……

Leaving the felt tent where Mrs. Qi lived, Zuo Di did not directly return to the place where he lived with Mo Chen and the others, but identified the next direction and turned his head to Ne Min's residence.

She remembered hearing Ne Min say before parting that she would mark her tent door to make it easier to communicate.

Zuo Di searched for them one by one by the moonlight, and the hard work paid off, and it took about half an hour for her to finally find the familiar imprint.

"Knock! Knock! Knock! ”

"Who is it?"

Almost at the same time as there was a knock on the door, there was a voice from inside, and it seemed that she was too full of trouble to sleep.

"Me." The left drip lowers the voice.

The sound of Suo Suo came from inside the felt tent, and then the tent door opened, and Ne Min whispered, "Is it a girl?" Come on in. ”

Left Drop dodged in, and the tent door closed again.

Ne Min held up a candle that was not bright, so that it was not easy to see from the outside.

After placing the candle lamp on the table, she immediately couldn't wait: "But it's done?" ”

Zuo Di took off the masked towel, looked at Ne Min with an inexplicable expression and shook his head: "No." ”

Ne Min was shocked: "Is she really a monster, even the girl can't kill her?" ”

Zuo Di didn't answer directly, waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about this first, let me ask you, who is Tana?" ”

Although Ne Min had many questions in her heart, she still patiently answered Zuo Di's question: "Tana is Mrs. Qi's maidservant, and she came to the tribe from Yongdu with Mrs. Qi, why did the girl ask about her?" ”

Zuo Di's expression moved slightly: "You said that Mrs. Qi's residence is never approached by anyone, why was Tana able to find out about her in the first place and find her?" ”

"It turned out that she heard it."

Ne Min understood a little and explained, "Tana is the only person who can get close to Mrs. Qi's felt tent, and the elders of the clan will also report to Mrs. Qi through Tana if they have important matters. ”

I see. She can be understood as a microphone for Mrs. Qi and others.

Zuo Di nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly asked coldly: "Since Mrs. Qi's felt tent can't even be approached by your father, how did Baoyin come about?" ”

"Huh?" Ne Min was dumbfounded, she didn't expect her to ask this.

After all, she was a girl who had not yet left the cabinet, and Ne Minqiao's face was slightly red, and she said: "Abba can't enter her felt tent, but she can go to Abba's felt tent, even if she is sometimes unclean and inconvenient to pass, and Tana can help her serve Abba." ”

Zuo Di thoroughly understood that Tana was probably equivalent to Mrs. Qi's dowry maid, not only serving her, but also serving her husband when she was inconvenient.

After Ne Min finished answering, she found that Zuo Di was deep in thought, and she did not say anything with great eyes, but waited quietly.

After a long time, Zuodi exhaled a long breath.

"The girl has asked so much, but she doesn't believe Nemin?"

Zuo Di turned his head to look at the sincere girl and smiled slightly: "No, I believe you." ”

"Then why do you ...... Why ......"

Ne Min hesitated for a long time, but finally did not ask her why she refused to do it.

Zuo Di patted Ne Min's shoulder and said with relief: "Don't worry, I promised you that you would help your eldest brother become a young patriarch, and naturally he will do what he says, after all, Red Butterfly is still waiting for you to save his life." However, "

She changed her words, and a fine light flashed in her eyes, "You don't have to kill Mrs. Qi to complete this, if you don't know, forget it, since you know......"

Zuo Di didn't finish his words, handed a reassuring look to Dalanemin, stood up and walked out.

"Tomorrow we will officially visit your clan chief, you just need to rest assured that we will be identified."

Neomin's ears rang with Zuodi's words.

……

Early the next morning.

Although Dalanemin was full of doubts and couldn't sleep all night, she finally chose to believe Zuodi, and went to Dala Chaolu, her abba, early in the morning with a pair of panda eyes.

As soon as I walked to the door of the tent, I heard Abba's hearty laughter from inside the tent, and in addition, there seemed to be the voice of the four highnesses.

I didn't expect them to arrive so early.

Ne Min took a deep breath and was about to step in, when he suddenly saw Dala Shaobu coming from the other end.

"Brother." She cried out.

Dala Shaobu raised his head and found that his sister was also there, and was a little surprised: "You are not ......"

He looked around vigilantly, and lowered his voice by pulling Ne Min closer, "Didn't you lie about recuperating from your injuries, how did you come here?" In case they find out that your injuries are fake......"

Dalanemin made a "shhhh ”

Dara Shaobu nodded suspiciously. The brother and sister walked into the felt tent one after the other.

"Ne Min (Shaobu) greets Abba."

In the felt tent, Dala Chaolu sat on the top, beside him sat Mo Chen, and under Mo Chen was Zuo Di and "Baqi Red Butterfly". As for Huge and Gu Nineteen, who traveled all the way, they didn't see it.

"Shaobu, come, you should see you for the first time, this is the fourth prince, hurry up and ask the fourth highness for peace."

Dara stretched out his hand to greet Ru, and immediately found Dala Nermin behind him, frowning, "If you have a wound, just rest well, what else are you here to ask for?" ”

Dalanemin peeked at Zuodi, found that she was smiling and nodding to herself, and said with a heart: "Nara Min heard that His Royal Highness was visiting, where can he still rest?" Ne Min was able to get out of danger this time thanks to the care of the Fourth Highness, so he naturally had to be grateful in person. ”

"Oh?" Dara Chaolu was a little surprised, "Is there such a thing?" That's really thanks to the Fourth Highness for their help. ”

Mo Chen smiled back: "It's just a gesture, the patriarch is polite." ”

Dala Shaobu took a step forward, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and bowed his head deeply: "Dala Shaobu visited the Fourth Highness and thanked His Highness for saving his sister, Shaobu was grateful." ”

Mo Chen raised his hand: "No courtesy, you and I are the same age, don't be so formal, just be casual." ”

Although Dala Chaolu was puzzled in his heart, he was not a person who was good at using his brain, so he didn't bother to think about it if he didn't understand, and beckoned: "Since the Fourth Highness has spoken, you can also sit down." ”

Dalanemin and Dala Shaobu thanked Mo Chen one after another, and then sat down separately.

Mo Chen smiled at Dala Chaolu and said: "Because I have something important to pass through Buba, I thought that I hadn't seen the patriarch since I returned to the palace, so I took the liberty to visit, and I hope that the patriarch will not be bothered." ”

Where did Dala Chaolu know so many secrets in the palace, in his eyes, there was not much difference between the three, four, and five princes, and they were all from the Mo family.

Seeing that the noble prince was so polite to him, he had already smiled and squinted, and said in a loud voice: "Where is it, the Dala Department and the Mo Department are in the same breath, and the two departments have always advanced and retreated together, and the Fourth Highness has come down to Buba, it is regarded as going home, if I don't come to disturb, I will be angry." Not to mention ......"

He glanced at the "Baqi Red Butterfly" with his head down and playing with the tips of his hair, and the smile on his face was even worse, "It's rare that the daughter of the Baqitu patriarch also came to Buba, it's really an honor for my Dara. ”

Zuo Di followed Baqi Red Butterfly to take care of her, and after entering the felt tent without saying a word, Dala Chaolu subconsciously mistook her for Baqi Red Butterfly's maidservant, although he suspected that this maid was inevitably too good-looking, but he didn't pay much attention.

Mo Chen's face was gloomy when he heard this, and he looked at the "Baqi Red Butterfly" and said heavily: "Alas, when it comes to the Red Butterfly, this palace really can't stand the patriarch of Baqitu. ”

"Why is that?" Dara Chaolu's smile froze on his face and he asked in astonishment.

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