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Chapter 135 Ask for advice
Unexpectedly, these people came to Wang Jiacheng’s door shortly after he found out something.

Mrs. Mu felt relieved that she had found the thing first, otherwise she might not have such a good attitude today.

"Report to the Second Prince, nothing was found!"

"Second Prince, there is nothing!"

The second prince opened his eyes slightly. How could there be no such thing?

"Has the ground been dug? Miss Mu... Has Madam Mu and the others' yard been dug?"

A soldier stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, we have searched all the lands and indeed found no evidence."

"Before today, there was no sign that the land had been disturbed!"

The second prince gritted his teeth and said nothing. How could he be willing to accept this? There was nothing, no way to convict him, so he could only be imprisoned first.

If Prince Han hadn't died, no one in the Mu Mansion would be in any danger.

Looking at the calm appearance of the crowd and the composed "Mu Qingqing", he moved his lips slightly and spoke to Madam Mu.

"Mrs. Mu, I'm so sorry. Please come with me, you and the people from the Mu Mansion. Don't worry, we are just cooperating with the trial of the case."

Madam Mu nodded.

Soon, everyone, including the maids and Xiao Si, stood outside the yard and saw that the gate of the Mu Mansion was sealed.

Everyone present felt uncomfortable, especially Mrs. Mu, who felt sorry for her husband and sons.

Without being convicted, it was impossible for him to be handcuffed or shackled. He was just surrounded by officers and soldiers, walked through the streets of the capital, and was taken to prison.

The emperor didn't expect to find nothing, and he got angry at the second prince.

"Didn't find it? You idiot! It would be fine if you asked the sergeant to hide a copy!"

The second prince smiled bitterly. He knew it, but how could such a letter be made simply? It was a copy of a notebook, a private print.

The main one, the one with the best imitation notes, disappeared a year ago and he has never seen him again.

The emperor paced back and forth, his veins bulging with anger. "Without evidence, we can't make a conclusion in a short period of time. If Prince Han is not dead, or if General Mu comes back, even if we didn't intend to rebel originally, we will rebel now."

He regretted it so much that he should not have arrested the people from the Mu Mansion.

Now the relationship has been torn apart and there is no chance.

But he didn't dare to kill the people from the Mu Mansion. If the generals and major generals of the Mu Mansion got the news and concentrated their forces to launch a surprise attack, he would lose his life.

The second prince lowered his head indifferently. He had advised his father before not to make decisions easily, but he didn't know whose advice his father listened to and insisted on doing such a thing at this time.

The second prince walked out of the hall and sighed softly. His father was old and confused. He even heard rumors that his father admired Taoist priests very much and wanted to be reborn.

If his father were to go up against King Han, he would surely lose, as he had no confidence in his father at all.

On the other side, Mu Qingqing traveled day and night, and finally on the sixth day, Mu Qingqing and Xu Jin arrived at a military camp.

"Stop, this is a military camp, no entry!"

Mu Qingqing could feel that if she made any unusual movement, at least three arrows would be aimed at her head.

Mu Qingqing raised the token in her hand, "This is the order of the King of Han. I am the Princess of Han. I beg the general and me to support the border!"

The voice containing inner strength lingered over the military camp.

There was silence for a moment, and suddenly a cheerful voice laughed, "Princess Han? You want us to send troops just because of your token?"

Mu Qingqing frowned. What did the other party mean? Did he think the King of Cold's order was not enough?

Just then, a tall and mighty general walked out of the military camp.

He was wearing grey armor, had a burly figure and bright eyes. The soldiers around him did not dare to look him in the eye.

The other party glanced at Xu Jin and Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing looked directly at the other person, not flinching at all. "General Zhao Xing greets Princess Han."

General Zhao knelt on one knee, and his respectful attitude made Mu Qingqing confused. What did the other party mean?
Everyone knelt down around them.

Mu Qingqing stepped forward, bowed and said, "General Zhao, you are too polite. We are in a hurry. I hope you can mobilize 50,000 soldiers as soon as possible!"

Things on the battlefield change rapidly. Several days have passed and I don’t know how Han Chen is doing.

General Zhao nodded, "Okay, Princess, I will prepare it right away, but..."

He looked at Mu Qingqing with fiery eyes.

"Princess Han, I'm sure you won't agree to let us accept the command of a woman. Could you please have a fight with me? You don't have to defeat me, just be close!"

Oh my god, so he’s waiting here, Mu Qingqing thought speechlessly.

General Zhao’s idea is very simple. The Princess Han, who is recognized by the King Han, must be very skilled. Since the King Han cannot meet her, he can always ask the Princess Han for advice, right?

Moreover, the other party took six days to get here from the capital without changing his expression, and his aura was steady, so he must be quite skilled!

Mu Qingqing did not refuse and agreed directly.

Xu Jin's face was dark. He understood what these people were thinking, but why did they not even drink a sip of water? Should they just start fighting?

Where are your manners and upbringing? You bunch of reckless men, don't you see that Princess Han is already very tired?

Mu Qingqing borrowed a tent and put on the armor that King Han prepared for her.

She had a great figure and her armor almost stuck to her body, which made a group of soldiers who had never seen a beautiful woman stare at her in amazement.

General Zhao retracted his gaze and glared at his men one by one.

Mu Qingqing also discovered the disadvantages of armor, which was mainly due to the different body shapes of men and women. After all, men's armor is also designed to fit the body.

Mu Qingqing and General Zhao stood in the martial arts arena. The autumn wind whistled past, blowing up the sand on the ground.

Mu Qingqing's temperament suddenly changed and became solemn and murderous.

General Zhao put away his contempt, and with a hint of caution, he respectfully bowed to Mu Qingqing, "Princess Han, please!"

Mu Qingqing nodded, holding a spear in her hand, swung it, with a slightly stern look in her eyes, and rushed towards the other party quickly.

So fast, General Zhao laughed out loud, "Good timing!"

He held a big knife in his hand and instead of retreating, he went straight forward to meet the enemy.

Mu Qingqing turned her right hand and the spear in her hand began to spin.

When the weapons touch, you can tell that he is a master.

The soldiers around were waving flags and cheering, their faces flushed as they shouted, "Come on!"

At the same time, he felt a little more respect for Mu Qingqing, the Princess Han.

As expected, she is the woman of Prince Han, the future Princess Han. She is truly amazing.

Mu Qingqing took advantage of her speed and kept turning on both sides of General Zhao, stabbing out with her spear from time to time.

I felt that the opponent was like a loach and I could never catch him. Moreover, the opponent was very strong and after the rotation, my hands felt even more strenuous.

He knew that the opponent did not use his full strength and that his body shape was strange. If he had used some assassination methods, he would have been killed long ago.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became, and he unconsciously relaxed the strength in his hands.

General Zhao groaned, and it was over.

However, the opponent used this force to retreat three steps with bangs.

He put away his spear, took a deep breath, and smiled faintly, "Thank you!"

(End of this chapter)