Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

What on earth are they doing this for?

Why did Song Yichen turn against Xuanyuan Qingtian?

What are they doing this for?

And why did they want her to leave?Was it the fear that she was holding them back, or were they afraid that she would be implicated?

Could it be that he wanted her to come back because he was afraid that she would be implicated?

No, did they suspect her too? Maybe they wanted to monitor her better and deliberately asked her to come back so that she could relax her vigilance.

Well, this is indeed very possible, because if she was in Xuanyuan Qingtian's room, it would be inconvenient to find someone or contact someone.

So I want to send her back. In this way, the vigilance in their own place will definitely be relaxed, and it will be easier for them to monitor who she will contact. No matter whether she has done something wrong to Xuanyuan Qingtian, they will try to find out.

Duanmu Minya slowly walked back and forth in the room, thinking about why they did this.

Perhaps they also do this to let their opponents relax their vigilance and give them a chance to catch them all.

It seems that now she doesn't do anything, just stop quietly and see what they want to do.

Duanmu Minya thought so, she quickly found a red silk scarf from the closet and tied it on the window lattice, watching the red silk scarf on the window lattice swinging in the wind.

Duanmu Minya finally let go of her worried heart.

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Xuanyuan Qingtian frowned slightly and sat behind the desk looking at the books spread out in front of him. He just watched quietly, but he didn't turn over a page for a long time, as if the book on this page was some kind of incomprehensible problem , he wants to read it several times.

But from his gaze that had drifted to nowhere, it could already be known that he was not reading a book at all, but was thinking about a problem, that's why he didn't turn a page of the book.

"My lord, my lord, Ah Jiang is back."

Lin Butler whispered from the side, and he said quickly when he saw Xuanyuan Qingtian looking at him.

"Well, let him in."

Xuanyuan Qingtian leaned back slowly, put his right hand on the armrest, and tapped lightly with his slender fingers.

And his left elbow rests on the armrest, supporting his chin, while he lazily leans against the left armrest.

The whole person looks lazy and freehand, but in fact he is more like an African leopard ready to go. Although it looks lazy and elegant, in fact, every movement contains infinite explosive power.

"The subordinates kowtow to the prince."

A young guard hurried in, and immediately saluted Xuanyuan Qingtian respectfully.

"Well, no, let's talk."

Xuanyuan Qingtian waved his hands casually, and he was still leaning on the armrest casually, without even raising his eyes.