After rebirth, the princess made and dragged her

Chapter 238 each with their own minds

Qin Yue frowned: "As far as I know, the location of the Moon God Palace is mysterious, and no one knows it. You can't find it if you have a key and no map."

Emperor Qinghe nodded, with a casual tone: "You're right. It's best if you can find it, and it doesn't matter if you can't find it. These are trivial matters, not important."

"What I want to tell you is that your operation can fail this time, and all your men can be destroyed, but worshiping the moon will never restore the country, and you must come back alive. This is the only requirement I have for your trip. .”

The Moon Worship Army is indeed a good sword, and he is indeed envious of the combat power of the old Moon Worship Army, but if this force is unruly and difficult to control, he would rather destroy them.

Qin Yue understood Emperor Qinghe's meaning, got up immediately, and said solemnly: "I will not disgrace my life."

Emperor Qinghe smiled gratifiedly: "When you return triumphantly, the Gu on Gu's body will also be released. If you don't dislike her by then, she can feign death and directly become Princess Hailing again, or reconcile with Qi Ming! If necessary Where I help to nod, let me know."

"Your Majesty!" Qin Yue's pupils shook with gratitude.

Emperor Qinghe smiled gently: "She is the daughter-in-law that Ji Yao personally chose for you. If it is not a last resort, how can I break my trust with Ji Yao? People, only life is meaningful. The premise of all love is that That person is still there. Don’t you think so?”

Qin Yue stood in awe, and saluted with his sleeves: "Your Majesty is transparent and open-minded, and I have benefited a lot."

*
On April 26, before dawn, the General's Mansion was busy.

In the backyard, Gu Mingshu also got up, took the handkerchief from the maid, washed her face thoroughly, and after regaining consciousness, she went to the secret room.

"Warm Wind, how are things going?" She asked immediately after arriving.

Nuanfeng put a stack of books in a box: "Miss, according to what you said, medical books and other things have been put in different boxes."

Gu Mingshu hummed, opened a box to check, then pointed to one and said, "Send the medical books in this box to the master's house, send this to Liuyunxuan, and these..."

Following her orders, the chamber was quickly emptied.

Gu Mingshu half-closed her eyes, thinking: Qi Ming is about to enter the room, and he is a person who is familiar with mechanics, so this secret room will not be secret.

But to do a full set of acting, she ordered: "Go and get some calligraphy and paintings."

"Yes."

In a blink of an eye, fish belly turns white in the east.

Nuan Feng walked over lightly: "Miss, it's getting late, you should wash up, otherwise it will be too late."

Gu Mingshu was flipping through a brochure without even raising her head: "I'm injured, and I don't need to go out to greet my relatives, just change into wedding clothes when the time comes."

Nuan Feng was slightly startled when he heard the words, and hesitated: "Miss, this is a marriage gift. If a guest sees you with your face in the sky, I'm afraid they will say that you are disrespectful."

The corners of Gu Mingshu's mouth twitched, and her tone was cold: "When I cover my head, who knows if I wear makeup or not? Besides, Your Majesty won't care about this!"

Chunhua, who was waiting on the other side, was a little surprised and couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty is so magnanimous?"

The corner of Gu Mingshu's mouth curled into a cold mockery: "The marriage between Qin Yue and me was also a marriage gift, but I was forced to sit in a small sedan chair and enter through a small door. Everyone in Shangjing knew that I was humiliated, and His Majesty never blamed me. Is it very magnanimous?"

Chunhua didn't expect to poke Gu Mingshu's old wound, and suddenly panicked: "Miss, I..."

"It's okay, it's all over. There's nothing hard to say." Gu Mingshu smiled and waved his hands, "Let's all go, and leave me alone for now."

But Nuan Feng said: "Although that's the case, if Mr. Qi knows that you don't take it seriously..."

When Gu Mingshu heard this, he laughed directly.Her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and this smile is full of indescribable agility, but the words that come out of her lips have no warmth: "If he is dissatisfied, he can make peace with me."

The warm wind was silent for a moment.

Gu Mingshu turned over a page, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Let Uncle Wu carry the chicken to greet the relatives, good luck, good luck."

Hug... hug a chicken?
But in Dazhao's marriage ceremony, it is customary to use a chicken instead of the master to marry a concubine of a bad family background.

Miss not only doesn't care about Mr. Qi, but also seems to want to humiliate him?
That's okay, since it's the son-in-law who came to visit, it's a good thing for the young lady to use this matter to shake up her wife.

*
Qingyun Inn.

Qi Ming was dressed in happy clothes, with a smile on his face, and his brows were full of refreshment.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Rong Ming pushed open the door with a serious expression, as if he had made a big decision.

When Qi Ming saw someone coming, he let the maid who waited on the clothes go down, with a smile on his lips: "Today is my day of great joy, why are you so serious?"

Rong Ming's eyes were burning, and he asked in a deep voice: "Is Qin Yue really the orphan of Princess Yaolin? Are you right?"

Qi Ming walked to one side of the table, poured a cup of tea and pushed it over, his tone was flat: "If you don't believe me, you can stay here with me."

Rong Ming's expression wrinkled, his eyes hesitated: "Tomorrow Qin Yue will lead the clansman to go out! I won't follow, the clansman's side..."

Qi Ming's smile deepened, and he said unhurriedly: "The clansmen won't believe him immediately! But with Qin Yue's means, they will still believe him in a little time at most!"

The name of Qinyue God of War is not something to brag about.

That man used his troops like a god, and he was also unparalleled in combat power.

Although the Moon Worshiping Army were powerful, they were also the easiest to subdue to the strong.

Rong Ming understood what Qi Ming meant, and he didn't bother with this issue, he just said depressedly: "If you don't give the key of the shrine to Emperor Dog, you can test Qin Yue's blood."

Qi Ming took a sip of tea, with a dignified posture: "Guess, after the elites led by Qin Yue enter the hinterland of Quan Rong, does Emperor Jokhang want the richest man in the Moon God Palace?"

Rong Ming was slightly startled, the dark light in his eyes flashed away, and he made a decision: "Okay! I'll go with him!"

Qi Ming looked at his friend and lowered his voice: "Have you decided?"

Rong Ming hummed, picked up the teacup in front of him, and drank it in one gulp: "Yes, I want to gamble."

Bet on whether the dog emperor is greedy or not, and bet on whether Qin Yue is the blood of the Moon Worshiping royal family!
Qi Ming's smile deepened: "Come here with your ear, I have a few words to tell you."

The two whispered for a while, and Rong Ming's eyes widened.

Just as he was about to speak again, there was crackling firecrackers outside the inn.

A knock on the door followed.

"My lord, the auspicious hour has come."

Qi Ming just finished speaking, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "It is impossible for Emperor Qinghe to let me go back to worship the moon. I can only entrust the rest to you. So..."

He stopped, with an unprecedented solemn expression: "You must remember what I just said, otherwise we will lose everything."

Rong Ming's eyes were fixed, and he couldn't help showing admiration and solemnity in his eyes. He stood up and bowed to the bottom, "Don't worry!"

This is a promise and a guarantee.

Qi Ming stopped looking at him, got up and opened the door, and walked towards the wedding he planned.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he realized something was wrong.

What about his horse?
How about a big white horse with no variegated hair and big red flowers hanging around its neck?

"Uncle Qi, do you feel that there is something missing in this courtyard?" Qi Ming asked the followers behind him.

The old servant who was over half a century old wiped the sweat from his forehead: "My lord, Your Majesty has a new grace, you will know it when you go to the door."

(End of this chapter)