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Chapter 80: Mongol Raid
The next day, when Qinghe and Banxia woke up, they immediately felt something was wrong.

Both of them slept soundly and didn't wake up once in the middle of the night, which had never happened before.

The two men thought of something and quickly ran towards the young lady's room.

"Miss, ma'am!"

After Qing He came in, she didn't see anyone. She looked at Ban Xia tremblingly, "Ban Xia, the young lady just went out, right?"

Banxia was much calmer than her. She lifted the quilt in the room and touched it, and it felt cold.

"Qinghe, go and invite the master, the mistress, and a few young masters over!"

Seeing his serious expression, Qinghe seemed to have found a backbone, and quickly asked the maid to invite several masters over, including Master Lu.

Soon, all the masters of the house came in, and Banxia and Qinghe quickly knelt down to pay their respects.

Madam Mu asked them to get up, "Hurry up, your young lady is missing?"

With a trembling voice, he rushed into the room and found that everything inside was there.

"It's not like the young lady left on her own. We have asked someone to invite Master Lu."

Banxia followed quickly, fearing that something might happen to the lady.

The other men jumped up and down to check. When they saw a tile on the roof, Mu Jin Jingyi raised his eyebrows and jumped down from the roof.

"Dad, the tiles above have been moved. Someone must have been here."

Mu Jingyang took out a half-stick of incense from a corner of the room and put his nose close to it to smell it.

His expression changed slightly, "Dad, this is an incense."

General Mu's heart skipped a beat. His bad premonition grew stronger and stronger, and he paced back and forth in the yard.

Mu Jingchao's eyes followed him back and forth, "Dad, what should we do? Should we report to the police?"

General Mu glared at him and said, "Qingqing was kidnapped overnight. If we report this to the authorities, what will happen to Qingqing's reputation?"

When Mrs. Mu heard the people talking, her face turned pale and her body was shaking.

Qing He and Ban Xia hurriedly supported her, and Madam Mu walked up to General Mu and said, "My husband, if it's a bad guy, Qing Qing will be in danger. Even if my reputation is ruined, I am willing to support her for the rest of her life."

Her eyes were filled with tears and her heart was in great pain. Why was her fate so miserable?

"Or do you not want to support Qingqing? At worst, I can just live with Qingqing."

As he said this, he glared at his sons.

Mu Jingyi was in a cold sweat. If he said the wrong thing, not only would his parents get divorced, but even his little sister would be taken away.

"Mom, we love our little sister the most, we will definitely raise her!"

"Yes, mother, the most important thing now is to find my little sister as soon as possible. If we wait too long, I'm afraid it will be dangerous!"

At this moment, a little maid ran in from outside, "Master, Madam, young masters, Master Lu is not here, there is no one in the room!"

Hearing that Master Lu was not there, everyone felt relieved. It was very likely that Master Lu had left with Qingqing.

When everyone was discussing, Mu Jingyang suddenly spoke up, "Dad and Mom, if it's not easy to report to the police, why don't we ask King Han for help? King Han and my sister have a partnership, so he will definitely help!"

Mu Jingchao immediately jumped up, "Why are you looking for King Han? What's the relationship between Qingqing and him?"

He was a lively person and had never thought that there was any special situation between King Han and his younger sister. When he heard this, he reacted violently.

In his opinion, his little sister was still young and it was impossible for her to get close to a man.

His personality is very similar to General Mu's. Both of them looked at the two of them in shock, while Madam Mu lowered her head in thought.

Mu Jingyi and Mu Jingyang looked at Mu Jingchao like fools. It was over. The third brother was beyond help.

General Mu glared at them and said, "I will go to the court and talk to His Majesty. I will ask the Ministry of War to look for her privately and I will not mention Qingqing's name." Madam Mu grabbed his arm and said to Mu Jingyang, "Second brother, go to Prince Han's mansion and tell him the situation. I feel that this matter is not that simple. First inform Prince Han and ask for his opinion."

"Yes, mother!"

Mu Jingyang hurried out of the house and went all the way to Prince Han's Mansion. The two talked in the study for a long time, and Mu Jingyang walked out with a serious expression.

General Mu then asked His Majesty to help find Qingqing.

King Han stood in the yard and looked up at the sky. The sky was blue, but he felt that it was very dirty.

Chen Yao stood respectfully behind him, looking at the sky together. He could feel the anger in his master's heart. These people were so bold that they dared to touch his master's people.

The surging murderous intent filled the air, causing his body to jump straight.

"Chen Yao, let the secret guards get ready, we are leaving now!"

When a cold voice came, Chen Yao's body shook and he quickly agreed.

Mu Qingqing woke up after a period of shaking.

It seemed like she was in a box. She felt weak all over and had no strength. The box was not big, just enough to hold her. She even had difficulty turning over.

Her hands were tied and her mouth was blocked with rags. She struggled a little, but it was useless, so she gave up.

Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and felt the condition of her body.

I can’t activate my internal energy. It seems like I have no chance of escaping.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the box stopped moving, probably because it had stopped.

The wooden board on the top was opened, and dazzling sunlight shone in. Mu Qingqing squinted her eyes, and after getting used to the sunlight, she opened her eyes and suddenly saw a tall figure with a beard.

Mu Qingqing's pupils shrank slightly. He was actually a Mongolian!
Seeing Mu Qingqing's reaction, the Mongolian prince grinned, "Hey, Miss Mu, it's our second time meeting. Did you miss me?"

As he said that, he pulled Mu Qingqing out. Mu Qingqing's arm was scratched and she frowned in pain.

The prince slowed down his movements and gently carried the person out, "Forget that the women here are delicate and tender. Tsk tsk, their skin is much smoother than ours."

As he said that, he raised his hand and touched Mu Qingqing's face.

Mu Qingqing stepped back in disgust.

The Mongolian prince ignored her reaction and said with a chuckle, "You didn't expect it, did you? You rejected me that day, but you were still captured in the end, right?"

"This time you can only marry this prince. Tsk tsk, you will look beautiful in that wedding dress."

As he said that, he pulled the cloth out of Mu Qingqing's mouth. Mu Qingqing's mouth felt sore and swollen. After a while, she glared at him fiercely.

"You'd better let me go, otherwise my father won't let you go."

The Mongolians burst into laughter. "Oh, we are so scared. General Mu is a god of war, almost invincible."

"However, this place is far from the capital. It will take them a while to find you. Are you sure they can find you?"

"Just marry into the Mongolian tribe. It's a good opportunity to replace that woman. It's time for you, the real owner, to put on your wedding dress."

Mu Qingqing glared at him fiercely, but she didn't dare to act rashly. After all, these people were not good people.

Before your internal strength recovers, you'd better be careful.

The ropes on her hands and feet were untied, and these people were not worried at all that she would run away, and seemed to be very confident about the medicine.

This is a forest. There are many Mongolian people, all carrying swords. The carriages were sent far away by them. Xiao Si, the maid who came with the dowry, stayed quietly, not watching or listening.

In addition to the men, there were also several women in the Mongolian ethnic group. The women were taller than Mu Qingqing, with broad shoulders and thick waists, and red faces. They served Mu Qingqing carefully.

(End of this chapter)