Chapter 1762 1766:

She made a tangled expression and said, "Can't we slow down?" My family Zhichen has already settled the matter in the capital, and he must be on his way to Nanling...... I haven't seen him in a long time, so let's leave when he comes, okay? ”

The Grand Commander was slightly stunned, then clenched his fists and took a deep breath. "That's right, it's me who didn't think about it."

Dong Huiying went to help the commander again, "Okay, okay, don't kneel." I call you Auntie, you are an elder, how can there be a reason for elders to kneel to juniors?? It's so frustrating! ”

This time, Dong Huiying finally helped up the commander. And after this incident, there were a few more people who hoped that Liang Zhichen would rush to Nanling as soon as possible.

The group of people led by the Great Commander, they were looking forward to it with their hearts, hoping that Liang Zhichen could come to Nanling as soon as possible! Because only when Liang Zhichen and Dong Huiying converge, they can set off to the empress's hiding place.

At the same time.

The Eighth Imperial Maiden is still kept in the dark, she doesn't know that the current capital has changed the day, and she is still dreaming of her ascension to the throne by herself. Single-mindedly want to find out the whereabouts of the queen and get the heirloom jade seal.

However, Qinghe received a letter.

He was so moved by the contents of the letter that he was shocked.

Even if he had thought a few days ago, the Eight Imperial Maidens were overwhelmed, and he was like a waste chess piece here. But he delayed making a decision because he wanted to wait and see how the situation unfolded.

Now that the dust has settled in the capital, the Nine Emperor Maidens are in power, and the team of the Eight Imperial Maidens in the capital has also been washed in blood. Even the ambitious prime minister has been cut off by the Nine Emperor Maidens and Liang Zhichen.

Next, it will be inevitable that this fire will burn to the Eight Imperial Maidens.

And Qinghe, as the righteous monarch of the Eight Imperial Daughters, has long been labeled as the Eight Imperial Daughters, and if he continues to follow the Eight Imperial Daughters, he will definitely be affected by the Eight Imperial Daughters.

So he has to make a trade-off at this moment!!

Qinghe walked to the candlestick and burned the letter. Gazing at the ashes of the burning letter, he narrowed slightly.

Silent and pondering, he pondered for a long time, and at the end, he called Ah Lian over. "Let's go, pack up, and get out of here tonight!"

Pushed open the window and looked in the direction where Dong Huiying's wife and husband lived. Qinghe slowly turned the white jade wrench in his hand, and his eyes were bright and uncertain, like a candle flame fluttering in the wind at night. Suddenly bright, suddenly dim......

He was silent for a long time before he spat out such a sentence.

"Come to Japan, Fang Chang ......"

Qinghe left, quietly and silently when he left.

It wasn't until the second day that the Eight Emperors found out that Qinghe was gone. She thought back to the conflict between the two a few days ago, and her face turned pale.

"He must be mad at me!" She thought it was because of her suspicion of Qinghe that Qinghe was disheartened, so she left her.

But who knows, Qinghe's heart has never been on her from beginning to end.

The self-styled Eight Emperor Daughters were depressed about this, drunk and dreaming all day long, constantly calling Qinghe's name, but the man had already gone far away and didn't know anything about it. And even if you know. At best, it's just a nonchalant smile.

However, when the Eight Imperial Maidens were immersed in the sadness of Qinghe's departure, another person smelled the crisis. - This person is the White Immortal!