Chapter 342: The Road to Saving the Son (4)
Suddenly, Yao Ji put away her laughing, hideous, terrifying face.
"Cang Ling is here, I'm going to accompany him. Don't forget that your son is still in my hands, if you dare to mess around, I will kill him, lock his soul, and let him never be reborn!"
Yao Ji showed a sweet and happy smile, and the phantom flickered and disappeared in front of Mu Qingyan.
The moment the phantom disappeared, Mu Qingyan knew that Yao Ji had left.
At this time, she did not complain, did not complain, did not hurry, slowly stood up, and rubbed her knees.
Yao Ji is too stupid to dig her own grave.
She was too eager, too eager to get Cangling, to prove that she had not failed, to show off her victory.
But she didn't know it at this time, and she was about to be in a big disaster.
Mu Qingyan sneered, the relationship between her and Jun Beihan has never been like that.
Jun Beihan even knew herself better than her, and it was obvious that before Yao Ji rushed over, Jun Beihan found out before she didn't even open her mouth.
The reason why he did not debunk it, but appeased it, must be because he already had a plan.
Mu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, since Jun Beihan had already restrained Yaoji, then she didn't have to bow and knock again.
She watched the sky darken, took a deep breath, and quickly ran towards the nearest nearby village.
At this point, she needs a horse.
Che'er is bleeding non-stop, and she can't withstand any delay!
Lama temple.
Jun Beihan slowly walked into the dormitory where "Mu Qingyan" lived, and saw her sitting on the edge of the dresser combing her hair at this time.
"Your Majesty, are you here?"
Mu Qingyan stood up and looked at Jun Beihan, his eyes were red and swollen, and it could be seen that he had secretly cried for a long time.
"Why are your eyes so swollen? Don't cry, if you cry, you won't look good. ”
Jun Beihan looked at Mu Qingyan, his face was gentle, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"The concubine is worried about the prince, she can't eat, she can't sleep, it's really uncomfortable. ”
Mu Qingyan said, tears gradually filled her eyes, tears slipped down, and the whole person was like rain-stained petals, floating and shattering.
"I've sent someone to look for it, and I'm sure I'll find it soon. ”
"Your Majesty, have you asked Mrs. Meng about this matter?"
Jun Bei snorted coldly, and he turned his head with anger.
"Don't mention that old horseman, stubborn and unrelenting, he can't eat the ancients! I won't say anything! I have to kill him!"
"The emperor is angry! Taifu Zhongjun is patriotic, and it is also for the emperor's good, please don't blame him. ”
Jun Beihan restrained his anger, turned his head, and looked at Mu Qingyan, he smiled with relief.
"The queen really understands the general situation, takes the overall situation into account, and thinks about me everywhere. At this time, you can still forgive him, so generous, why can't he see it?"
Mu Qingyan lowered her head, a little shy.
"The emperor praised falsely, and the concubines just did their duty. ”
"Still upset?"
Mu Qingyan nodded: "The prince is gone, how can the concubine not be sad?"
"I'll go out for a walk with you. ”
"Thank you, Your Majesty. ”
Jun Beihan walked out of the dormitory with Mu Qingyan and took a slow walk in the backyard of the Lama Temple.
Under the moonlight, the courtyard is filled with a layer of mist, which is beautiful.
Jun Beihan and Mu Qingyan walked slowly.
"The night is dark and the weather is cool. Jun Beihan turned his head to the eunuch behind him and said, "Little Lingzi, go and bring the cloak I customized for the queen." ”
"Yes, Your Majesty. ”