Aristocratic Concubine

Chapter 381 Doing Business (3)
"It is Mr. Zhao, Shangshu of the Ministry of War. It should be Madam's uncle."

"Uncle Zhao!" Wanqing was stunned, "He is not in the capital as his master, how could he come to northern Xinjiang? Did the emperor send him here?"

Wanqing's heart began to sink. Before she was married, Aunt Zhao didn't like her very much, and she used tricks to deal with her. Now that Zhao Shuyuan hated her to the bone, one can imagine Aunt Zhao's position.

Shangguan Yeli's current situation is very difficult, and Ouyang Luoyi's purpose is very complicated. If she really loves Shangguan Yeli, she shouldn't do this. What is the purpose of all this pretentiousness?
There is also the death of Mr. Qian, which is obviously very strange. I heard that Ouyang Luoyi and Murong Lingyun had both come, but Ouyang Luoyi came in first, and Murong Lingyun came after about a quarter of an hour. During this period, What did he do?
Moreover, when she was in the capital, Ouyang Luoyi almost had a falling out with herself and Shangguan Yeli. After she came in that day, her attitude towards Shangguan Yeli became unexpectedly affectionate... All of that was probably pretending Probably, he wanted to draw the attention of himself and Shangguan Yeli, deliberately irritating himself, so as to cover up Murong Lingyun's whereabouts.

"Ping An, how many of the things I have people made are in stock now?" Although many things can't be figured out, one thing is clear. Shangguan Yeli is surrounded by enemies at this time. Mr. Qian's stupid embezzlement method in the trap he fell into was clearly designed to get Shangguan Yeli to do something to him. Those people must have planned it in the capital...

"Go back to Young Mistress, there are not many stockings."

"How many are there, how many are you taking with you? You gather all the guards of the Governor's Mansion and go to Lantau Island with the princess." Wanqing calmly said to Ping An.

Hearing this, Ping An was stunned, and said in shock: "You can't do it, young lady, Lantau Pass is a hundred miles away from here. You must protect young mistress, you little one..."

Wanqing knows the meaning of peace, with her riding skills and ability, going to Lantau Pass now is no less than a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. Ouyang Luoyiyuan hated herself to the bone, wishing to eat her own insides, eat her own skin, Going by herself, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for Shangguan Yeli, but... She feels extremely uneasy, and feels that if she doesn't go this time, she may not be able to see Shangguan Yeli again...

"Safe, prepare men and horses, set off immediately, even if I blow up the Lantau barracks, I must save the son."

However, the team of hundreds of people walked in an orderly and majestic way. The mistress was dressed in a simple gown with arrow sleeves, which looked neat and tidy. The older beautiful woman behind her, who was said to be the senior sister of the governor, was solemn. In fact, she was wearing a crisp military uniform, much like the female general who joined the army instead of her husband sung in the play.

When she came, the mistress had already explained the purpose of her trip. Hundreds of five-foot men were all moved by the courage of this petite and weak woman. She even said that she would blow up the [-] soldiers of Lantau Pass in Dazhou In the military camp, hundreds of people are going to break a bloody path to rescue her husband, their master, Prince Jingning Hou Shizi, isn't this a typical egg bumping against a stone?No, it should be the ants shaking the big tree, let it die.

Everyone knows that this is impossible to succeed, and everyone knows that there is no chance of survival, but no one retreats, and no one escapes. These hundreds of people are all the guards of the Jingning Hou Mansion. The servant, this time was selected by the Marquis of Jingning to protect the son and grandma. Their roots are in the mansion of the Marquis of Jingning, and their fate has long belonged to the mansion of the Marquis of Jingning. Such a weak woman has such courage, how can a majestic man be defeated by a weak woman?

Therefore, this simple and thin team has firm and tragic steps, with a kind of heroism and heroism before dying.

Facing the Susu north wind, Wanqing looked forward firmly, her holding hand was still clumsy, but her legs were tightly clamped, her slender back was straight, she was safe by her side, silent And following her steps persistently, this young servant, after going through the past two months of military career, the childishness and greenness on his face have long since faded, and he has not officially been on the battlefield yet. The bloodiness made him grow up quickly and made him mature.

He disapproved of the young mistress's decision. This was the original intention of the prince to let him stay. However, the master actually asked him to protect the young mistress. Wherever the young mistress went, he would follow her. If he couldn't protect her, he would die with her. Bar.

The appearance of Bicao appeared in her mind again, her belly got bigger and bigger, and her figure became bloated, but the smiles on her face were more than when she was in the Hou Mansion. In the plain and simple yard that belonged to him and her, she was often seen holding a chair and sitting under the eaves basking in the sun, lowering her head, stroking her stomach with a smile, and talking softly to her stomach. The kindness on her face and the tenderness in her eyes are like a thin and soft feather, gently plucking at his heartstrings, the exhaustion all over her body disappears the moment she sees her, the warmth of that moment Melted into his heart, seeing more blood and pouring, the cold heart warmed up at that moment, very plain, very peaceful, the feeling of home wrapped his heart.

Every time at this time, Ping An would say: "I'm back."

Then, Bi Cao raised her head, got up with a smile, went into the house with her heavy waist supported by her hands, brought him a basin of hot water, wrung out the handkerchief, wiped his face, and then poured him a handle of hot tea ...

When he went out, the woman was sleeping. He didn't say goodbye to her. He was afraid of parting. If these people, including her most respected young mistress, couldn't go back three days later, he didn't know what would happen to her?It goes without saying that you are sad, but how much of that sadness is for yourself?

While meditating, the young lady next to her let out an exclamation. Ping An came back from her thoughts, but saw that there was a wider ditch in front of her. The young lady could not jump with a horse, and the smooth bay red horse stopped by the ditch, hesitating. .

Pingan wanted to get off the horse and lead the horse past for her, but Wanqing stopped her. If it was just a small ditch and she needed help, how would she face thousands of troops when she arrived at the camp?How to save my husband from Ouyang Luoyi's hands?

(End of this chapter)