Since the prince came back, the Donghu soldiers outside the Yanshan Mansion have been much quieter, there is no gunsmoke, only the smoke curling, Mu Qingteng knows in his heart that this is an agreement with His Royal Highness the Prince, and this Yanshan Mansion is afraid that it will not be able to hold it.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a person who can't hold things down, and he doesn't know if it's because others are urging him, or if he can't wait, but he can be seen in the military camp from time to time in the past few days, no matter how Sun Qingmei is, it's useless.

"Your Highness, haven't we all said it?"

"Oh, what do you know about a woman! Go and go, be nosy! ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very impatient, his mood has not been stable these days, he doesn't know what he will do again, but how can he do it, staying in Donghu is a dead end, it is better to come back and earn a handful.

After learning the news, the Marquis of Dingguo Mansion was also very surprised, never thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince could still persuade An Qingfei, or that the two of them could still be embarrassed, this divine wood is really rotten from the roots, and it can't be better.

Originally, I thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would not commit treason even if he was poor, but now it seems that he is still wrong, and he thought that An Qingfei would have a little backbone, and the benefits of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince staying in Donghu are far better for them than putting them back, it is really confused.

"I'm afraid Yanshan Mansion won't be able to keep it"

"The people of the city don't know what to do yet"

"The prince can't stay, write to Sun Qingmei and ask her to collect evidence of the prince's collaboration with the enemy, and after the fall of Yanshan Mansion, hand it over to Your Majesty to deal with."

Qianjiwei left in response, and Mu Jincheng frowned tightly in place.

"Su Moyi, send a letter to Qingteng and ask him to protect the people as much as possible." Now this kind of thing still needs to be notified, Su Moyu looked back at Mu Jincheng.

At this time, the sky was faint, and in the twilight of the shadows, Mu Jincheng was extremely unreal, she was afraid, afraid that the countless nightmares were real, since Mu Qingteng invited herself out, she could always dream of the blood all over the Changyang Mountain, and woke up from the nightmare countless times, and the whistling in her ears was a desperate wail.

It's not a good sign, it's not that she's worried, she's a child of the Protoss, she's the host of the oracle, she's never dreamed of anything unrelated, and of course it's not going to make a difference if it's repeated all the time.

After all, the third brother on Changyang Mountain, when did it start to change, the contact with each other has become less, and they are not very good at putting their hearts into their hearts, but there is still a gap in the end, Mu Jincheng thought about it carefully, probably from her wedding.

Mu Qingteng didn't even show up when she got married, but couldn't he see it clearly when she came back again.

Since when did it start, starting from the rumors that have been spreading outside, starting from Mu Qingteng to the inner response of Changyang Mountain in everyone's mouth, who believes it and who doesn't believe it in this Kyushu? Even Mu Jincheng herself didn't know whether to believe it or not, she was reincarnated in the tenth life so far, and many things have been unable to distinguish between true and false.

She finally had a little surprise, and finally didn't have to be reminded by others, his Qinghe was still smart, and she never used other people's hard words, she could think clearly

It's just that the friendship in the past life is too deep, and I haven't thought clearly, or I don't want to believe it.

Chang Yuan has already focused on investigating where Mu Qingteng lived before he went to Changyang Mountain, who he met, what things he did, and he has not come back to report yet.

It all started with Mu Qingteng giving His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's idea.

Everything seems to have a direction in the fog, Tang Jianyuan's clue has not been abandoned, tens of thousands of palace people, they are recalling one by one, sorting out a lot, distinguishing the true from the false, Chang Yuan with dozens of thousands of guards, day and night.

When Mu Qingteng received a letter from Mu Jincheng in Yanshan Mansion, the letter carefully told him to pay attention to safety, and gave him instructions on clothing, food, housing and transportation, and at the end of the day, he also reminded him to protect the people of Yanshan Mansion as much as possible.

Mu Qingteng took this letter and read it over and over again for a long time, Mu Jincheng's handwriting was very familiar to him, they often practiced together when they were young, at that time, Mr. always beat her handboard, disgusted her badly, and sometimes even punished her to write hundreds of times, all of which Mu Qingteng completed for her, and was occasionally found by Mr., so he went to the Holy Lord to complain, and then the two of them were punished together.

But even so, this Qinghe princess's handwriting has not grown in the slightest, she can barely read it, her mind has not been here since she was a child, and it is useless to persecute her, and then the angry gentleman is unwilling to care about her, and the holy lord will let it go.

He and Mu Jincheng haven't spoken well for a long time, and they don't have a good voice when they meet, the two of them are crossing the single-plank bridge, and it is impossible to go to the same road in the future, there is no turning back from the arrow that opened the bow, he is here for this mission, and he can't get rid of it.

The days to come are still long, and the world will be turned over in the future, Mu Jincheng's letter, this small advice, may be your last heart for me.

After thinking about it, I folded the envelope carefully and put it on my chest, and I wanted to collect it properly, but I didn't feel right as soon as I put it in my clothes, so I took it out repeatedly, and finally lit incense, burned the letter paper, and burned it into powder.

The burned letterhead, the friendship that was burned, and the burned past, it's time for Mu Jincheng to say goodbye. Half a month later, the Donghu soldiers came to the city, and the entire Yanshan Mansion was ready to fight, but the loopholes in the root of the city wall were getting bigger and bigger.

The old beggar looked at it strictly, and he didn't let the people of Yanshan Mansion find out.

Today finally waited for the thing to come to fruition, tacit rebellion, no, yes, the rebellion of the heart like Hu, may be the most terrible, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the anthill, there are no such countless nests in the war, but one is enough to turn the battlefield around.

The entire city wall has long been eroded, dilapidated and crumbling by the erosion of this half month.

A crash pushed away the dust, which no one expected, Yanshan Mansion fell as expected, General Qingteng took His Royal Highness the Prince and 100,000 guards to retreat to Guangling, and the people of Yanshan Mansion fled in all directions.

Fortunately, when Donghu entered the city, he did not massacre the city's residents, but just looted them.

Tang Jianyuan was very shocked after getting the news in the imperial capital, he never thought that Yanshan Mansion had fallen, the prince was also there, and Qingteng was also there, what was going on!

The battle report suddenly fell on the head of the military department Shangshu: "You come and tell me that the soldiers and horses have enough food and grass!" Why lose the battle! The military department Shangshu suddenly knelt on the ground, trembling.

You chose the general, you chose the prison army, and now come and ask me, what else can I say!