In fact, Ning was not sure of his own guess.

But now, she is desperate, and this is the last resort.

Therefore, she deliberately deceived Mu Qing.

As long as Mu Qing shows a clue, or Mu Qing knows that he is not from the eldest princess, it is normal for people to want to know the news of his father.

Whether it was the former or the latter, she could be regarded as holding Mu Qing's handle.

didn't expect Mu Qing to be so calm, she couldn't hold the other party's shortcomings at all.

Could it be that Mu Qinghal doesn't know?

Or is Mu Qingzhen the blood of the eldest princess, Mu Dongheng's attack three months ago, and there is another inside story?

For a while, the Ning family, who was already confident, couldn't be sure.

But that's not right.

As far as the Ning family knows, among these high-ranking families in the royal capital, there are not a few people who have doubts about Mu Qing's background.

But the two big Buddhas in the palace did not speak, and after the eldest princess woke up, everyone hid all kinds of speculations in private.

It's none of your business, hang high.

In the final analysis, whether Mu Qing is the son of the Mu family or not has nothing to do with everyone.

No one will go through this mouth.

Ning stared at the other side.

Does this person really not know, or does he not know?

"Madame, please go back. Mu Qing let go of his body, calmly and calmly, "I shouldn't have heard today's words, and the next time Mrs. wants to say such things again, I will go to find the person who should say it." ”

Ning stared at Mu Qing for a long time, and suddenly smiled coldly: "You look like your mother and carved out of the same mold, your mother's surname is Ling Ansu, and your father ...... Hehe, but a very famous court prisoner - are you really not afraid of me saying it?"

As he spoke, he smiled gloomily and approached Mu Qing again, his face full of desperate madness: "Ling Ansu, the daughter of the concubine of the Enhou Mansion, her biological mother died early, and she eloped with Pinghai, the head of the Anping Zhai bandit in the imperial court, twenty years ago, you are now eighteen years old, the time is right, and you look exactly like Ling Ansu, you are the son of the Qin criminal!"

Mu Qing looked at Ning steadily, without saying a word.

Just when the Ning clan thought he was scaring Mu Qing, Mu Qing suddenly turned his head outward: "Steward Fang!"

A moment later, Steward Fang appeared in front of the door with the little fan.

Steward Fang bent down respectfully: "Young Master." ”

"Send Mrs. Hou out. Mu Qing smiled faintly, "If Mrs. Hou refuses to go out, you will go to Ling's house and ask them to send someone to pick you up." ”

Mu Qing said that, and walked towards the door.

He actually planned to leave the Ning family in the hall of the meeting room!

For what Ning said, there was not the slightest fear or fear!

Ning was dumbfounded.

After a moment of stunned effort, Mu Qing's figure was gone.

"Mrs. Hou, please—" Steward Fang bent down and made a gesture.

Ning Tie walked out with a blue face, and did not forget to pick up Mrs. Hou's posture, stood under the corridor and swept around, and asked the two maids: "Where did Mama Gu go?"

A maid stepped forward and replied, "Mama said to go out for a walk, I don't know if it's to change clothes." ”

"It's been a long time, and you haven't called someone back for me!" Ning roared angrily.

The master is talking inside, and he dares to leave by himself, and there are no rules!

The two maids looked at each other timidly, and one of them said weakly: "Fang Cai, Mama left not long after she came out, already, it's been a long time." ”

"Did Mrs. Hou ask the grandmother who came with her? Earlier, someone saw her leave the house, because she was not a person in the house, and the porter was not easy to stop. Steward Fang paused, calculated slightly, "Let's go...... Half an hour shorter. ”

Hearing this, Ning's face changed suddenly, his eyes showed a little ruthlessness, and he led the two maidservants away in a hurry with a strained face.

Mu Qing has returned to his own hospital.

The little fan was still a little worried: "Young master, she won't really get dizzy and poke things out, right?"

"You say you're dizzy. Mu Qing lowered his eyes and smiled, "Don't worry, she's not that stupid yet." If she really dares to poke out, how can I say it, but the Ling family will never tolerate her. ”

"Young Master, did you guess that she would use this as a handle?" The little fan's eyes lit up, "Young Master is really powerful!"

"It was Ni Shang who told me. Mu Qing's voice was faint, "I said it a long time ago." ”

The little fan let out a dry "oh".

Mu Qing lowered his head and thought for a moment, then walked into the study and wrote a letter and handed it to the little fan.

"Send it to the Ling family's ancestral home. Mu Qing commanded.

The little fan looked down, and the letter was for the great elder of the Ling family.

"Young master, this is ——?," the little fan wondered.

"It's nothing, it's just to talk to Elder Ling, the Ning family suspects that I have hidden Zixun, and I also said some inexplicable things. Mu Qing raised his eyebrows, "It's not good for the Ning clan to look for people everywhere like this, the Great Elder should know." ”

The little fan blinked, understood.

The young master is planning to sue the black and make it bad.

In the past, the young master liked to be above board the most, and never did this in secret.

Now the young master has really changed.

But why did he feel so happy!

"The little ones are going. The little fan went happily.

"Wait, no one has come back over there?" asked Mu Qing.

The little fan glanced at it, oh, it was the direction of Mu Dongheng's yard, and shook his head: "No, the little one is staring, if you go back, the porter will send a message." ”

The little fan has fast legs and feet, a flexible brain, and a sweet mouth, and the other courtyard is familiar up and down.

The little fan went.

Mu Qing went to Meng Yun's room.

Kong Xiang and Meng Yun said a word at first, but then they were interrupted, and Meng Yun went back to the bed to lie down, and did not speak again.

Mu Qing wanted to move a chair to the bedside, but Meng Yun waved his hand and got out of bed directly to the table and sat down.

"Two big men, come, sit!" Meng Yun said concisely, disgusted to lie on the bed and talk and abandoned, and pointed to the stool next to him.

A feminine and fair-skinned face, a mouth full of boldness, and the conflict in the picture is still a bit big.

Mu Qing smiled and sat down.

"Have something to say to me?" Meng Yun poured a cup of tea and asked Mu Qing if he wanted it.

Mu Qing took the teapot and poured it himself: "Uncle Meng, I will go out in a few days." ”

"When will you come back?" Meng Yun didn't ask him where he was going, only when he would return.

"Three months back in. Mu Qingdao.

"It seems that there is a martial arts show this year?" Meng Yun suddenly changed the topic, "Which country is it?"

"Da Li. Mu Qing was stunned for a moment and replied.

"If you break through, do you plan to play?" Meng Yun asked again.

Mu Qing lowered his eyes and shook his head: "Maybe." ”

Meng Yun was a little surprised: "Why? Your adoptive mother is a royal princess, since you are separated from you, she will recognize you in her name, will it be difficult for you to follow the path of the rivers and lakes in the future?"

It is a person in the rivers and lakes, if you want to make a name for yourself, or seek a path of origin, but if you are qualified, seven or eight times out of ten will not miss this five-year martial arts event.

Back then, if Mu Pinghai hadn't been stared at too closely by the royal family of the Seven Kingdoms and those families, he was afraid that it would be difficult to get out of the show, and he would have gone to join in the fun.

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