"Isn't it?"

Mo Fugui thought of a possibility, and sweated in his heart.

"Manager Mo, what do you want to say?"

"General Liu, based on your years of marching experience, what is the purpose of such an unusual behavior of the Tsing Yi Division?" Mo Fugui didn't answer, and asked rhetorically.

After pondering for a while, Liu Chongyong replied: "Tsing Yi Division has deployed a large number of people here, and there is no action, and the last general thinks that there are two explanations, one is that they temporarily canceled the operation, and the other is that it should be to attract our attention."

"Turn the tiger away from the mountain!" The two shouted almost simultaneously.

"Let's go, let's go to the North Mountain Barracks."

Two horses, galloping towards the North Mountain.

Outside the barracks, the two turned over and dismounted.

"General Liu!" The guards outside the camp saw Liu Chongyong arrive and bowed.

"Where's the general?"

"In the Big Horde."

"Did anyone from the Tsing Yi Division come just now?"

"Replying to the general's words, no."

Mo Fugui and Liu Chongyong glanced at each other.

"Have any outsiders ever been there?"

"But there was a lean man who went to see the general with a talisman." The guard replied.

"What? Talisman?" Mo Fugui was shocked, and the secret way was not good.

"Where did he get the talisman?" Liu Chongyong pulled out the guard's collar, extremely shocked.

"Small...... I don't know." The guards were frightened by Yoo Chongyong's sudden move.

"Hey."

Pushing the guards aside, Liu Chongyong stomped his feet and went straight to the big tent of the Chinese army, and Mo Fugui followed closely.

"The last general, Liu Chongyong, beg to see the general."

Liu Chongyong's voice sounded outside the big tent.

"Come in."

The two walked in.

"Oh, Mr. Mo, why are you here too?"

During the trip to Baijiang, this Beishan general had a lot of intersections with the people of King Qi, so he naturally recognized him.

"General, did someone come to see you with a talisman?"

Mo Fugui didn't care about being polite, and asked directly when they met.

"What's wrong? A man came with a talisman." The general looked puzzled.

"What did he tell you to do with the talisman?" Mo Fugui stepped forward and stared into the general's eyes.

"That person said that on the orders of the prince, he took Xu Qianqian and Fang Shengshou away and disposed of them secretly."

Hearing this, Mo Fugui instantly felt that the world was spinning and he couldn't stand.

"Mr. Mo." Liu Chongyong hurriedly supported him.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over......" Mo Fugui muttered to himself.

"Chongyong, what the hell is going on?" The general was starting to get a little nervous, too.

"Oh, General, that person must be King Zhao's man, and his talisman is fake." Liu Chongyong also suffered a catastrophe.

"Fake?" The general seemed to hear the joke, and then waved his hand and said, "Impossible!"

"General, the talisman has been with Chief Mo since he left the prince, and the last general will always follow, there will never be a mistake." Liu Chongyong said.

"Impossible!" The general waved his hand again, negating the two men's claims.

Mo Fugui, who came back to his senses, slowly took out the talisman from his arms and said to the general:

"This is the real talisman."

Turning his head, the general looked at the talisman with suspicious eyes, and then immediately ordered someone to take the other half.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll find out if it's true." He didn't believe that the talisman in Mo Fugui's hand was also real.

The general took two talismans and put them together.

It's still tightly fitted.

"What's going on? How so?" The general took two steps back.

He started to get a little nervous.

After all, if you recognize the wrong military talisman and listen to the wrong order, you will be dealt with by military law.

"As a general of Beishan, you were deceived by a fake talisman, what should you be guilty of?" Mo Fugui saw that he looked flustered,

The tone began to harden.

"Hmph." Glancing at the other party with contempt, the general sneered, "Talisman fake? I'm afraid you don't know, the lines and gaps on these two talismans are unique to Shenzhou, how can they be faked?"

Mo Fugui was not from a military background, and he didn't know that since ancient times, military talismans could not be faked.

Even if there are skilled craftsmen who are ingenious, they do not dare to take the huge risk of the Nine Clans to make fake talismans.

"General, could it be that the talisman that the man just now is also worthy of yours?" Liu Chongyong thought it was incredible.

"Yes, the guard of the Guardian Talisman was in the tent at the time, and he can testify." The general replied without any precaution.

"It's weird." Mo Fugui couldn't believe the facts in front of him at all.

"As a general, he only recognizes the military talisman and His Majesty, so this general has not made a mistake." The general rightly pushed back.

"What the hell is going on? What's going on......" Mo Fugui hugged his head and almost cried.

Seeing this, the general's eyes revealed a look of contempt.

If you weren't the head of the Qi Palace, based on the words you just said to General Ben, you would have landed on the ground now.

Of course, he didn't say these words.

"Manager Mo, let's hurry into the palace, meet the prince, and ask him to decide." Liu Chongyong realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately said.

"Go, go, enter the palace."

Mo Fugui took back the talisman and immediately ran out of the Chinese army's tent.

Chunde Palace, Sun Linghe's dormitory.

Nangong Mountain's hard work took more than half an hour, and Sun Linghe was almost torn apart.

After breathing, the flushing on his face faded, his body suddenly felt extremely comfortable, and the nameless fire that had been surrounding the dantian finally disappeared.

"Dead ghost, you used to be sick and delicate, and you often couldn't last tea time, why are you so powerful today?"

Sun Linghe snuggled in Nangong Mountain's arms, still missing the impact of Fang Cai.

Glancing at Nangong Qing, who was still asleep, Nangong Shan pinched Sun Linghe's face and asked proudly:

"Which is higher than that old man?"

"Of course, His Highness is a step ahead." Sun Linghe replied shyly.

"Just a chip?"

"Count."

The two of them smiled.

"Get up and help me change my clothes, in case the eunuch palace maid comes in, it will be troublesome." Nangong Shan sat up and said.

"The slave's body is still weak, why doesn't Your Highness change his clothes by himself?" Sun Linghe said coquettishly.

"Okay, okay." Nangong Shan smiled and smoothed Sun Linghe's buttocks.

When he got his clothes, he subconsciously touched the place where the talisman was hidden.

Empty.

His face changed drastically, and he searched the whole dress, and shook it again, but there was still nothing.

Nangong Shan immediately turned around, grabbed Sun Linghe's shoulder fiercely, and shook it vigorously.

"Where's my talisman? What about the talismans?" His eyes were full of anger, and he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to eat people.

Sun Linghe was stunned.

One moment you will pay you back, and the next moment you will change your face.

"Your Highness, the Talisman...... Didn't you give it to the ruler of your house?" She replied cautiously.

The medicinal effect of that pill actually made Nangong Mountain a little broken.

"I gave the talisman to Fugui?" He muttered to himself.

Then, he slammed his head hard, trying to remember everything he had just done.

Immediately after, Nangong Shan's eyes widened suddenly, and he said in a lost voice, "Oh no!"