Fang Qian sat up and said respectfully, "Yes." ”

"She gave you the idea." Mu Qingyan said.

Fang Qian was stunned, remembering the sentence that did not forget his original intention, and knew who she was referring to.

"Yes." Fang Qian responded, his throat moved, he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, where to say.

He looked at Mu Qingyan just like he faced Miss Mo, only feeling that the other party knew everything, and explaining everything was superfluous, which was an insult and distrust of the other party's wisdom.

But he has a thousand words to say, and he wants to tell all the grievances of the old general.

"This account book, she got it from Qing'an Hou?" Mu Qingyan asked.

Fang Qian nodded.

"Hmm," Mu Qingyan whispered.

"First, sir......" Fang Qian hesitated, not understanding his attitude.

Mu Qingyan seemed to see his crampedness and brought him a glass of water.

Fang Qian hesitated, after all, this was a county prince.

However, this county king is really kind, there is no shelf at all, and his temperament is more relaxed and comfortable.

Fang Qian still took the cup.

His life has been saved by others, and he is not afraid of receiving another grace from the water.

"You take a break, there's still time." He said.

Fang Qian was quite impatient: "I ......"

Mu Qingyan knew what he meant, and motioned for him to be quiet, "You are poisoned by aconite, but you have handled it properly, and it will not affect your major affairs after using the medicine." ”

Fang Qian put his mind at ease.

The family didn't have a deliberate design, but they accidentally found him, so they took the aconitum in the decoction that the woman was drinking and poisoned it, but in fact, they didn't know how toxic it was.

"Thank you, sir." He wanted to salute.

Mu Qingyan signaled that he didn't need to be polite, and sat down at the table next to him.

Fang Qian's throat moved.

Let the king of Liaodong County be his guard, he is really afraid.

"You don't have to be nervous, this is a little bit of the heart of my Liaodong Mu family to the old general." Mu Qingyan sat at the round table, his back straight, and he didn't look at Fang Qian.

"The King of the County is Gaoyi." Fang Qian clenched his fists.

After the piles and piles of the Qin family, he also understood that those famous families who seemed to be noble and could indulge in wanton indulgence actually had many shackles that ordinary people could not imagine.

Sometimes, it's not even as happy as an ordinary person.

Scold when you want, and hit when you want.

Their profligacy in wealth and power is just another release from these yokes.

The greater the power, the heavier the shackles.

Although the king of Liaodong seems to be breeze, he still has to be constrained by these things.

Compared to the Qin family, he can't be contaminated like the Cao family.

Otherwise, there will be endless misfortune.

After all, he is in Liaodong, a self-reliant vassal king, and the military power in his hands is much more free and powerful than that of the Liu family and the Cao family.

So that's all Mu Lang can do.

Being able to protect him until His Majesty returns, Fang Qian was already grateful.

He lay back, the effect of the medicine came up, and his brain was groggy.

But he just couldn't sleep.

Miss Mo.

Miss Mo must have heard the storm in the city.

She is not like Shen Jinrong, who can get accurate information from Qin Wujiang's mouth.

Will she be worried.

What will you do, expose yourself.

Fang Qian turned over and saw Mu Lang sitting at the table, the bright moonlight shining on him through the window, like a statue of a god with a soft body all over his body.

Such an omnipotent immortal.

How dare he ask for it at will.

"You're worried about her?" Mu Qingyan turned his head to look at Fang Qian.

Fang Qian nodded again and again.

Mu Qingyan blinked and turned his head: "You should have confidence in her, this last kick, she will definitely fight steadily and steadily, and she will not mess with herself." ”

Fang Qian opened his mouth, but he had nothing to say.

It sounded like the county king knew Miss Mo better than he did.

"Sir...... Do you trust Miss Mo so much? ”

Mu Qingyan smiled.

"When I first met her, she was the female slave of the Qing'an official slave department, but now, she has become a noble person that the Qing'an Marquis dare not disobey. I don't know the twists and turns in this, but it is her ability to get to where she is today. Mu Qingyan said.

It can be seen that he has a high opinion of Changning.

Fang Qian had a few thoughts rolling in his heart, but he didn't answer after all.

He knew that Mu Qingyan was right.

She should be believed.

When he was in Qing'an, it was because he didn't believe in her ability, and he hurried to go when he saw something wrong with the flower cloth.

Although the original intention was to save her, it caused many twists and turns.

Even Shen Jinrong was implicated because of this.

Now that he was on the move, he must not make the same mistakes as before.

He's going to hold steady.

Trust her.

"Thank you, sir, for your advice." Fang Qian said.

Mu Qingyan nodded and stopped talking.

He had his own problems in his heart.

After so many years, there is only one thing that makes him so confused.

Celestial Princess.

His fiancée, who died early as soon as he decided to be married.

Mu Qingyan has thought that it was the lonely evil of his fate who killed her in the past fifteen years.

But she didn't want to, as a princess of a country, she survived.

It's just a lost folk, not an assassination.

A look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

If Princess Changning is still alive, then who is the baby girl in the arms of Empress Xiao Chunyi, and how could the queen hold someone else's child.

Mu Qingyan's eyes flickered brightly.

Unless, it was the queen's own hands and feet.

Otherwise, the mother would not have mistaken her child.

His steady breathing paused slightly.

Things are confusing, and the first thing he has to do is to make sure that what the woman who was taken by Zheng Anhou to worship Empress Xiao Chunyi is true or false.

Mu Qingyan glanced at Fang Qian, the man was already half-fainted, and he was still holding the account book firmly in his arms.

He suddenly laughed.

It is no accident that Zheng Anhou is in a hurry to find out the old things of the eldest princess.

Rather, under her persecution, she was eager to consolidate her position.

"I owe her a favor again." He said.

Helping Changning restore the position of princess was originally done by his nominal fiancé, but now he asked her to do it.

It's a coincidence.

Mu Qingyan thought of the first time he saw her, the girl practiced boxing under the moon, sweating like rain.

But even so, she is still just a girl who wants to clear the snow and avenge the Liu family in his heart.

Smart and competent.

But when he thought of Changning, there was no wave in his eyes.

Even he couldn't have expected that the girl he was trying to find through Zheng Anhou was actually her.

Night, slowly flowing.

Changning sat inside the house, and there was no news from outside.

She had already guessed that the chaos was not far from ten.

But she also guessed that if only Zheng Anhou and Song Yisheng pursued Fang Qian, they would never make such a big move.

It could only be Qin Wujiang who intervened when he heard the news.

Changning sat down, and Song Yisheng specially chatted with her for a while.

The girl didn't seem to know Fang Qian, and she didn't know what monstrous things would happen tomorrow.

Even if Fang Qian dies tomorrow, the account books are lost.

She still wants to play the role of Mo Chengyin.

Because only in this way can he take revenge, and Fang Qian is not a sacrifice in vain.

Song Yisheng didn't notice anything unusual, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, you and I will have to be a monarch and a minister." ”

Rao is Changning also moved.

"Are you going to prove my identity tomorrow?" She asked.

"Of course, the arrow is on the bow, Zheng Anhou has already made arrangements, and this matter will not change because of anything." 17010