The Dark Prince's Special Forces Concubine

The night passed just like that, and in the blink of an eye the next day dawned. The morning light was dim, and the warm sun shone in from outside through the gaps in the window, bringing a fresh and comfortable feeling.

In the flower hall, except for the fatigue flashing between Mrs. Nangong's eyebrows, old lady Nangong had not slept the whole night and was still energetic.

Madam Nangong's current condition made them once again marvel at Qingqing's miraculous medical skills!

According to Nangong Qi: Anything produced by Qingqing must be of high quality!

"Xueqin, you look exhausted, why don't you go down and rest first?"

Old Madam Nangong noticed that Madam Nangong yawned from time to time with her hands covering her mouth, and wanted to ask her to go down and rest.

Mrs. Nangong knew that Nangong Qi would not be able to stay at home for long and would have to leave with Mu Qingqing. How could she bear to give up this rare time together?

"Mother, I'm not tired. I'll go downstairs and ask the kitchen to prepare more breakfast."

Madam Nangong stood up and reported to old Madam Nangong. She turned around and walked out with her tired body, but was grabbed by Nangong Qi.

"Mother, you don't have to worry about these little things for breakfast! Qingqing has everything. Let her prepare something you haven't seen before. I guarantee you'll want to eat more!"

Nangong Qi was making every effort to promote the exclusive meals produced by Mu Qingqing, and Mu Qingqing's tutorial in the side room was also nearing its end.

"Clang, clang!" Mu Qingqing took out two new disguise tools. "Uncle, brother, these are new disguise tools. Use them first. If they are not enough, I will replenish them next time I come!"

Nangong Yu had seen Mu Qingqing's ability to take things out of thin air once before, and he didn't react much.

Lord Nangong weighed the disguise tool in his hand and said to Mu Qingqing with a serious expression: "Qingqing, you must not expose your miraculous skills to outsiders. People's hearts are unpredictable. What if someone has bad intentions..."

I won’t say anything extra, I believe Mu Qingqing can understand it!

Mu Qingqing felt warm in her heart. This is what family feels like. Everything is done for you!

Mu Qingqing smiled brightly and sweetly, with confidence between her eyebrows and eyes: "Thank you for your reminder, uncle. Qingqing is relieved. But even if someone has bad intentions, Qingqing is not afraid. Just take it as an opportunity for me to play a prank on others openly! Hehe..."

Lord Nangong: This little girl is really capable! What else can I say?

The three of them walked towards the flower hall outside while chatting happily.

Seeing that Madam Nangong and her daughter-in-law were still sitting in the flower hall chatting, Lord Nangong was very surprised: "Mother, aren't you sleepy after not sleeping for a whole night?"

Madam Nangong squinted at her and said in full force, "Boze, do you think I'm sleepy now? Humph!"

While watching the old mother talking, she rolled her eyes at him proudly.

Lord Nangong couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead: Qi'er is back, his mother's illness is cured, and his flamboyant temper from his youth has also returned.

Madam Nangong stood in front of Mu Qingqing with her hands down and asked shyly, "Qingqing, I heard Qi'er say that he wants to follow you from now on. When are you planning to leave?"

Mu Qingqing flirted with Nangong Qi: Wow! You are quite fast! You have taken care of your mother already?

Originally, in order to get her grandmother and uncle's family to agree that Nangong Qi would follow her in the future, Mu Qingqing had thought of many reasons, but now it seems that they are no longer necessary.

Nangong Qi raised his eyebrows: How is it? ! Isn't my cousin awesome? Is his efficiency comparable to yours? !

At this moment, a "Gurgle! Gurgle!" sound suddenly came from the stomachs of several people, and their faces turned red with embarrassment.

"Qingqing, hurry up and prepare your milk tea, hamburgers, sandwiches... and show them to grandma and the others."

Nangong Qi grabbed Mu Qingqing's sleeve and urged her hurriedly, his foodie nature clearly revealed.

Mu Qingqing shook her head helplessly, glanced at the maids and nannies in the flower hall, and exchanged a look with Nangong Qi.

Nangong Qi clenched his fist and coughed twice, then ordered the maids in the room, "Ahem! You have been accompanying grandma for a whole night without any rest. Go downstairs and have some breakfast and rest for half a day."

The maids looked at each other, and finally turned their gazes to Old Madam Nangong at the same time.

Madam Nangong nodded to them kindly, "Listen to Qi'er, go downstairs and have some breakfast, rest for half a day, and come back to work after lunch."

"Yes! Madam!" The maids and nannies obeyed the order and lined up in an orderly manner to retreat.

Under Nangong Yu's expectant gaze, Mu Qingqing once again performed a transformation of delicious meals.

Whatever you want, we have it: cold, hot, sweet, salty, Chinese, Western, American, Korean, Japanese, everything.

The foodie Nangong Qi was so happy that his left hand was never empty, his right hand was always busy, and his mouth was never idle.

With Japanese sushi in his mouth, he spoke incoherently: "Qingqing, I didn't expect there would be so many varieties of breakfast! The ones you took out before were just to fool me, right?"

Mu Qingqing glanced at him unhappily and sneered, "How can you be so shameless? If it weren't for grandma, would you be able to eat these today?!"

The training schedule after the New Year has been arranged clearly for you, and you still want to eat breakfast? ! Dream on! Dreams have everything!

When wealthy families eat, they abide by the rule of not talking while eating or sleeping. Old Madam Nangong and the others quietly ate the delicacies on the table that they had never eaten before.

Several people showed reluctance in their eyes, but they didn't say it out loud.

It would be good if Qi'er could go with Qingqing. Emperor Nanshun is now in his prime and is very wary of his several princes.

As the second prince's in-laws, Emperor Nanshun has disliked the Wanhou Mansion for a long time and has been looking for opportunities to suppress it.

Mu Qingqing observed the expressions of Lord Nangong and his family at the moment, and an idea suddenly occurred to her, "Uncle, is there any difficulty in the mansion?"

Nangong Marquis's resolute face was gloomy for a moment, and after a moment, he slowly spoke: "Qingqing, to be honest, the Marquis's Mansion is in a desperate situation. The Emperor now sees all the princes' in-laws as thorns in his eyes and flesh, and he wishes they were all eliminated to prevent future troubles."

Mu Qingqing suddenly realized: No wonder Emperor Nan Shun has not appointed a crown prince yet! Does he really think he is a thousand-year-old turtle and a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise?

Mu Qingqing wiped the oil stains on her hands with a tissue and said for a while, "Uncle, Aunt and the Second Prince are in the palace. It is unrealistic for you to move your family to Nanshun. So, I will give you a few hot weapons to keep on hand in case of emergency!"

Nangong Houye's eyes instantly shone brightly, "Qingqing, are the hot weapons you are referring to the Red Sun Country's bird guns?"

So far, the Red Sun Country's bird gun is recognized by the four countries as the most powerful weapon! The emperors of the four countries are all afraid of it.

Lord Nangong had the honor of seeing it once a few years ago when he was escorting grain to the border, and he was shocked by its power at that time.

This is also the reason why a small island with only a few tens of thousands of people living on it dared to form its own country and call it the Red Sun Country.

None of the four major powers wanted to be the first to send a large number of troops to deal with such a small island country.

"Fowl gun?! Are you kidding me?"

Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows arrogantly, with a nonchalant look, "Uncle, Qingqing will let you see what an advanced thermal weapon is! Bird guns are nothing in front of them!"

"You kid! Why are you speaking so rudely?"

Old Madam Nangong scolded with a kind smile, and pretended to pat Mu Qingqing on the back.

Hmm----with this force, I guess it can’t even kill a mosquito!