Princess Xiangrui in Huanzhu

What should I do? What should I do! Suddenly, he thought of a person, and his eyes lit up. If the whole village was a mob, then this person was absolutely "tall, rich and handsome".

"Xiaolan, you must take good care of the young lady. Remember, no one is allowed to approach this room unless I bring someone here." Fang Zheng instructed carefully, his eyes full of worry and uneasiness.

Xiaolan choked and nodded, tears rolling down her cheeks, her voice hoarse but firm: "I will, I will definitely defend my lady to the death."

There was a flame of anger burning in her eyes, as if she wanted to burn to ashes anyone who hurt her young lady.

If Sun Dahe was in front of her at this moment, Xiaolan might even go forward and bite him.

At this moment, anyone who attempts to harm her young lady must first step over her body! This is her mission as a maid, and also her deep loyalty to the young lady.

Fang Zheng looked at Xiaolan's resolute expression, nodded with confidence, and then turned and left. He knew that time was running out and he couldn't waste a minute. He needed to find a way to save Mo Ying as soon as possible.

Fang Zheng was thinking about the situation of the entire village in his mind, looking for possible solutions. Finally, his eyes fell on someone who was imprisoned in the woodshed. After thinking about it carefully, it couldn't be more appropriate.

This person is Yue Qingshu. He is the son of a general and has a noble status.

Although he was untidy at this time and his true face could not be seen, what men valued was not appearance, but strength and status.

In Fang Zheng's opinion, Yue Qingshu is a blue chip stock with remarkable performance in all aspects.

Although it may sound a bit self-contradictory to say this, objectively speaking, even Fang Zheng cannot say with a smug face that Mo Ying is worthy of Yue Qingshu.

Yue Qingshu was someone that any princess of the royal family could marry. Considering how well Yue Wenli had been doing in front of Emperor Qianlong over the years, it was not a difficult task.

More importantly, if Mo Ying and Yue Qingshu can achieve good things, then Mo Xinqiang will become his father-in-law, and this village will become Mo Ying's mother's home. In this way, even if there are any conflicts, the other party should give face.

Fang Zheng took a deep breath and decided to take action. He was going to try to persuade Yue Qingshu to help save Mo Ying's life. This was not only related to Mo Ying's safety, but also to their future fate.

Perhaps in this way, all difficulties will be solved.

The more Fang Zheng thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. If he had to find someone, Yue Qingshu would be the best candidate.

But the question is, can Yue Qingshu do it?

What he meant was whether Yue Qingshu was willing? Or should he knock Yue Qingshu out and send him over? Then he could force himself on her?

Fang Zheng had already begun to wonder what he should do if Yue Qingshu refused to surrender and would rather die than surrender.

But if Yue Qingshu is knocked unconscious, I'm afraid nothing will happen.

Fang Zheng felt that he had really worried about the old lady.

How about just taking a handful of the powder and being done with it?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Fang Zheng immediately dismissed it.

He knew men like Yue Qingshu best. If he used such despicable means, it would only backfire.

When a man loves and respects you, everything in the world wants to be in front of you, but when he belittles you, they are like grass.

Fang Zheng sighed. This was several times more difficult than his imperial examination. He was really worried sick.

Thinking of this, he came to the room where Yue Qingshu was imprisoned.

There was a man guarding outside the room, and that man was already fast asleep.

Fang Zheng walked up to him unceremoniously and pushed his shoulder hard.

"Hmm..." The guard opened his eyes drowsily, and immediately came to his senses after seeing the person in front of him.

"Second, second boss..." He jumped up in fear, regretting in his heart, why did he slack off? Now he was caught, and the sleepyhead was scared away.

Fang Zheng nodded and said seriously, "Open the door, go back and rest first."

"Ah?" The guard was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to question the second in command's decision, so he had to do as he was told.

"Ah, what? Just do as I say." Fang Zheng's tone left no room for doubt.

"Yes." The guard obediently took out the key, unlocked the door, and left quickly.

Who would want to stand here in the cold wind when they can go back to the room to rest? Anyway, it was the order of the second in command, so it cannot be blamed on a small follower like him.

The man left quite cleanly and even a little excited, because he finally didn't have to keep watch and could have a good sleep.

At this time, Yue Qingshu in the room had already woken up. He had always been a light sleeper, and especially in a place like this, if he fell into a deep sleep he would be courting death.

So when Fang Zheng gently pushed open the door, he immediately opened his eyes and sat up straight.

Yue Qingshu didn't pretend to be asleep. He looked straight towards the door. He wanted to see what important matter Fang Zheng came here for so late at night.

He thought to himself that Fang Zheng looked gentle and polite, but in fact he was a thoughtful and unfathomable person. His visit at this late night must be about something important.

He also wanted to know whether there had been any progress on what the woman had promised.

But Yue Qingshu didn't quite understand why he cared so much about these things. In fact, he could completely ignore them.

He told himself that maybe it was out of curiosity, or maybe it was because he was curious about Mo Ying.

However, no matter what, he decided to listen to what Fang Zheng wanted to say.

Yue Qingshu always put aside the questions that he couldn't figure out. So, he simply stopped dwelling on these questions and waited quietly for Fang Zheng to speak.

Fang Zheng pushed open the door and was not surprised to see Yue Qingshu had woken up. He already knew about Yue Qingshu's sharpness and alertness.

Anyone who had fought on the battlefield and didn't have a bit of vigilance would have died on the battlefield long ago, even if he was a general's son.

Sometimes identity can bring convenience, but it can also bring disaster. It is a real target.

He slowly walked to the bedside, looked directly into Yue Qingshu's eyes, and said softly, "General Yue, I came here to ask for an important favor."

Yue Qingshu looked at Fang Zheng, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He knew Fang Zheng would not come to him easily, and if he did not encounter a very difficult matter, he would never disturb him late at night. So, he nodded, indicating that he was willing to listen to Fang Zheng's request.

Fang Zheng came straight to the point, without hiding anything. Mo Ying's matter couldn't wait. He took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "I need your help to save someone."

It was indeed helping, and it was indeed saving people, but the help was a little special, and the person was a little special as well.

Fang Zheng was a little embarrassed to speak, this favor was really embarrassing. But he could only bite the bullet and speak.