good care of yourself. When you go back to Yuhan, don't forget to say hello to Lord Mu for me.

Mu Qingya is wearing a sea-blue floral pleated skirt, a sujin satin jacket embroidered with peonies on her upper body, and a layer of ruffles on the cuffs, which looks particularly fresh and elegant. When Mo Junling spoke, Leqi was wearing a cloak with hairy edges on her, a snow-white cloak She is more and more beautiful and unparalleled in the world.

"Thank you for your care. Qingya will definitely pass on your greetings to her father when she goes back. The weather in Canglan is really cold. Prince Li takes good care of himself. No matter how many things there are, health is still important. Things are always busy, right?" Mu Qingya's voice is cold, like pearls and jade falling, which is particularly pleasant, but it implies that the turmoil of the vicissitudes will never be so fast and calm.

Mo Junyu has no intention of appreciation at this time. Recently, Canglan suddenly broke out about the Situ family. I guess it was caused by her and Duanmu Lingyu. These two people gave themselves a big gift before they left!

"Ha ha, thank you for your concern and impoliteness. I also relaxed a gift from you. The princess should accept it well."

Mu Qingya's eyes were cold: "Thank you very much."

Duanmu Lingyu walked to Mu Qingya and looked at Mo Junyan with pressure in his eyes: "Prince Li will be sent here. Although you have not ascended the throne, you are also half of the emperor of Canglan. No matter how far away you are, it is not in accordance with the rules. Say goodbye. Qingya, let's go."

"Hmm." Mu Qingya withdrew her sight and, escorted by Le Qi and Xia Qing, boarded the carriage behind Duanmu Lingyulong, and dropped the curtain to block the sight of a group of different emotions.

In the carriage, Duanmu Mingli did not wait on the wall because she was not feeling well. When she saw Mu Qingya come in, her eyes flashed and relaxed: "Qingya, you came up." She also knew about the Situ family and knew that it must have been designed by Qingya and her brother. At this jucupoint, she was afraid of causing Mo Junyan's revenge, so she kept holding it. Now she was relieved to see Mu Qingya entering the carriage safely.

Mu Qingya smiled and said, "Princess, don't worry. Mo Junqi naturally distinguishes the importance. Even if she wants to be embarrassed, it won't be at this time."

"Hmm."

A high announcement resounded through the sky: "Get up!"

The horses hissed, the smoke rolled, and the carriage slowly started. Mu Qingya slightly picked up the curtain: "It has begun to leave. What's wrong with the princess?"

"It's okay. My injury is almost healed, but the third prince was worried, so he didn't let me move."

"Your wound is extremely deep, and the third prince is right to do so. You have to take good care of yourself for a while.

Duanmu Mingli was angry and leaned against the carriage with her lips.

Looking at her appearance, Mu Qingya felt extremely funny: "Don't lose your temper and let the third prince see how to arrange me in his heart."

"Ha ha, by the way, princess, I heard about the Situ family, and it is still rumored among the people that the third prince was not afraid of difficulties and personally went to Yuhan for help. This rumor..."

Mu Qingya patted her hand: "Since you want to do a play, you have to do a full set. The third prince is indeed going to go this trip for the people of Canglan. Since he has done it naturally, you have to let people know that it is time to pay silently. At this time, it is extremely helpful for him to get the hearts of the people in the future."

Duanmu Mingli bit her lip: "Princess, where do you think this throne will fall in the end?"

"Shh!" Mu Qingya hurriedly said, "Princess, you can't escape. It's not your requitedness. Just do your best to listen to your fate. The third prince has paid so much, and there is no reason why he can't get any reward, right?"

"Yes! Thank you, princess.

Mu Qingya smiled and turned her head to look out of the window. By this time, the team had already left the gate of Kyoto. These days, Mo Junwei has excellent control over the people. Although there are still no grain stores that dare to open, the order on the streets is much better. At least no one dares to stop Yu Han's driving.

The sun poured out in the sky, mixed with the smell of soil after the heavy rain. Mu Qingya muttered slightly: "Do you belong to the throne..."