The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

"Who is it that knows our movements but doesn't expose them, and only makes trouble in secret?"

Luo Jiaojiao panicked for a moment.

"Stakeholders!"

Shan Chen is also wondering who this person is?He was not familiar with the princes and ministers of Minyue Kingdom, so he couldn't think of anyone with such great ability for a while.

"A person of interest? The purpose of my trip is to prevent my husband from being exposed. Then the person who stopped me wanted to help the third prince! In this case, why didn't he directly explain to the third prince's people?"

Luo Jiaojiao was still puzzled.

"The intestines of these princes and nobles are more twisted than ordinary people, only they can figure it out! Don't have to think about it anymore, anyway, the matter has been done for him! Let him solve the rest by himself! "

Shan Chen didn't like to worry about this, so he persuaded his apprentice Luo Jiaojiao to stop worrying about it.

"Ok!"

Luo Jiaojiao responded, and then silently watched her master Shanchen walk out of the palace gate.

Feng Yue, who was guarding the door, saw Shan Chen coming out, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

"I'll go to the West Wing to sleep for a while, don't let others disturb my slumber!"

Shan Chen patted Feng Yue on the shoulder and went to the west room.

Why doesn't Master go to Princess Yueling to rest?Is it true that as my husband said, he doesn't like Princess Yueling at all?
Luo Jiaojiao heard it clearly in the room, and couldn't help but make a mistake in her heart.At this moment, she felt that her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't figure it out.

"Forget it! Don't think about it! Let's go to sleep! Husband, Husband should be able to handle it!"

Luo Jiaojiao yawned and walked into the inner room.

Sitting in the tent, Mr. Bo Lang watched the news sent by Luan Chong, the Chief Hermit Guard.

Yinwei heard the news that the third prince's Longwei had brought back from Wangcheng.

"This Qiu Jingshan is really treacherous!"

Mr. Bo Lang cursed secretly in his heart.

After the third prince heard Long Wei's report, he was taken aback.

"Could it be that this person is very trusted by the king, and even the national teacher respects him?"

"How does Your Highness plan to do it?"

Zuo Yun couldn't help asking.

"Since there is no problem with this person's identity, let him go!"

The third prince did not realize what Qiu Jingshan meant.Although Zuo Yun still had doubts in his heart, he didn't say anything more?
Mr. Bo Lang stayed in Beidaying for three days.Luan Chong, the head of the hermit guard, was always by his side.They found out everything about Beidaying, but they didn't find any inappropriate words or deeds from the Third Prince.

There is one person in the camp who is good at Danqing.Seeing Bo Langjun's extraordinary bearing, he secretly drew him.

The soldier who lived with that man was a spy placed by the second prince next to the third prince.He passed the news back to the second prince.Only then did the second prince know that Mr. Bo Lang had gone to Peking University.

Just when Bo Langjun was about to leave the North Camp and return to the Minyue King's Palace, Luan Chong caught a soldier who was about to release the pigeons.

Mr. Bo Lang personally questioned him, and only then did he learn that this soldier was from the Pigeon House of Peking University Camp.

"This letter of yours is going to be sent to the Minyue Palace!"

"Yes!"

The soldier lowered his head and said.

"Tell me! If there is no pigeon house, how do you plan to get in touch with people outside the palace?"

Mr. Bo Lang continued to ask.

"This little one doesn't know! The little one is only responsible for releasing pigeons!"

"lie!"

Bo Langjun's voice was stern, and the soldier was so frightened that he crawled on the ground, shaking like chaff.

"He's lying! He's no pigeonhole man!"

Zuo Yun walked into Mr. Bo Lang's tent and gave a little salute.

"Oh?"

This time it was Bo Langjun's turn to be surprised.Luan Chong has already intercepted the letter sent by the soldier, saying that he has become suspicious of Mr. Bo Lang.

Although Mr. Bo Lang hadn't read the third prince's handwriting, he also knew that the scribbled words were definitely not written by him, so he judged that the person who corresponded was the soldier, and concluded that he had withdrawn his lie.

"Speak! Who are you from?"

Zuo Yun seemed like a man of grace, but his tone of questioning was fierce.

"The staff member on the left is joking! I can't understand your words!"

Although the soldier was very frightened, he still refused to confess.

"Come here! Please come to the chief steward in charge of the pigeon house!"

Zuo Yun shouted outside the tent.

"No need! I say!"

The soldier grabbed Zuo Yun's lapel, knelt and sat up trembling.

"Left staff, please sit down!"

Mr. Bo Lang signaled Zuo Yun to sit down and listen to the trial.

"Subordinates just stand!"

Zuo Yun has vaguely guessed the identity of Mr. Bo Lang.

"Speak!"

Mr. Bo Lang glanced at the soldier and softened his tone.

"Uncle Guo, the younger one was sent by the second prince."

Although Mr. Bo Lang was prepared to besiege Zuo Yun, the soldiers sent by Zuo Yun who tried to defend things were terrified!

"Nonsense! It's clear that you sneaked into the barracks and still want to quibble! Come here, take me down and interrogate carefully!"

After hearing the soldier's answer clearly, Zuo Yun, who was secretly surprised, shouted sharply.

The soldier was escorted down, but Zuo Yun's gaze flickered in front of Mr. Bo Lang.

"Since the left aide has already seen through the identity of my country's uncle, why don't you be polite?"

As soon as Luo Jiaojiao finished speaking, Zuo Yun had already bowed to salute him.

"My uncle should go too! Please let the staff on the left inform your prince!"

Mr. Bo Lang picked up his teacup and bid farewell to Zuo Yun.

"Uncle Guo, why don't you stay for a few more days, so that His Royal Highness can fulfill the friendship of the landlord!"

Zuo Yun bowed and saluted.

"No!"

Mr. Bo Lang got up and walked towards the door of the tent.

Luan Chong had already had his carriage ready and waiting outside the palace gate.

Two days later, Mr. Bo Lang returned to the palace of Minyue Kingdom.

When Luo Jiaojiao saw Bo Langjun came back, she hurriedly changed his clothes with a smile.

Mr. Bo Lang put his arms around Luo Jiaojiao's shoulders and said ambiguously:
"wait for me!"

With a "swish", Luo Jiaojiao's face turned red.

Mr. Bo Lang went to the bathroom.Feng Yue has ordered people to open two big pots.

Not a moment later, Jiang Yu led someone to the bathroom with boiling water.

Mr. Bo Lang was getting impatient.After drinking three courses of tea, the sweat on his body has gradually dried up.

Feng Yue led someone to clean the bathtub, then poured hot water on it, and slowly adjusted the water temperature.

Mr. Bo Lang got into the tub and soaked in the warm water, feeling his fatigue was gone.

Half an hour later, Bo Langjun returned to the house.

He smelled the fragrance of tea in the room, and immediately felt refreshed.

Luo Jiaojiao served the tea, then knelt down behind Bo Langjun and gave Bo Langjun his shoulders as if no one was there.

"It's Mrs. Lao!"

Mr. Bo Lang praised sincerely.

"Your husband has worked hard! But there is something unknown about my slave family."

Luo Jiaojiao told Mr. Bo Lang what she couldn't understand.

"It must have been written by King Zuoshan! He helped the third prince, but he didn't put himself in danger! But he came up with such a bad idea to make things difficult for Madam!"

Bo Langjun explained the mystery in one word, which made Luo Jiaojiao suddenly enlightened.

"The husband is still amazing!"

Luo Jiaojiao sighed sincerely.

"Do you want to seek justice from King Zuoshan for your husband?"

While talking, Bo Langjun picked up Luo Jiaojiao and walked into the inner room.

"Husband is really not afraid of Zuoshan King?"

"It's true that he's afraid of my uncle!"