After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 9

After leaving the Dexuan Palace, there is a ochre-red corridor leading directly to the gate of the palace.

Murong Qing and Liu Qing walked in front side by side, while Pei Mo intentionally walked slowly behind them, coughing lowly from time to time.

Looking at the corridor, Murong Qing couldn't help thinking of his previous life.

The imperial palace trapped her like a cage, and she lived in extreme torment every day.

But she will never be trapped by this palace again in this life!
As for whether Liu Qing will be in the palace in the future, it depends on whether Sheng Xiuyan has the ability to sit on the throne...

She turned her head to look at Liu Qing, who was full of sorrow, and comforted her softly: "Sister, don't be too sad. This is the end of the matter. In the future, my sister will be the third prince's main wife. Be cautious in everything."

Liu Qing nodded, lowered her head and said, "My sister always feels sorry for her. If she hadn't married by mistake, she would definitely be the third prince's wife now. How could it be my turn to be the third princess for someone of low status like me."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Pei Mo.

Pei Mo happened to cough, and Liu Qing immediately frowned, and said in a low voice, "I don't know if there is a doctor in General Pei's body. If the sister who was killed by me is really a widow, my sister will have a hard life!"

"It's better for my sister to ask the third prince to find some famous doctors to treat General Pei in another day, so that my sister doesn't have to worry about becoming a widow." Liu Qing suddenly suggested, and then suddenly changed the subject: "It's really not possible, but I have to find a way to make my sister If you are pregnant with an heir, you will not be too sad to be a widow in the future."

She probably thought this method was feasible, and her eyes sparkled when she said it.

It seemed that he was going to talk to Sheng Xiuyan about this matter just waiting for Murong Qing to respond, and at this moment he looked at Murong Qing expectantly.

"No, no, no, no!" Murong Qing hurriedly refused in fright, looked back at Pei Mo, and laughed dryly: "Search for famous doctors, my sister will arrange for her, my sister should take care of herself first."

The two of them are just a cooperative relationship, and if they fail to keep things together, they will get together and separate one day. With such a weak body, they will not have the trouble of making plans by themselves if they die of illness.

Hearing that Murong Qing wanted to make arrangements by himself, Liu Qing stopped talking.

At the gate of the palace, two carriages were waiting on both sides.

Seeing Murong Qing come out, Ping'er hurried forward, his eyes turned red and he cried, "It's all the fault of the servant, it's the servant who admitted the wrong person! Miss punish the servant, the servant has no complaints!"

Murong Qing took Ping'er's hand and said with a smile: "It's just a mistake, how can I blame you? Well, I'm going to wipe away my tears, and let people see you crying at the gate of this palace. Those who don't know think it's Ben How did Miss bully you!"

Maybe it's because Ping'er has been by her side for many years, the two of them are more like sisters apart from the master-servant relationship.

Hearing Murong Qing's jokes, Ping'er laughed through his tears: "Miss will not bully Ping'er, miss is the best."

Murong Qing pinched her face dotingly: "Let's go back home."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and bowed to Liu Qing.

"Third Princess, take your leave."

Liu Qing also saluted, and then went in a different direction.

Murong Qing pulled Ping'er towards the direction of the carriage, and said as he walked: "In the future, this Pei Mo will be my husband, so I need to take him back to meet my father. But when we go to the general's mansion, you need to follow me." At the same time, Miss Ben needs to be taken care of by you personally. I'm not used to changing someone else."

Ping'er was happy that Murong Qing wanted to take her with him, but when he thought that his young lady married Pei Mo, he couldn't help worrying.

She turned her head to look at Pei Mo who was not far away, she looked sick, but she didn't look like a dying person.

I don't know how long I can live!
But now that the matter has come to this point, how can she, a maid, have the right to talk too much, she will obey Murong Qing's orders in everything.

"Ping'er will go wherever Miss goes."

When they got to the carriage, Ping'er sat outside with the groom from the General's Mansion, and Murong Qing and Pei Mo sat inside the carriage.

The carriage drove towards the Southern Marquis' Mansion, Murong Qing sat there for a while and couldn't help asking: "General Pei, what's your opinion on today's matter?"

Pei Mo responded indifferently: "Madam already has the answer in her heart, so why ask again?"

Murong Qing frowned, very dissatisfied with Pei Mo's answer.

She felt that something was wrong, but Pei Mo was the general of Zhen Guo, so he should have seen it more clearly than her.

I never thought that I would get such an answer.

What a joy!

Murong Qing didn't ask any more questions, and turned his head to look away, the word "displeased" was almost written on his face.

Pei Mo looked at her side face, the corners of his mouth raised inadvertently, and his gentle voice sounded: "It's just a trick of the emperor, so don't worry too much. When the decree is issued, let the old prince... let the father go to the palace to push the toilet." yes."

Murong Qing was stunned and blinked a few times.

Why did Pei Mo's "Father King" sound so awkward?

She looked at Pei Mo from the corner of her eye: "You and I are just trading, so there is no need to change this name."

"If you don't change it, it will definitely arouse suspicion!" Pei Mo said it as a matter of course, and narrowed his eyes: "Speaking of which, Madam has not changed her words, why don't you call your husband to listen first."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows, waiting for Murong Qing to change his words.

Murong Qing's ears were reddened by him, his eyes were looking elsewhere, and he hurriedly changed his words: "Your Majesty's reward, how can you refuse it? What's more, Concubine Xuan has never persuaded His Majesty, so how can my father refuse?" This reward!"

Since ancient times, most of the emperor's rewards are blessings and misfortunes.

This is especially true for generals.

Today, not only are officials promoted, but also military talismans are given. In the future, the nearly 30 troops in the southern border will be dispatched by the king of the southern border and His Majesty.

Such a big reward, she didn't think it was a reward at all, but felt creepy.

If something really happened, the entire Nanjing Hou Mansion would be doomed...

"It's not difficult. The father only needs to say that he is old and wants to live a few years of leisure, and the throne will be handed over to the son. The son is still young and lacks experience, so the military talisman cannot be handed over to him." Pei Pei Mo gave a solution without haste.

Murong Qing's eyes lit up: "That's right! This is really a good idea!"

In this way, the royal face would not be hurt, and the reward was pushed back, killing two birds with one stone.

The father can even enjoy his old age comfortably, without having to work hard every day to train soldiers at such an age!
The corners of Pei Mo's lips curled into a smile, and he said again: "My father is famous for his love of wine, and then I will let my father exchange a soldier talisman for the best daughter red in the two altars of the palace. In this way, the reward is also there, but it's also worth it. Don't be afraid of His Majesty's suspicion."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud shout from outside——

"Royal travel, get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

The hooves of the horses were getting louder and louder, apparently coming in their direction.

Pei Mo raised the curtain, just as dozens of people rode past the carriage.

The dust rose wantonly, and nearly half of the stalls on both sides were knocked over, but the hawkers dared not speak out, so they could only clean up by themselves.

Pei Mo stared at the figures of the dozens of people, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Who is it?" Murong Qing was curious.

Pei Mo put down the curtain, and his expression returned to normal again: "Second prince."

(End of this chapter)