Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1257 Begging

"Sister-in-law, thank you very much for today." Mu Chuji bowed solemnly, "If you hadn't conveyed the message to me and requested the Queen Mother's decree in time, I would have done him wrong..."

He did not continue. Li Qianning was confused in her heart, but her face remained calm, "Your Highness, Prince Qi, there is no need to be like this. Prince Zhongzheng is the humerus of the Miluo Kingdom. I just can't bear to see my loyal ministers and generals being wronged."

Feeling wronged? Mu Chuji thought in his heart, have everyone in the Zhongzheng Palace suffered enough grievances over the years? Now that the princess is dead, the husband's only concern in this world is Murong Qing.

He really didn't understand what Mu Churui was doing. If you, sir, risk everything for Murong Qing...

Could it be that Mu Churui didn't want the throne, which he regarded as a plaything?

"What is His Highness King Qi thinking about?" Li Qianning couldn't help but ask when she saw Mu Chuji was speechless for a long time.

"It's nothing." Mu Chuji shook his head, suddenly stretched out his hand and touched the top of Li Qianning's hair.

Li Qianning subconsciously wanted to hide, but Mu Chuji grabbed her wrist with the other hand, "Okay." He said, taking his hand off, and there was an extra petal in his palm.

"Thank you, Your Highness, Prince Qi." The tips of Li Qianning's ears turned red and she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Mu Chuji. However, his words still fell into her ears word for word, "Sister-in-law, I would love to have you in my life." A blessing."

He said it sincerely, without any hint of hypocrisy. Li Qianning felt her heart beating in panic, turned around and left quickly.

Mu Chuji looked at Li Qianning's back and slightly raised the corners of his lips. How great would it be if she were not the emperor's sister-in-law, but his princess?

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly changed. Even he was startled by his sudden thought. This was a thought he would never have when he was playing in the human world.

But once it arises, it is difficult to erase.

That's fine. Mu Chuji looked at the petal in his palm. If Mu Churui was not worthy of being the leader of Miluo, it wouldn't be a big deal if he took his place.

Fang Zilan saw all the changes in Mu Chuji's expression. She raised her eyebrows and watched helplessly as he put the petals in his palm into his arms. The look on his face that cherished and valued it was obvious that he was attracted.

Finally, we have come to this point.

Fang Zilan's expression was gloomy and unclear. She jumped off the roof without hesitation and followed Li Qianning's footsteps to a hidden corner of the back garden.

"The Queen is well." Fang Zilan's drawling voice suddenly sounded, startling Li Qianning, and then she realized that she had walked to a quiet place without anyone knowing when.

Fang Zilan crossed her arms, "When the Queen comes out in the future, it's best to bring some people with her, just in case..."

"Mrs. Crown Prince, what do you want to say?" Li Qianning interrupted Fang Zilan's words, clutched her chest tightly, and forced herself to calm down.

"It's nothing." Fang Zilan smiled slightly, "I'm here to clear up the Queen's doubts."

"What confusion is there?" Li Qianning had a bad premonition in her heart. Sure enough, she heard Fang Zilan say: "His Royal Highness King Qi is extremely grateful to the Queen. Shouldn't the Queen thank me?"

"It's you..." Li Qianning looked at Fang Zilan in disbelief and took a step back subconsciously, "Why did you..." "Why should I imitate the Queen's handwriting and inform His Highness Prince Qi?" Fang Zilan said: " Naturally, it is to keep His Majesty the Queen in mind so that if anything happens to the Queen in the future, he will stand up."

She said, approaching Li Qianning step by step, "Queen, please don't tell me that you have never thought of taking advantage of His Highness, Prince Qi."

Li Qianning retreated step by step until she was forced to the wall. She had no way to retreat. She stumbled, but Fang Zilan caught her wrist, "Since I achieved my wish for the Queen, shouldn't the Queen also do me a favor? "

"Two princes, we have seen your country's conditions, but they are too perfunctory." Zhuge Yu said coldly: "If your country has such an attitude, peace talks are not necessary."

Hearing this, Fang Zilan quickly ran through the conditions he had seen before in his mind. Overall, they were not satisfactory. Although it was not too bad, it could not be said to be very good. They came to negotiate, and they came to bargain.

She had suffered a loss at the hands of the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance before, but she still felt sad about it, so she completely stepped aside and allowed Zhuge Yu to do his best, watching the two sides go back and forth.

Zhuge Yu had a very high profile as soon as he came up. No matter what Murong Xun and Mu Chuji said, they all said that if there was no sincerity, it would be better not to talk. The capital would not be short of this little money. At worst, they would send troops if the talks failed. It’s time to expand the territory.

Fang Zilan secretly thought that Zhuge Yu's appearance was really bluffing. If she hadn't known that the battle in Dajing was a national effort, she would have thought it was just a joke. There were many soldiers, horses, money and food behind her.

However, Murong Xun and Mu Chuji are not that easy to fool. In the early stage, Dajing lost several cities but did not fight back. They just stubbornly refused to get out. Anyone with some experience knows that there must be something weird, not to mention that they have experienced many battles. The man of war.

The two sides were in a stalemate for two consecutive days. Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching and there was no conclusion yet, Fang Zilan couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

That day, she was sitting on the roof, looking at the increasingly round moon, feeling a sense of loneliness in her heart. How many years has it been? She didn't even have a good Mid-Autumn Festival, she was born to be busy.

"Sister Lan." Zhuge Yu's voice came from under the eaves, and Fang Zilan jumped down from the roof neatly, "A Yu, you want to see me if you have anything to do?"

"It's just a matter of peace talks." Zhuge Yu straightened his sleeves. Fang Zilan looked at him briefly and saw that his face was tired. She said helplessly: "It's not settled yet?"

"The new emperor of Miluo sent someone to deliver new peace negotiation conditions." Zhuge Yu's expression was dark and unclear, "The general conditions have not changed, but one has been added."

"What?" Fang Zilan asked subconsciously. Zhuge Yu lowered his eyes and said, "Send Prince Zhongzheng's son Murong Qing to the capital as a hostage."

Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Isn't this condition too specific to Murong Xun? Can he agree?"

"Murong Xun complained that he was ill. I didn't see him at the banquet just now." Zhuge Yu sighed lightly, "If you add this, sincerity will be enough, and other conditions cannot be too demanding."

Fang Zilan frowned slightly, "The new emperor of Miluo is really cruel, isn't he afraid that Murong Xun will be forced to rebel?"

"Not to mention Murong Xun, this condition itself is a hot potato." Zhuge Yu pursed his thin lips tightly, "Once Murong Qing enters our capital, what will happen in the future..."

He did not continue, but Fang Zilan's heart tightened. If Murong Qing had any trouble in Dajing in the future, it would not only solve Mu Churui's major problem, but also give Miluo an excuse to send troops.