The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 170 We will meet again on the battlefield
"Impossible." The cool autumn wind came, and the bleak autumn air instantly drove Yang Tong into the abyss of ice. He restrained the coldness in his heart and refused without hesitation.

"But you can't stop me. It was like this 11 years ago, and it's still like this now." Mu Qianhan replied, and stepped into the Prince Mu's mansion resolutely.

Yang Tong stood in front of Mu Qianhan again, and ordered sharply: "No, I won't allow it. I will raise you as my daughter. You are my destiny. I will never allow you to take risks."

Nine years ago, Xiao Ye was trapped in Dezhou, and she comforted everyone around her just like she is now.Then he took Akabane Wei and left resolutely.Based on today's old tricks, it is necessary to make big moves.

Yang Tong blocked Mu Qianhan's way, looking at her bottomless pupils with scorching eyes: "Ye Beiming wants to marry you with all his heart, you can confuse him with just a few words, but I am you Master, I know everything you say and do, so you don’t have to…”

Facing the master's questioning eyes, Mu Qianhan said softly, "Marrying him is also my wish."

"I won't lie to him, and I won't lie to him about marriage." Mu Qianhan pushed Yang Tong away, and walked straight into Prince Mu's mansion
Yang Tong looked at Mu Qianhan's figure and at the medicine bag in his hand: "The father and daughter are as stubborn as donkeys."

A father who was eager to stand up and avenge his daughter, and a daughter who was determined to avenge the 20 Xiao family army.

Stupid boy, do you know how regretful the master is.

I regret that I should have given you the book of war, that I should have taught you cultivation techniques, and that I should have entrusted the Tong clan to your hands.

I, like your father, only hope that you will be an ordinary little girl, marry a husband you like, and live your life safely and smoothly.Instead of being accompanied by soldiers and horses, neither sad nor happy.He was even persecuted and betrayed by the state of Jin he was loyal to
Mu Qianhan stepped into Guanju Palace, looked at the scene in front of him, with a smile on his lips.

Stepping onto the small bridge and entering Chonghua Palace, the Blood Shadow Guard has been waiting for a long time.

Mu Qianhan took the letter from the Blood Shadow Guard and slowly spread it out, sternly said: "According to the time, Jin should have drawn a brand new military distribution map, right?"

"Yes." Wei Yi replied, simply and neatly.

"My lord, according to my lord's order, the boss has sent silver taels to the families of the Xiao Jiajun brothers." Wei Yi stopped after speaking.

"Are they having a bad life?" Mu Qianhan closed the letter paper and lit a flame to burn it down.It was as if the letter had never appeared.

There was a trace of sadness in Wei Yi's eyes, he swallowed his throat, and said: "Most of the people in Anyang Palace have enmity with the Xiao family army, now that the prince is not in charge, the people in Anyang Palace are out of control, the boss saved many People. If you want Xiao Jiajun's widow to live a stable life, you must solve this hidden danger in one fell swoop."

"Send the news to those people, let them go to California City or Lizhou City to find the generals of the guard battalion. Those people used to be my father's subordinates, and they can protect them from the enemy. Tell them, this king will completely get rid of the hidden danger of Anyang Palace "Mu Qian said coldly.

"The last general thanked the lord on behalf of the 20 Xiao family army." Wei Yi kowtowed on the ground, a teardrop fell from the bottom of his eyes.

"This is the responsibility of this king. When my brothers are gone, I should do my best to avenge them. Take care of their parents, wives and children." Mu Qian coldly replied.

"My lord made a clever plan to let Mrs. Jin do business, otherwise those women, children and children will have nothing to rely on and struggle to survive." Thinking of the miserable scene he saw, Wei Yi was filled with emotion.

Mu Qianhan endured the soreness in his heart, waved his hands and said, "Get back!"

"Follow the order." Wei replied, turned around and disappeared.

Mu Qianhan looked at the pond full of lotuses, and his deep and cold eyes turned as red as blood; "Blood must be paid with blood. Li Mingjue, this day will come soon, and the blood debt between you and me will finally be settled. "

When you and I meet on the battlefield, I will tell you to go to Jiuyou Hell to apologize to the 20 Xiao family army.

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At night, the Chonghua Palace was brightly lit, and Mu Qianhan's jade-like green onion fingers plucked the abacus beads in his hand like plucking the strings of a lute, carefully checking the numbers on the ledger.

An octagonal palace lantern is placed on the table, and the dazzling brilliance projects her beautiful figure on the ink painting behind her. The delicate strokes outline a pair of black chrysanthemums. Like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water, the fairy air curls up.

Ye Beiming looked at the jade finger that was flicking the beads in front of him angrily, approached quietly, and asked softly, "Xiao Han'er, you should have learned the piano, right?"

"Why do you ask that?" Mu Qianhan knew that he would definitely come back tonight, so he wasn't surprised at all.But he was very curious about the question he uttered.

The biggest doubt that everyone has about her is what kind of weapons can she use?No one ever asked her if she could play the piano or Xiao.

Ye Beiming looked at her little hands crackling with the beads, and felt inexplicably at ease: "Xiaohan'er plays with the beads so beautifully, if you say you can't play the piano, you absolutely can't!"

"I used to study behind my sister for a while, but I don't have much talent!" After speaking, Mu Qianhan's hand paused slightly, and then he concentrated all his thoughts and continued to count the books in his hand.

"Xiao Han'er said this to fool others, maybe some people will believe it, but I will never believe it." Ye Beiming carefully looked at the numbers on the account book, and secretly calculated roughly in his heart.

"Why don't you believe it?" A trace of doubt flashed across Mu Qianhan's eyes.

"If Xiaohan'er has no talent, why would he learn for a while?" Ye Beiming smiled slightly back in his eyes, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of three-flower tea for her, handed it to her lips, and said, "Let me do it." Moisturize your throat and rest for a while."

Mu Qianhan raised his eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You can do this too."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qianhan got up and handed the brush in Ye Beiming's hand.

Suddenly, he felt that the question he just asked was a bit redundant. A person who can use both hands flexibly is extremely intelligent. As the regent of the Song Dynasty, he still needs to support the Divine Strategy Army, so how could he not understand these things.

Ye Beiming sat down on the round chair and began to count the books in his hand.

Mu Qianhan held the Ge kiln cracked porcelain teacup, took a sip, looked at Ye Beiming's handwriting, and joked: "Ye Beiming, if you don't want to be the regent, you can also be a teacher or a painting teacher." Excellent."

Ye Beiming looked back, with a smile flashing across his eyes: "If I don't act as the regent, how can I be worthy of you as a great general?"

She fed her teacup to Ye Beiming's lips, and whispered: "I never care about these. When I like you, I'm not sure if you are the regent."

With a smile in Ye Beiming's eyes, he took her hand and took a sip.

"Ming, you are really easy to deceive. This is the three-flower tea from my daughter's home to recuperate your body. You can drink it if I feed it to you." Mu Qianhan laughed like a silver bell.

　Mu Qianhan's plan is revenge, and everything she does now applies to revenge.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)