The reborn sweet girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent prince hugs her and coaxes her!

Although Cao Yang made rude remarks, for the prince, he was now his life-saving straw.

There were many guests in the East Palace, and there were also many courtiers who were attached to the prince, but it was inconvenient for him to tell everyone about such a secret matter, so he had to place his hopes on Cao Yang.

What's more, there is a solution in Chang Jing's handwriting.

It's just that it's not a foolproof strategy for the prince, so he brought Cao Yang here to see if there was a way to protect himself.

"Gu Yi was deceived by Chang Jing. In the final analysis, Gu Yi is the victim."

Cao Yang looked at the prince: "When Master Chang brings the banknotes every year when the farm comes out, His Highness doesn't think there's anything wrong?"

The prince blushed: "I only know that he annexed the surrounding land and expanded Zhuangzi several times. He also assured me that all the tenants were properly resettled and the people did not complain at all... How could I have thought that he could commit such a crime?" To commit such a capital crime?"

The dignified prince of a country almost resorted to swearing in front of his subordinates to prove that this matter had nothing to do with him.

Cao Yang watched coldly and said for a long time: "If the prince is really not involved in this matter, he will not necessarily be implicated."

"Oh?" The prince's eyes flashed.

"It has been more than half a month since this incident occurred. Weiyuan Marquis has not touched Master Chang, which means that when Huangzhuang was doing this, Master Chang did not reveal his identity to anyone. It's just that Chunwang is in the hands of the Marquis, and he will tell the truth sooner or later. ...The only current plan is for Master Chang to introduce a member of the Chang clan to take charge of this matter, and Master Chang needs to take on the role of His Highness and pretend that he has no knowledge and has been deceived. Only then will it be effective. If even he can He was deceived, so it’s natural that the prince didn’t know about it.”

"This is a good idea." The prince nodded, "But according to my father's temperament, I'm afraid Chang Jing will still be in danger of being dismissed from office."

Cao Yang: "..."

He looked at the prince for a long time and murmured: "Your Highness! Mr. Chang committed a major crime that destroyed humanity. Now this is the best result. If he wants to escape unscathed, he will never be able to!"

"I know..." The prince smiled, "Just do as you say."

When Cao Yang saw this, he felt angry.

In this inner study, which symbolized the prince's trust, he just felt on pins and needles.

Seeing that the prince had no other instructions, he found an excuse and left in a hurry.

As soon as he went out, a secret guard appeared from behind the screen: "This person is disrespectful to the prince, and he knows about it. Do you want to silence him?"

"He is still useful, let's keep it for now."

"Yes!"

"Send someone to the southern suburbs to see if Mu Rong is really playing with that cheap county owner. If there is any change, report him immediately!" Although he felt that what Cao Yang said was reasonable, it was not too much to be more careful.

"My subordinate understands!" After the secret guard agreed, he asked again: "In the matter of Huangzhuang, are you prepared to listen to Lord Cao's advice? Or Lord Chang's advice?"

The prince smiled and took out the other half of Chang Jing's handwriting from the box.

There are only a few words in this part:

Since this is a serious matter, the prince must find out the whereabouts of Chunwang and wait for an opportunity to silence him.

In addition, witnesses from Yujia Village will come to Beijing in the near future and ask the prince to intercept them on the way.

This is the solution brought by Chang Jing.

He is a civil servant, but even if he maintains some private guards, the number and means cannot be compared with those of the East Palace, so he asked the prince to come forward.

After all, in the East Palace, there are hundreds of secret guards with high martial arts skills. It is easy to kill a few people who do not understand martial arts.

The prince threw the handwritten letters into the brazier and watched them burn.

Then he smiled and said, "If you want to listen to both of your opinions, what do you think?"

"Your Highness wants to send a message to Lord Chang Jing, instructing him to select a suitable person from the clan to ward off the crime, and at the same time send someone to intercept the witness in the middle of the road?"

The prince nodded: "Chang Jing has done a lot for Gu Gu over the years. If he were pushed out directly, it would be inevitable that he would not say anything nonsense and would naturally help him to finish it. But if this matter gets serious, it would really It can't be ended, I still have to put self-preservation first."

"My subordinate understands, so I will send someone to Xianzhou!"

"I also want to ask Chang Jing, did the person who sent the message really go back to resume his life?"

"Yes!"

At night, a secret guard quietly sneaked out of the East Palace and left the city.

……

Xu Rongrong had not moved for a long time, and she was out of breath just halfway through the snowman.

Looking at her pretty and rosy face, Mu Rong smiled slightly: "Go and rest for a while."

Tables and chairs were placed in the corridor. In order to prevent them from becoming cold without sitting for a long time, they were all covered with soft sable fur. Against the contrast of the snow, they looked elegant and generous.

The table was filled with pastries at some point, presumably all arranged by Mu Rong.

Luo Shu stood in the corridor and smiled with his mouth covered.

Xu Rongrong's cheeks were slightly red, and she looked at Mu Rong: "Who said I'm tired? I haven't had enough fun yet!"

After saying that, she rolled up a snowball and threw it towards Mu Rong.

The girl was not very strong, and Mu Rong was extremely skilled, so he could have easily avoided it.

But who would have thought that he would slip and be hit in the face by a snowball, scattering flowers in all directions.

The white snow sticking to his face was originally a bit funny, but when paired with Mu Rong's handsome face, it actually made people feel a kind of broken beauty.

Xu Rongrong didn't expect that she could succeed so easily. Looking at his slightly sad eyes, she subconsciously asked: "Does it hurt?"

The First-Rank Military Marquis, who charged with injuries on the battlefield, looked at Xu Rongrong and nodded seriously under the gaze of everyone.

Everyone: "..."

When Mu Ai, who was standing not far away, saw this, he just wanted to hide his face in the snow:

Really, I didn’t even see it!

Xu Rongrong stood on tiptoes, brushing away the broken snow on Mu Rong's face one by one, and glared at him resentfully: "Why are you so reluctant to hide?"

"I'm willing to accept whatever Rong Rong gives me." His love words came out of his mouth.

Xu Rongrong was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and tried to take back her hand, but Mu Rong grabbed her.

Seeing that his little girl's face was no longer as bright as before, Mu Rong knew that she wanted to shrink back again, so he asked with a smile: "Don't you want Rong Rong to believe me?"

Xu Rongrong looked up at him, and after a while: "Relax, everyone is watching!"

"Oh?" Mu Rong raised his eyebrows, "Who dares to look?"

Xu Rongrong looked back and saw that all the people in the yard were standing with their backs to them.

But the more this happened, the more embarrassed she became. She blushed and said angrily: "Stop it, it's clear as day!"

"But Rongrong won't let me enter your boudoir at night."

Xu Rongrong: "..."

How did this man speak so shamelessly and naturally?

Sure enough, when you get to Zhuangzi, you start to let yourself go? !

Fortunately, before Mu Rong took off, Mu Lu ran in quickly.

As soon as he stood still, he knew that he had caused a big disaster.

Mu Rong's eyes seemed to be filled with countless flying knives, almost poking him into holes.

Xu Rongrong took the opportunity to free herself and ran to the side.

"What's the matter?" Mu Rong asked in a deep voice. His hands were behind his back, with the girl's tender warmth still remaining on his fingertips.

"There is news from Beijing..." Mu Lu, who was always sharp-tongued, stuttered a little at this moment.

"That's it??……"