The new year, counting the fingers, came in a hurry, but the atmosphere was more and more depressing than usual, because the third war between Muyun and Beihan would start next month.

The two armies began to enter, intensive training, and Han Qing now has two points and one line in the military camp and the horse mansion every day.

Originally, Han Qing wanted her to be honestly confined at home for a hundred days and not to come out to blow the wind, but she was despised by the two women in the family.

Bei Hanjing and Xiao Hun said that the women of Beihan can work in the field the next day after giving birth, and only the weak girls in Jiangnan will do boring things such as confinement that waste time.

Han Qing specially humbly asked the imperial doctor of the Northern Han for verification, but he was also despised fiercely, and the word confinement did not exist in the Northern Han Country at all.

Han Qing complained to Murong Bai depressedly for a long time, saying that the people in the Northern Cold Country were all monsters, and Murong Bai expressed his deep understanding that the physique here was too strong.

On this day, Bei Hanjing was just about to go out and go to the military camp to train the team, when Xiaolan, a newly recruited maid who suddenly popped out, mysteriously blocked the way.

"What's wrong?" Bei Hanjing saw the newly accepted little maid beside Han Qing, with a mysterious look on her face, and asked puzzledly.

Xiaolan pulled her to a corner where no one was around, looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one, she finally said: "Princess, Xiaolan has a very important secret to tell you, which is the life and death of the horse, please come here."

Bei Hanjing didn't take it seriously, and was anxious to go to the barracks to train the team, but when she heard her say that it was Guan Meiren's safety, she immediately paid attention to it.

Xiaolan whispered in Bei Hanjing's ear, Bei Hanjing's brows furrowed more and more, and in the end, she didn't believe it at all.

"You are talking nonsense, Wu Xiang can't be that kind of person, you tell me honestly, who sent you here, how do you know these things!" Bei Hanjing pulled it out violently, put the long knife on her waist on her neck, and asked.

Xiaolan was so frightened that her knees weakened, and she knelt down and begged for mercy: "Princess, what Xiaolan said is true, although she has only been in the princess's mansion for a month, but her loyalty can be seen from God, otherwise she will not tell you."

Because I admired the horse master and paid close attention to him in everything, I found that he went out of the house every night and returned before dawn, so I couldn't help but be very curious, so I followed the horse and found the holy son's mansion where he went every night.

Every day before dawn, Lord Wu Xiang personally sent the horse master out, and his behavior was ambiguous. Moreover, I found that there would be a few kiss marks on the neck of the horse master from time to time, and Xiaolan didn't dare to ask more.

I secretly inquired about the Horse Master, and he was completely unaware of the matter, so I was sure that he had fallen for the witchcraft of Lord Wuxiang. Maybe the madness of the horse master is a ghost caused by Lord Wuxiang. ”

Xiaolan cried with tears in her eyes and said, looking really pitiful, Bei Hanjing remembered that the housekeeper occasionally mentioned to him that Han Qing went out every night, and she didn't take it seriously before.

Bei Hanjing put away the sharp knife, suppressed the doubt in her heart, and said to Xiaolan: "Okay, don't cry, I will go to verify."

At noon that day, during lunch, Bei Hanjing accidentally asked Han Qing: "Beauty, the housekeeper said that you go out every night and come back at dawn, what are you doing?"

Han Qing looked at her with long eyes, her eyes widened, and she said in confusion: "I have been lying in bed to rest, and I have never gone out!"

Bei Hanjing thought about what Xiaolan said, she hadn't verified the truth yet, so it was not appropriate to tell him, besides, Han Qing hated Wu Xiang very much, so she said euphemistically: "Butler, I did say that you rode north every night and returned at dawn, saying that you were going to find someone."

"I'm looking for someone to use to sneak around at night? Do you think I'm terminally insane!" Han Qing slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table angrily and left angrily.

He was already under a lot of pressure because of madness, but Bei Hanjing still had to prove that his madness was getting worse and worse, did he dislike him as a madman?

"Beauty, I didn't mean that......" Bei Hanjing hurriedly apologized, but Han Qing's upright figure had already opened the curtain and disappeared.

Bei Hanjing sighed secretly, Han Qing had not dared to sleep with a woman for more than two months because of madness, and he usually separated from her and Red Sleeves, and he didn't know what happened to him every night.

She knew that Han Qing had several desires to come up, and she didn't dare to look for Red Sleeves, for fear of hurting her again.

Later, he went to the brothel to find a woman once, and the next day, the people from the brothel came to collect debts and said that Han Qing had killed the prostitute in their Qinglou, and he believed that he was really crazy.

In this matter, Bei Hanjing spent a lot of money to suppress the news, and Han Qing never dared to go out to find other women to vent her desires from now on, for fear that her strange illness and madness would be known by others.

Every time Han Qing was in the Horse Mansion, he either taught Ye Hehua to practice martial arts, or went to Murong Bai, often staying in the side house for a whole day, and sometimes even spending the night at Murong Bai's place, Bei Hanjing knew that Han Qing was avoiding them.

No matter what Xiaolan said is true or not, as Han Qing's wife, she also has the obligation to understand what happened to her husband.

It was night, the moonlight was cold, Bei Hanjing guarded in the shadows for a long time, in the cold and sleepy, heard the sound of the horse's hooves "da-da" out of the house, and immediately woke up.

Bei Hanjing clenched the long knife in her hand, and followed Han Qing not far or near with light skills under her feet, and saw Han Qing park his horse in front of the Holy Son's Mansion from a distance.

The dark gate of the Holy Son's Mansion slowly opened with a "squeak", and a slave came out of it and led Han Qing's horse away with ease, and Han Qing's figure slowly disappeared into the closed gate.

Bei Hanjing walked to the gate of the Holy Son, and just wanted to knock on the door to enter, when the words of Xiaolan during the day rang in her ears:

Every day before dawn, Lord Wu Xiang personally sent the horse master out, and his behavior was ambiguous. Moreover, I found that there will be a few kiss marks on the neck of the colt from time to time.

Bei Hanjing put away the fingers that fell in front of the door, only to find that she believed Xiaolan's words for three points, and began to suspect Lord Wuxiang.

Trust is sometimes really fragile, a small seed can grow into a towering tree.

Bei Hanjing felt that she was very guilty in her heart, and she actually began to doubt the divine and great Black Lotus Holy Son. However, the seed of doubt has forced her to find the truth of the matter.

Bei Hanjing went around, the side wall of the Holy Son's Mansion, kicked the corner of the wall lightly, and quickly sneaked into the Holy Son's Mansion, with the dim moonlight, she found Fan Moya's sleeping place by virtue of the location in her memory.

Bei Hanjing took a tight breath, quietly uncovered the tiles, leaned over and looked down, and immediately looked shocked and bloody, unable to believe what she saw in front of her.

She couldn't believe that Han Qing, who was as bloodthirsty as a wolf, would surrender to other men and please others like a woman.

Bei Hanjing felt a little dizzy, and felt that the world she saw in front of her was an illusion, but Han Qing's coquettish moaning under the room pulled her back to reality.

She never dared to believe that Han Qing would one day like a man, and what qualifications did she have to compete with the holy and great Holy Son.

Bei Hanjing sincerely and selfishly hoped that Han Qing would fall in love with men because of Fan Moya's witchcraft.

However, if Han Qing really likes Lord Wu Xiang, how should she deal with herself? Bei Hanjing returned to the tiles, and without disturbing the two people who were entangled underneath, she left the Holy Son's Mansion in despair, sleepless all night.

Bei Hanjing thought about it all night, if Han Qing really liked Lord Wu Xiang, then she would let him go, after all, the twisted sweet potato is not sweet, hehe, she smiled bitterly.

If Han Qing is really manipulated by witchcraft, then she will expose the ugly face of Lord Wu Xiang, take the beauty back from the claws of the evil dragon, and will protect him well.

At dawn, Han Qing returned to the princess's mansion as promised and returned to his room to rest and sleep.

As a result, on the second day, Han Qing woke up leisurely, and was startled by Bei Hanjing, who was staring at him in a daze at close range, and couldn't help but push her chest open, and scolded: "Bei Hanjing, what are you doing to sit in front of my bed early in the morning and scare me?"

Bei Hanjing was a little blue and black at the moment, and when she was scolded by Han Qing, she was immediately coaxed, standing on the side uncomfortably, holding back the heavy topic in her heart, and she couldn't say it for a long time.

When Han Qing saw her, her face was a little wrong, she stopped talking to herself, calmed down, sat on the edge of the bed and asked patiently, "What do you have to say to me?"

Bei Hanjing shook her head and nodded again, Han Qing was made big for a while, and scolded irritably: What kind of fame is this woman doing early in the morning!

"Beauty, don't you like men!" Bei Hanjing pondered for a long time, and finally gathered enough courage to ask.

Who knows, as soon as these words came out, Han Qing scolded the dog with blood, but the more he was scolded, the brighter his eyes became, and finally happily hugged Han Qing, who was still angry, and shouted loudly: "Great, you like women."

"There's something wrong with you, what kind of crazy are you going early in the morning!" Han Qing pushed away Bei Hanjing, who was secretly happy, and scolded angrily.

"Hey, beauty, don't go, let me tell you something, you must calm down." Bei Hanjing grabbed Han Qing, who was about to leave, and said to him.

"What's the matter?" Han Qing looked back at Bei Hanjing's wrist that had scratched him, and frowned slightly.

"I know you've been ...... by a man," Bei Hanjing said cautiously.

"How do you know?" Han Qing didn't expect that what she was hiding was known to her, and she asked calmly in her heart.

"I saw it with my own eyes......" Bei Hanjing said cautiously, for fear of touching his man's face.

"You are talking nonsense, I am being ...... in Muyun How can you see that you don't bluff me, and you just say what you want?" When Han Qing mentioned those things, his face was a little unnatural, and he simply broke the jar and broke it.

"I ...... I ......" Bei Hanjing looked at his ruined appearance, and couldn't judge what he was thinking.

"Hmph, Bei Hanjing, let me tell you, even if I am treated by those two dogs, I will not allow you to leave me."

Han Qing suddenly grabbed Bei Hanjing's wrist, gritted his teeth and declared his right to belong, saying that since he believed that Bei Hanjing could be his woman, he would never allow her to betray him.

If she insists on going her own way, he doesn't mind using strong means to keep her by his side, Han Qing thought stubbornly and darkly.

"Great, Han Qing, you still choose to be with me, I will never let you go again, I will not allow other men to possess you." Bei Hanjing hugged him tightly, so strong that Han Qing felt that her bones were about to be crushed and fused into her body.

Han Qing felt that his role was forcibly replaced by Bei Hanjing, and he gave birth to a kind of line that was robbed of the ground and smiled bitterly.

"Who told you this?" Han Qing calmed down and began to calculate, looking for the whistleblower to settle accounts, who exposed his old bottom in front of Bei Hanjing?

caused him to lose a man's face greatly, and he originally wanted to secretly ask the two men who had insulted him to get back the account in private, and quietly end the matter.

"Xiaolan ......" As soon as Bei Hanjing finished speaking, she saw Han Qing's face rise with anger of wanting to kill.

Hurriedly grabbed him with red eyes and explained: "This is thanks to Xiaolan telling me, otherwise I would still be kept in the dark and would not have been able to discover the ugly true face of the witch minister."

"How would she know?" Han Qing's face was very cold, and he looked at Bei Hanjing with questioning.

"She said that she admired you very much, and followed you to the Holy Son's Mansion at night to find it." Bei Hanjing continued to explain, but saw Han Qing open her mouth in surprise.

"Huh? That's what you believe?"

Han Qing felt that she was really stupid, she actually listened to the words of a spy from an unknown party, so she ran to confront her, and what was even more stupid was that she took the initiative to admit it.

"Because I saw with my own eyes last night, you went to the Holy Son's Mansion to turn the clouds and rain with him......" Bei Hanjing said heavily, feeling as if his heart had been cut open by a knife, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

A fishing line that was hidden in the water began to be discovered by the fish, thus changing the whole course of things......