"Your Highness just needs to remember that everything your subordinates do is for Your Highness's good." Qingfu said seriously.

"Oh." Jing Lingyi nodded, at a loss for a moment, frowned and asked, "Then I let him go, will it be inappropriate?" ”

Qingfu took a deep breath, frowned slightly, and said, "Your Highness doesn't need to worry about this matter, just act as if nothing happened." ”

Jing Lingyi was vaguely unsteady in his heart, and always felt that there was something in his hatred.

He didn't know why he would let go of Qiu Jing in a hurry, but he felt that he was confused and didn't want to kill people inexplicably.

However, he also knew that Qingcao was sent by his father to protect him, no matter what, Qingcao would definitely not harm him, and Qiu Jing came to kill him, and he was still on Qingjiao's side to some extent.

"Your Highness, don't think too much, you must know that Your Highness, as a prince, will inevitably be hated by others, and the words of those bad people are easy to believe." Qingcao Road.

"What do you mean by 100 babies? Is he also talking gibberish? Jing Lingyi looked at him and asked without giving up.

"What a hundred babies, it's pure nonsense, this kind of thief likes to make up excuses, lest the world will not be chaotic, so he will make a mystery." Qingcao snorted softly.

"Okay." Jing Lingyi shrugged.

"Your Highness has a good life to rest, and his subordinates have retired." After finishing speaking, Qingfu walked out of the dormitory with his hands behind his back.

Jing Lingyi's face was in a fog, and he didn't know which of Qingjiao's words was true and which was false, so he couldn't understand it, so he naturally didn't want to think about it again.

The always cheerful Seventh Highness just thought that nothing had happened, and only hoped that time would be faster, so that he could return to the palace as soon as possible to see his father, who had missed him for a long time.

Qingcao walked out of the bedroom with a gloomy face, returned to his residence, quickly took out his pen and ink, walked to the desk and hurriedly wrote a secret letter, drew a portrait, and after putting it away, he hurriedly walked out of the room again.

When he came to the back mountain, Qingfu looked around, and after making sure that it was safe, he whistled vigorously.

I saw a man in a black swallow suit jump out of nowhere and asked him, "What do you command, brother?" ”

Qing Cao handed him the written secret letter, and earnestly advised: "Hei Yan, you should hurry up and return to China immediately, day and night, be sure to pass this letter to the palace, this matter is very important, and it will be handed over to Your Majesty as soon as possible." ”

Hei Yan took the letter and nodded, "Brother, don't worry, I'll do it right away, and I won't delay for a moment." ”

Hei Yan got the secret letter and set off in a hurry, except for a simple rest and dinner every day, almost day and night, a few horses were tired on the road, almost half a month of galloping horses, and finally successfully handed over the secret letter to Emperor Nanchen.

Emperor Nanchen was shocked when he saw the black and white words written by the green robe, and his face slowly gloomy and pale, "How is it possible?" There was obviously no one left alive back then! ”

"Your Majesty?" Zhou De was startled when he saw his sharp expression.

Emperor Nanchen frowned and looked at him, "Qingfu sent a letter, saying that it was a man named Qiu Jing, pretending to be a student to assassinate Yi'er, the most important thing is that he actually knew about the incident back then, this matter is really weird, it was ...... back then."

Zhou De was also shocked, glared at the big eyes and said: "Your Majesty, the matter was handled very cleanly back then, how could it be ......?"

"Qingcao handed over the portrait of this person, this Qiu Jing looks like he is twenty-three or four years old, counting, he was only five or six years old back then, but he is the age of memory, but I didn't expect that there were fish that slipped through the net back then." Emperor Nanchen's green muscles burst out, and his fists creaked.

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" Zhou De frowned.

"This person will definitely not be able to stay, the things of the past have disappeared, if it is peaceful today, I don't want to hear the slightest gossip!" Emperor Nanchen's pupils were deep, and he gritted his teeth. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Concubine's Prosperous Literature" for free for the first time.