The Dark Prince's Special Forces Concubine

Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows at Nangong Qi: You still have something like this at home? Is this okay? !

Lord Nangong was too busy to care about Nangong Yu. He pushed Nangong Qi away from Mu Qingqing and licked his black and dusty face. "Qingqing, you must teach your uncle about this! Whether the Wanhou Mansion can get through this difficult time safely depends on you!"

This time, Lord Nangong swallowed his pride and sincerely sought advice from Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing smiled frivolously and said in a loud voice: "Uncle, there is no need to make such a small matter so sensational! If the Emperor of Nanshun feels that the dragon throne under his seat is hurting his buttocks, let's change to a throne that doesn't hurt his buttocks! I think the second prince is a good choice!"

Good things should be kept in the family. If Emperor Nanshun is really dethroned, of course he cannot let outsiders enjoy the wealth. He must find a family member to take the throne!

After hearing this, Lord Nangong was so scared that he quickly covered Mu Qingqing's mouth and said, "Qingqing, my little ancestor, you can just think about this in your heart, don't say it out loud!"

Just in case the walls have ears! If this word gets to the emperor's ears, he won't need to find any other reasons to confiscate the property of the Wanhou Mansion and exterminate the family!

Mu Qingqing rolled her eyes to the sky, grabbed Lord Nangong's wrist and pulled him away, "Uncle, you can do whatever you want in your own home! Besides, I never lie!"

Talking without practice is just empty talk. If you say it, you must do it!

The strength I just demonstrated is just the tip of the iceberg!

Lord Nangong was really choked by what the young lady said. She really dared to say anything! And she said it so confidently!

Mu Qingqing raised her chin and looked at Lord Nangong in front of her with great arrogance: "Uncle! Now you should know what kind of person I am, right? I am just like this, very fierce!"

Lord Nangong held his forehead with his hand and said: Qingqing, you are so awesome that you can stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun!

"Qingqing, it seems that uncle is really old! He doesn't have the energy and enthusiasm of you young people!"

Mu Qingqing's red lips curled up in a teasing arc, and she said in a brisk tone: "How can you be old, uncle?! This is the best time to establish meritorious service. Qingqing is optimistic about you!"

As he said this, he took out two identical Browning pistols from his arms and gave one to each of them.

He then took out a handful of bullets, exactly twenty in total, ten for each person, and asked them to fix the target fifty meters away and practice first.

"Bang, bang, bang..." After the father and son straightened their posture, they looked as fierce as wolves and fired at the same time.

It must be said that a master is a master!

Except for the first bullet which missed the edge of the target, the other nine bullets shot by the father and son hit the center of the target and passed through the hole continuously.

"Clap clap clap!"

Mu Qingqing looked at the target in the distance and applauded loudly for the outstanding father and son.

Mu Qingqing's eyes now looked at Nangong Qi as bright as when she looked at the mine: Talent, talent! It seems that next time I can let Brother Nangong try the sniper rifle!

As for the heavy machine gun that can fire without distinguishing friend or foe as long as one has plenty of strength and can use the index finger to pull the trigger, he should be able to get started right away.

The "bang bang" sound that erupted from the training ground startled the Second Prince, who had just stepped his right foot into the Wanhou Mansion.

The guard who came with the Second Prince trembled twice on his shoulders as he carried the boxes.

What’s going on in Wanhou Mansion?

There was a lot of banging in the early morning. Was it an earthquake? Or was it a robbery?

The guards followed the Second Prince's footsteps as he entered the room and stood still. The group did not dare to move forward at all.

They really value their lives! They are not the direct subordinates of the Second Prince, so at worst they can just give up the reward money for this mission!

If we talk about Emperor Nanshun's iron-blooded tactics and cold-blooded heart, he would be a qualified emperor!

He doesn't trust any of his own sons and holds all the power in his own hands!

Even when the princes in the palace reached adulthood, they were kept in the imperial palace and lived in the same palace with their mothers.

The maids and guards below are all spies arranged by the emperor, and their every move cannot escape the emperor's eyes.

The princes and princesses had to report their itineraries to Emperor Nan Shun when entering or leaving the palace, and then Eunuch An, a popular figure around Emperor Nan Shun, would arrange for their attendants.

Emperor Nanshun can be said to have strangled the ambitions of all the princes in the cradle.

Nan Yaorui paused and looked at the guard behind him, his expression full of displeasure: "What? Didn't you have enough to eat? Can't you even lift such a small thing?"

The guards saw Nan Yaorui's sinister and cold eyes and were frightened: When did the Second Prince become so powerful? Could it be that Lord Nangong gave him the confidence?

The guards finally moved forward at a snail's pace: Forget it, let's go for it! Isn't it just Wanhou Mansion? They won't eat people!

The group followed the butler to the main hall in an orderly manner.

In the main hall, Madam Nangong, who had been up all night and was still full of energy, did not show any sign of being sleepy. She was instructing the servants to seat the guests and put tableware in place.

Qingqing is about to leave after lunch, so this welcoming banquet cannot be neglected.

Madam Nangong saw Nan Yaorui walking in with his head held high and chest puffed out. She saw the guards carrying boxes and crates behind him from the corner of her eye and stepped forward to greet him: "I greet the Second Prince!"

Nan Yaorui hurried forward and held Madam Nangong’s hands: “Grandma, no need to be polite!”

"You guys, put down the gifts and go back to the palace to report!"

Nan Yaorui gave the order in a distant tone with a cold smile in his eyes.

The guards put down the boxes and saluted towards Madam Nangong, "Greetings, Madam Nangong!"

"Well, thank you for your hard work, butler, give me the reward."

After the head of the guards paid his respects, he was stunned by the young face of Old Madam Nangong as soon as he looked up: Didn’t the imperial physician who returned to the palace yesterday say that Old Madam Nangong was dying and had asked Lord Nangong to prepare for her funeral?

Who is this plump, vigorous, middle-aged beauty in front of me? The second prince calls her grandma. Could it be that he has seen a ghost for most of the day?

The captain of the guard suddenly felt cold all over, and was sweating coldly from being frightened for most of the day.

At this moment, he didn't even care about the reward money given by Old Madam Nangong, and ran out quickly with his men without looking back.

The captain of the guard ran a hundred meters away from Wanhou Mansion before he stopped and looked back at the gate of the mansion. Under the sunlight, Wanhou Mansion was still standing there!

"Boss, why are you running so fast? Don't you want the reward?"

One of the men then turned around and looked towards Wan Hou Mansion and asked in confusion.

The captain of the guards spat on the ground with a "Pah" sound, and then he smiled grimly, his eyes vicious and fierce: "Bad luck!"

I'll tell Eunuch An about this when I get back!

Is this Madam Nangong? You scared me so much, I will make things difficult for you when I get back!

The captain of the guard scared himself, but he wanted to take out his anger on Madam Nangong.

The forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds!

Madam Nangong looked at the departing guards with a worried look on her face, and carefully told Nan Yaorui, "Rui'er, I think the leader's expression is not right. You should take the gift from Qingqing and return to the palace as soon as possible."

Ever since the captain of the guard gouged out one of her eyes before leaving, Madam Nangong's right eye began to twitch non-stop, and she always felt that something was going to happen.

"Grandmother, what are you afraid of? He is just a small guard captain. How can I, a prince, be afraid of him?"

Nan Yaorui said disapprovingly, and helped Madam Nangong to the box and showed her the precious items inside.