[Quick Transmigration] I have nothing to do with it, I am forced to hang up

The first time Mu Qinghua saw Prince Zhen was more than a month after he arrived in Shuozhou. Prince Zhen personally came to pick him up and invited him to ride with him. He looked grateful and respectful, and valued him very much.

Mu Qinghua was always expressionless and didn't have any other emotions, but when he left Kuncheng, when countless sallow and emaciated people sent him off in silence, he was a little moved.

Because of this kindness, Mu Qinghua mentioned the matter of food distribution and disaster relief with Prince Zhen several times, but every time, Prince Zhen would gossip and bypass the topic, and in the end, he simply did not show up. Let a few subordinates cry poorly in front of him.

A few elders talked with tears and snot about how poor the Prince Zhen's mansion is, how poor the servants in the mansion can't even pay their salaries, Mu Qinghua felt disgusted when he heard it.

The closer to Xu'an Mansion, the more unusual the atmosphere, Mu Qinghua was keenly aware of something.

On the surface, he remained calm and followed Prince Zhen's arrangements in everything, not even mentioning disaster relief.

Prince Zhen was very satisfied with this, and thought of wooing him again, so he not only arranged for him to live in the palace, but also gave him the best food and clothing.

As soon as Mu Qinghua entered the palace, he lost contact with the guards sent to him by Ye Chonglan, and the people who served him were all from the Prince Zhen's palace, and how many of these people were in charge of monitoring him? Prince Zhen knew it himself.

It's a pity that those eyeliners are destined not to get any useful clues, meditating, drinking tea, playing chess, and occasionally being brainwashed by Prince Zhen, this is Mu Qinghua's daily life in Prince Zhen's mansion.

In other words, it is only for them to "see" the daily life.

Mu Qinghua sat cross-legged on the soft couch. Anyone who saw it would only think that he was meditating. How could they guess that Prince Zhen's every move was under his surveillance? !

When he first entered the mansion, Mu Qinghua had already teamed up with Prince Zhen, and every word and every order of the other party could not escape his eyes and ears. To deal with the enemy, this is the best cheating tool.

After a few days of surveillance, he was sure that Prince Zhen was really going to rebel, not in the 16th year of Chongyuan as Ye Chonglan said, but in the fourth year of Chongyuan, just after September.

In the middle of the night, in the dead of night, Mu Qinghua avoided everyone's eyes and ears as usual, and returned to Ye Chonglan's bedroom. Since that day of tenderness, he has never come back. I can't explain why, but I always feel that it is not a big deal. Zi Zi, although I really want to taste the taste of the little yellow chicken again, but every time I think about what happened that night, what should I do if my ears burn.

Prince Zhen wanted to rebel against him, he didn't have any other emotions like shock, but was a little happy, which finally gave him a good excuse to come back.

It's just that the timing of his return seemed a little bit wrong. In front of the lamp and under the moonlight, a lonely man and a widow, his love who was still in the honeymoon period after being eaten up by him for a few days, was actually "affectionately" with a woman. see"!

As a cold Taoist priest, he felt that he had to calm down and never draw his sword at them, but when he warned himself like this, that woman hugged his family's Qingyuan? !Hug!He actually hugged it!

Mu Qinghua grasped the hilt of the sword reflexively, and Ye Chonglan, who was being hugged, had already slapped away the woman stuck to her body before she could take out a Liangyi.

Ye Chonglan's exasperated voice came, "Are you looking for death?!"

He Qingzhen was thrown into a dizzy state, but she still insisted on crawling over, struggling and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... After all, A Shou is your son, your only son. He is missing now. I don't know whether he is alive or dead. I beg you!" You send someone to look for it, he is a prince after all..."

Ye Chonglan looked at her silently, the original annoyance gradually calmed down and became unpredictable, then he suddenly raised his eyebrows, smiling ironically and contemptuously, he lowered his head, and said condescendingly: "Are you sure he is a prince?"

He Qingzhen was stunned, and a great fear slowly rose from her heart. She gasped softly and said, "Your Majesty, what do you mean by Your Majesty? I don't understand..."

"I thought Concubine Ai was a smart person. Since I don't understand, then I should explain it more clearly." Ye Chonglan leaned slightly, stared into the other's eyes and said slowly: "Are you sure that Ah Shou is my only one?" Son, not King Qi's only son?"

He Qingzhen let out a short scream, and her whole body was limp on the ground, her hands and feet were icy cold, and there was only one thought left in her mind: He knows, he knows everything...

Her face was pale, and her eyes were full of despair.

Looking at his calm eyes, He Qingzhen's chaotic mind suddenly had a kind of understanding, "You, when did you know... Did you know it a long time ago? And King Qi, King Qi His death..." At this point, her teeth trembled, and she forcibly choked the rest of the words in her throat. If this was the case, how terrifying this person would be, thanks to the fact that she and King Qi used to think that Playing him in the applause, he didn't expect that in the end, he was the hunter, and they were just two grasshoppers in his palm...

Until He Qingzhen was roughly dragged down, she still didn't recover from the great fear, and what was waiting for her was definitely not the morning sun.

The door of the hall was closed, and there was silence in the hall. Ye Chonglan turned around and looked at the inner room covered by heavy curtains, his eyes gradually filled with a smile.

Lifting the heavy veil, a bright sword light slashed at him without warning. Ye Chonglan retreated extremely quickly, avoiding the sword dangerously. Fortunately, the opponent didn't intend to take advantage of the victory. Then stopped.

Ye Chonglan patted his chest as if startled, and shouted: "Murder your own husband! It really is a scumbag, and you won't admit it after eating and wiping it off!"

Not only did he refuse to admit it, but he also killed people to silence him!

Mu Qinghua sneered, the hand holding the sword became even more ready to move.

Seeing this, Ye Chonglan quickly raised his hand to surrender. He was not afraid of fighting. In fact, since he came to this world, he had never used force because of various restraints. He really wanted to loosen his muscles and bones, but he has no weapons now. , without a weapon in his hand, he was definitely pressed and beaten by the opponent, so he didn't seek abuse by himself.

Seeing that he was sensible, Mu Qinghua sat down beside him holding his sword, then raised his chin and said, "What's going on?!"

Ye Chonglan rubbed his nose, feeling a little guilty, strange, he didn't do anything to apologize to him, why should he be guilty, but he couldn't face the other party's eyes like ink.

"It's that little prince, who suddenly disappeared, and He Qingzhen went crazy, making the whole harem restless, and finally begged me again."

"You stayed in the palace well, why did you disappear?" Mu Qinghua was a little puzzled. Although the guards of the palace were useless to him, it would be absolutely impossible for others to break in and take a child away. possible things.

After thinking about it, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, "It's you?"

"How is that possible!" Ye Chonglan retorted immediately, "Although I want to avenge the original owner, I will not deliberately deal with a child. People in Hidden Sword Villa never take action against the old, weak, women and children."

Mu Qinghua nodded, and said: "This palace is not simple, you should pay more attention."

"I know." Ye Chonglan agreed, while slowly rubbing against the other party's side, his heart beating a little fast, and just as he stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the Taoist priest's waist, he felt a gust of wind blowing, and his right hand was empty.

Mu Qinghua got up and walked to the window, briefly said about Prince Zhen's upcoming rebellion, and left in a hurry.

Heh heh, the slap just now can be easily settled with a sword, after all, it was not voluntary, and the slap was not light, but the sound of "Ai Fei" was not so simple, he could hear it clearly It's clear, Ye Erji, you are courting death by calling another woman Aifei in front of your love!