"Of course I can't! Which woman can bear the revenge of a broken leg? What's more, my subordinates have heard before that Wan Yun's right leg was hit and broken by His Royal Highness Prince Gong's carriage before! Enmity has lasted for a long time, and it is hard to resolve the grievances." "Qin Xiaoyao echoed, "It's because the subordinates didn't think carefully! The master is right, in order to protect the happiness of Miss Wanyun after she gets married, this matter... we must suppress it, and we must never let both of them know!"
"Yeah. You go and get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I will give His Royal Highness a letter of divorce, saying that this 'Chi Jing' is a counselor in my palace, and I asked her to accompany her, so His Royal Highness will understand." What's going on?" Yuchi was really not in a hurry, he knew Zongzheng Fusu's temperament, if he wanted to catch spies and arrest witnesses, he must keep alive. On the surface, he has done such a mobilization, but secretly he must protect Zhongli Wanyun's safety.
Qin Xiaoyao took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said, "Then what if His Royal Highness Prince Gong reveals his identity in front of Miss Wanyun?"
"No." Yuchi gave him a blank look, "Why do you think His Royal Highness Prince Gong was promoted from a commoner to a prince with a different surname in just three months? Since this 'Chi Jing' is the king's counselor, he will never I will confide in 'Chi Jing'! He is vigilant, and if he can not say anything, he will definitely not say too much."
"That's true!" Qin Xiaoyao nodded, "If he doesn't understand himself and accidentally exposes it, he will not blame you, master, for any conflicts between husband and wife and life in harmony in the future! At least, on our side They've all shut up!"
In less than a stick of incense, Yuchi really thought about it carefully, wrote a letter with no loopholes, handed it to Qin Xiaoyao, and said, "Hurry up, take this letter and go to Chishui with Jinqiu! If it's too late, Miss Wanyun will suffer a little more!"
"En." Qin Xiaoyao took the letter and reached out to Yuchizhen again, "Master, what about the Lingwu?"
Yuchi really glared at him, "There are no Lingwu, and no one needs this Lingwu!"
"In case Jinqiu asks..." Qin Xiaoyao hesitated to speak.
Yuchi shook his head helplessly, "She's all focused on Miss Wanyun, how could she have the time to think about that Lingwu?"
Qin Xiaoyao nodded, "That's true."
Jin Qiu and Qin Xiaoyao rushed to Chishui overnight, and the housekeeper of the Ninth Prince's residence also brought a good hand, and hurried to Zongzheng Fusu's barracks!
It was daylight.
Dongfang Jing didn't sleep all night, but in the morning, she was extremely sleepy, and fell asleep with her numb legs on her head.
Zongzheng Fusu, on the other hand, had a good night's sleep, turned over, and planned to tie her back before the soldiers got up, but who knew... this girl was sleeping soundly, but people couldn't bear to disturb her.
Whether it's Yu Chiming's people or King Ning's people, they are all rushing this way.
Zongzheng Fusu knew that time was running out, frowned, leaned down, bent down and hugged her body.
Dongfang Jing turned over at the right time, and just happened to fall into his arms, and murmured, "Wu... Wuyou... Don't leave me... Don't go..."
Zongzheng Fusu's expression was startled, as if he had never heard of it, he said in a hoarse voice, "What did you say?"
Dongfang Jing was disturbed by him, reached out and rubbed her eyes, opened her red eyes slightly, and said with a confused face, "Did I say anything?"
"Cough..." Zongzheng Fusu coughed lightly, "No, maybe I misheard."
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