Liu Quan knelt on the ground, and in front of him was Pei Qing's black soap boots.

"What's going on?"

"Subordinate...... The subordinates had already found out where Xie Hesi was hiding, but when they took people there, they ......"

"I found out it was a trap, huh?"

Pei Qing interrupted Liu Quan's reply, and his words were indifferent and straightforward.

"Get up."

Liu Quan froze, and then slowly straightened up.

"I didn't find anyone, and I folded my own people in." Pei Qing lowered his eyes and looked at it, there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dispensable thing.

"Liu Quan, has it been too long?"

Liu Quan was drenched in cold sweat, and he didn't dare to beg for mercy, so he froze there as if his soul had been lost.

"Leave this matter to Wei Ping for the time being."

Pei Qingfu glanced at Liu Quan again, then raised his feet and left. Liu Quan's body was relieved at this time, and he sat down on the ground to calm his heartbeat.

Too bad...... The palm print didn't even punish him, could it be ...... Could it be that he was completely disappointed in him?

Liu Quan's face turned pale, he struggled to support his body, and walked out in a sway.

--

On the Qinzhou side, not long after Emperor Liang's decree arrived, the Western Night Mission also arrived.

This is a coincidence, Xiyeyuan still did not agree to let the mission negotiate peace, but seeing that the mission was already within the boundaries of Qinzhou, he had to agree if he did not agree.

Ye Ning A Chu and Song Qinghuai each tacitly agreed, and the two talked secretly in the tent for several days, and finally came out together to express the end of the discussion.

Song Qinghuai actually didn't have a good impression of this second prince of the West Night, who looked quite similar to himself, especially when he mentioned Song Qing'an.

The end result was a truce between Daliang and Xiye for 30 years, during which Xiye had to pay tribute to Daliang twice a year, and the Xiye army in the border areas had to retreat hundreds of miles.

Compared to the previous conditions, these are considered good. After Jenin Achu conveyed his meaning to the West Night, he received a happy reply from the King of the West Night. General Dahe was released to return to the West with the mission, and when Yaninga first saw General Dahe, he felt that he had a strange expression. It seems that he wants to say and stops.

"General, but they have treated you badly?"

"No, I didn't." General Dahe frowned, as if he was struggling for a while, and then said solemnly to Ye Ning Achu: "Second Highness, the minister thinks that there is another hidden reason for the defeat in the West Night. ”

He didn't lower his voice when he said this, but everyone in the mission looked at him. Although most of them were from Yening Achu, he hurriedly stopped General Dahe from continuing.

"There are many people, and the general must not mention it again."

Ye Ning Achu's face was cold: "If the general really feels that something is wrong, after returning to the court, he will definitely explain it to his father." It will not be too late for the general to mention it. ”

General Tahe thought so, so he didn't say anything more.

After the peace negotiation, Song Qinghuai and Qiu Wenhua sent the delegation out of the city gate.

Qiu Wenhua said with deep meaning: "Your Highness, this mission has come like timely rain. ”

"It's probably a coincidence."

Song Qinghuai smiled warmly and did not deny it.

Qiu Wenhua took a deep look at Song Qinghuai: "If it's really a coincidence, it doesn't matter, I'm worried that someone did it on purpose." ”

Song Qinghuai did not shy away from meeting Qiu Wenhua's eyes: "Governor Qiu rest assured, if there is really such a person, I will find him out no matter what." ”

Qiu Wenhua laughed a few times and didn't answer again.

He did admire His Second Highness, but he always felt that His Second Highness was a little too perfect.

Qiu Wenhua knew that Song Qinghuai was the prince, and as long as he was not executed, he would always have the possibility of ascending to the supreme position. After this experience, although everything seems to have nothing to do with Song Qinghuai, everything has a slight connection with him.

Qiu Wenhua was worried that Song Qinghuai would do something harmful to the country for his own sake, and his worry was not unreasonable.

It's just that he suspects the wrong person.

After all, from beginning to end, it was Princess Zhaoding, Song Qing'an, who was far away in Beijing, who planned all this.

After the results of the peace were transmitted back to the capital, Emperor Liang Longyan Dayue, and Jiang Taishi and Jiang Zhiqian hinted together in the harem that Emperor Liang immediately issued an order to summon the second prince back to Beijing.

This will continues, Changle Palace closed its doors to thank guests, and Liu Xiang took leave during the court meeting on the second day.

Song Qing'an was really happy, dug out the wine jar again, and drank bamboo cigarettes together. Song Qing'an fell down first, and after Zhuyan barely stayed awake and pulled Song Qing'an to bed, he also fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

"Princess, Zhuyan, wake up."

When Cuizhu came in the next day, she couldn't help but rub her forehead when she saw the appearance of the master and servant.

Song Qing'an opened his eyes in a daze, and then listened to Cuizhu continue: "The father-in-law is about to arrive, the princess quickly get up and freshen up." ”

The bamboo smoke was still better than Song Qing'an, and she woke up when Cuizhu entered the hall. Hearing this, Zhuyan immediately got up and pulled Song Qingan up from the bed with Cuizhu.

Several people hurriedly finished dressing up Song Qing'an, and the person who announced the decree also happened to arrive.

“…… Moved to Myeongko Palace. Chin this. ”

It's time to move the palace.

Song Qing'an took the holy decree and squinted his eyes secretly.

Mingguang Palace...... That's not... Is it a palace that is quite close to Ning Shuiyuan?

The location of Mingguang Palace is delicate, further east the palace garden is dense, and further west is too remote. To the southwest, there is a dense forest. After the dense forest is Ningshui Garden.

That's what she had seen on the way to Ningshuiyuan for the first time.

Pei Qing......

Speaking of Pei Qing, although he hasn't seen him for a long time, he has not lost anything. There are more strange things in Changning Palace.

Or the folk sugar gourd clay figurines, or the jewelry rouge in the largest gold and silver shop or rouge shop in Beijing. Song Qingan always felt a little headache in the face of these things.

It's better to say what you can eat...... But the rest of the things, as long as they are placed in the palace, there will always be a time when they will be discovered.

Having said that, Song Qingxin still likes it a little, with a sense of sourness.

She was in a trance, and it had been a long time since she had felt so remembered.

Song Qingan lowered his eyes and looked at the bright yellow silk spread out on the case, thinking silently.

Pei palm print...... If you treat me so well, I will...... Repay you.

"Princess, it's a new year."

Song Qing'an returned to his senses at the right time and put away the holy decree.

She stood up, looked at the New Year's greetings in the hall, and said with a smile:

"Father-in-law, I have something I want you to help with."

"What's the matter?"

Pei Qing rarely went back to Ningshui Garden, and not long after sitting in the study, he came to see him for the New Year.

"Palm print, Princess Zhaoding invites Lord Palm Print to the Plum Garden."

Pei Qing was silent, put down the book in his hand, and looked at the New Year's greetings with heavy eyes.

……

He eventually went to the Plum Garden, where the weather gradually warmed up these days, but it was still cold at night.

Pei Qing walked among the plum trees with a crane, and he also had a sense of light.

In the empty plum garden, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Alienated from the moonlight, the girl's long hair was pulled up with a silver hairpin, and the tassels on the hairpin swayed slightly, reflecting a fine streamer.

Seeing this, He Nian, who was still leading the way, quietly stepped aside, and then left quietly.

Pei Qing didn't care about the whereabouts of the New Year, and her lacquer eyes only stared at the figure.

But seeing that the person in front of him seemed to hear the movement behind him, he turned his face slightly sideways, and the small half of his face was clearly Song Qing'an.

She raised her hand to her, and a moment later, her cloak fell to the ground, stacked at her feet.

Pei Qing's eyes were gloomy, looking at the graceful figure outlined by the thin dance clothes.