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Chapter 240 The female world general is here (17)

Jumping lightly onto the wall, Luo Qinghuan looked back and saw the masked women holding long swords avoiding Murong Xi on the ground and rushing towards her. Luo Qinghuan raised the sword in his hand and threw it towards the opposite side. The woman who dodged the sword suddenly turned her head away, and the long sword thrown by Luo Qinghuan cut her veil open, revealing the golden lotus on her neck.

That's right, these people are Zhao Qinghe's secret guards. Zhao Qinghe planned the series of accidents starting from the banquet. Luo Qinghuan was not confined to Yinghe Mansion by Zhao Qinghe as in the original plot. Zhao Qinghe must be very disappointed. Yuan Qin The arrival of her made her feel a sense of crisis, so she made such a bad move.

It has to be said that Zhao Qinghe's heart is indeed ruthless, and his plan is very thorough. Murongxi is her noble lord. Once Luo Qinghuan and Murongxi do something irreversible, not only Luo Qinghuan will be ruined, but even The Murong clan will be ashamed.

Finally, taking a deep look at the overwhelmed Murong Xi, Luo Qinghuan left with light kung fu.

Since she came to this world, she has been trying to practice the Fen Tian Jue every night, but it took more than half a month for her to sense the spiritual power due to the thinness of the spiritual energy. It's really easy for people to meet, and after a while, Luo Qinghuan could no longer see the pursuers behind him.

Finding a secluded and safe place, Luo Qinghuan blew a whistle, and as soon as the whistle stopped, a group of men in Tsing Yi gathered.

The group of people knelt down when they saw Luo Qinghuan, and the leader respectfully handed her the scroll in his hand.

The first emperor favored the original owner, and left a group of dead soldiers for her in the palace. Unfortunately, in the plot, the original owner handed over the dead soldiers to Murong Xi when he went to Yinghe Mansion. Now it is that group who are kneeling in front of Luo Qinghuan The dead man, Luo Qinghuan used these people to know a lot of secrets in the palace.

After taking the scroll from the leader of the dead soldiers, Luo Qinghuan immediately unfolded it.

The painting was a young, very handsome man. Luo Qinghuan only thought it looked familiar, but before she could remember who this person was, the leader of the dead men said.

"General, can you - keep your word?"

The leader of the dead warriors took off his veil, revealing a beautiful face. If someone from the general's mansion was present, he would probably recognize it immediately.

The leader of the dead soldiers is a servant of the general's mansion.

Luo Qinghuan glanced at him, and the corner of her lips curled up: "Why, are you questioning me?"

"Jimo dare not."

"But I think you are quite courageous."

Luo Qinghuan's gaze was still on the scroll, and a name quickly flashed through her mind.

"I'll give you half a stick of incense to bring Princess Yuanqin to me, and you can leave the mansion tomorrow."

Jimo, who was kneeling on the ground, had his head lowered, but when he heard Luo Qinghuan's words, he immediately raised his face and looked at her in disbelief. Luo Qinghuan had already put away the scroll in his hand, lowered his eyes and looked at her. Look at each other.

"Yes, General."

……

Before the banquet tonight was over, it was already in chaos. The envoys from Northern Xinjiang, who hadn't seen Princess Yuanqin for a long time, rushed to report, and Zhao Qinghe immediately sent guards to look for it.

Under Zhao Qinghe's instructions, everyone moved towards the Royal Garden.

Anxious envoys from Northern Xinjiang wandered around the imperial garden, waiting for the guards to send back good news. After Zhao Qinghe comforted him a few words, he never spoke again.

Not long after, a guard who searched the imperial garden came in a hurry, saw Zhao Qinghe and knelt down on the ground with a plop, Zhao Qinghe couldn't help frowning when he saw this.

No one noticed the fleeting smile on her lips after seeing the guard.

"Why did you run over in such a hurry, but you found the princess?"

"Reply, report back to Your Majesty, the princess was not found, but, my subordinates saw it..."

"What do you see?"

"Subordinates dare not say, afraid, afraid..."

"If there is anything I can't say, I will speak today, no matter what you say, I will not pursue it." "Yes, Your Majesty."

The guard kneeling on the ground gritted his teeth, kowtowed heavily to Zhao Qinghe, and then said loudly: "Subordinate, this subordinate saw Murong Guijun, Murong Guijun..."

Before the guard could finish speaking, Zhao Qinghe had already passed him and headed towards the depths of the imperial garden. After bypassing the flower bed, he could see a peach tree, and clothes of two colors were exposed from behind the tree.

There was excitement in Zhao Qinghe's eyes that could not be concealed. She walked quickly behind the tree, and the people behind her hurriedly followed her footsteps.

"Ah Xi, you actually..."

Halfway through the conversation, Zhao Qinghe had already stood in front of the two of them. Murong Xi, who was half lying on the ground, was still wrapped in a velvet blanket, and her hair crown fell off her wet hair at some point. Murong Xi heard the sound of walking and looked up. He met Zhao Qinghe's gaze.

"His Majesty!"

After seeing the appearance of the two behind the tree clearly, the excitement in Zhao Qing's eyes gradually condensed into ice.

Behind the tree is a man and a woman. The man is Murong Xi, but the woman is not Zhao Qinghuan, but her bodyguard Jin Linger. Jin Linger sits aside with a cold face, keeping a proper distance from Murong Xi When Zhao Qinghe arrived, she had calmly saluted and retreated behind her.

impossible!Her plan was perfect, there was no way Zhao Qinghuan wasn't here!
Zhao Qinghe's hands were tightly clenched, and the expression on his face was also very ugly. Soon, other people rushed to the scene one after another. The drenched Murong Xi wrapped his velvet blanket tightly with his cheeks flushed, and carefully moved to the scene. Zhao Qing hid after getting close.

The Murong patriarch was also in the crowd behind Zhao Qing. As soon as he heard about Murong Guijun, the old man pushed aside the crowd and came forward. Seeing Murong Xi in wet clothes, he couldn't help but feel worried: "Xi——Your Majesty What's going on here?"

"My lord, Mr. Murong Gui slipped and fell into the pond when he was enjoying the flowers in the Imperial Garden. Fortunately, the guard Jin found out in time and called the palace servants to rescue Mr. Murong Gui."

"So that's the case, thanks to Guard Jin."

"Your gentleman has always been in poor health, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and send your gentleman back to the dormitory!"

"Yes, sir!"

Amidst the discussion that gradually arose, Zhao Qinghe ordered people to take Murong Xi away with a gloomy face. As soon as Murong Xi left, someone came from the depths of the imperial garden. Zhao Qinghe recognized that person at a glance.

Under the dim palace lantern, two people stumbled towards the bright place. When the two got close to the crowd, the people in Northern Xinjiang realized that one of them was their lord princess.

Supporting the drowsy Yuan Qin with one hand, Luo Qinghuan's movements were quite slow. After recognizing them, the minister of Northern Xinjiang quickly stepped forward to support Yuan Qin for Luo Qinghuan. Luo Qinghuan collapsed to the ground as soon as she lost her strength. .

Immediately, a guard stepped forward to help Luo Qinghuan who was about to fall down. Luo Qinghuan poked her head out of the guard's arms, her eyes always falling on the drowsy Yuan Qin.

Seeing that the situation of these two people was not right, Lan Pingjun (one of Zhao Qinghe's harem, the servants in the palace are Shengjun, Yuanjun, Pingjun, Guijun, and Houjun from the lowest to the highest) called the imperial doctor to check. The haggard Luo Qinghuan was also brought into the nearest palace for pulse diagnosis.

(End of this chapter)