A big gamble: the dandy princess

Chapter 931
The Xiyan soldiers were crying bitterly. Xiyanyue died. After their king died, they were soldiers without a master.

Ye Qingnuan yelled, "What's the use of crying? Find the murderer and avenge Emperor Xiyan! Otherwise, how can your Wang Jiuquan rest in peace? His soldiers shouldn't just cry like women."

The Xiyan soldier stopped crying immediately.

Ye Qingnuan took the roster of the army, and began to count soldiers one by one. Every time she counted a person, she took a careful look at someone who answered. With a barracks of 30 soldiers, it is naturally difficult to find the murderer.

At dawn, only [-] people were counted, which is already the fastest speed.

The leader of the black cavalry suggested, "Princess, why not divide into small groups and look over one by one! If this goes on like this, you won't be able to finish ordering in a few days."

Ye Qingnuan nodded, she relied on nothing but what she had learned in her life, listening to voices and debating, observing words and expressions.If someone approached Xi Yanyue with his aura on him, she would naturally be able to find out.However, such a huge number made her investigation more difficult, but there was only one way, and she had no other way.

At [-] noon on the second day, the Ye family's hidden guard reported a piece of news, "The husband of the king in the southern border army was also silently assassinated in the army yesterday."

This news was nothing short of shocking.

Ye Qingnuan was stunned for a moment, and asked the hidden guard, "What did you say? Say it again? Who was also killed?"

"Fuyun Muhan, the king of Southern Border, was assassinated last night when Bahuang Mountain was on fire." The hidden guard reported, "It's the same as Emperor Xiyan's death. He was assassinated in the camp, and the sword was fatal."

"But really?" Ye Qingnuan asked in surprise.

"Indeed! The white sails have been hung up in the Southern Border Army! The soldiers in Southern Border are weeping, and they have sent pigeons to Ye Qian, Queen of Southern Border." The Yinwei said: "In addition, my subordinates have also found out that they are in the Southern Border Army. The expert is Feng Jin, the head of the Ten Great World Feng Family, and it is he who led hundreds of masters from the Ten Great Aristocratic Family to defeat your formation and strategy, Princess."

"Feng Jin?" Ye Qingnuan narrowed his eyes, "But that Feng Jin who was brought by Yun Qianyue's side since childhood, and when Uncle Huang was alive, he was in charge of the Feng Pavilion to help Ye Tianyi fight against the royal guard in the dark?"

"It's him." Yin Wei said.

Ye Qingnuan pondered, her eyebrows frowned, and she ordered after a while, "The letter I sent to my brother Feige was sent away yesterday. It stands to reason that his Feige should have arrived at noon today, but it didn't. You go to Lancheng yourself , Be sure to bring back my brother's words. These two things are too coincidental, I'm afraid it's not that simple. My brother must know the reason."

"Yes!" The hidden guard nodded and stepped back.

Ye Qingnuan was so impatient that she couldn't find the murderer, but now she calmed down, no longer rushed to investigate the murderer, but slowly checked.At the same time, the news of the assassination of the king's husband in southern Xinjiang was also passed on to the three armies, and the soldiers of Xiyan, who were mourning for Xiyanyue's death, immediately fell silent.

At the same time, in the southern border army, Feng Jin didn't investigate the murderer like Ye Qingnuan, but looked at the dead Yun Muhan with a cold face.He was lying on the bed, looking calm.

Uncle Nanjiang looked at Yun Muhan in disbelief, his eyes were red, "Who killed him?"

"Who?" Feng Jin raised his eyebrows coldly, "In this army, besides him committing suicide, who else can be?"

"Impossible! How could he commit suicide?" Uncle Nanjiang retorted immediately, "Qian'er is four months pregnant, why would he want to commit suicide? This is ridiculous!"

"It seems absurd to you, but not to me." Feng Jin sneered.

"You... Patriarch Feng, do you know the reason?" Looking at Feng Jin's sneering face, Uncle Nanjiang couldn't believe that Yun Muhan committed suicide.But he was in the army, Feng Jin and the masters of the top ten families were in the army, and Ye Qian's personal guards for Yun Muhan were all guarding outside the camp, who could come in and kill him silently?

"Although I don't know the reason, if there is only one person in the world who can make him willing to die." Feng Jin said coldly, "That person is not Ye Qian who is four months pregnant."

Uncle Nanjiang's face paled, "You mean...the concubine? He... died because of the concubine? Is there any news about the concubine? Let him die?"

Feng Jin glanced at Nanjiang Guojiu, "Last year, she traveled thousands of miles to Nanjiang to save him, and she let him die?"

Uncle Nan Jiang managed to calm down, looked at Feng Jin and said, "Could it be that someone used Concubine Jing Shi to make him commit suicide? But he's not stupid, such a silent suicide is nothing more than death, what can be solved? "

Feng Jin sneered, looked at Yun Muhan and said, "Maybe it can really solve something, only he himself knows."

Uncle Nanjiang fell silent immediately, he also felt that Feng Jin's words were the most likely, here, who can kill him silently?Besides, his martial arts are also extremely high.So if he committed suicide, what made him make this decision, regardless of Ye Qian and the child in her belly?Their relationship has always been very good.He thought that the two children would be happy, but why didn't he think that he would die like this?

Feng Jin got up and stood up, and said in a cold voice: "This place is close to the top ten aristocratic families, I ordered someone to fetch a pair of ice coffins to put him in, and wait for Ye Qian to come and talk about the rest!"

Uncle Nanjiang nodded sadly.

Three days later, Ye Qian led a group of people and arrived at the southern border camp of Bahuang Mountain at lightning speed.

When Ye Qian arrived, it was evening and the sky was full of sunset. She was wearing a fiery red dress and riding an orange-red horse, like clouds falling from the sky, making the southern Xinjiang military camp with high white sails all over the place instantly because of her. brighten up.

She was four months pregnant, and it was not too obvious, so she got off her horse and walked straight into the barracks.

Seeing her coming, the soldiers in southern Xinjiang all knelt down on the ground and shouted, "Queen!"

Nanjiang Guojiu, Feng Jin, Ling Mo and others got the news and came out of the tent where they were discussing the matter to meet her.

"Queen Ye is here so fast!" Feng Jin looked at Ye Qian. It would take seven days to travel from the capital city of Southern Xinjiang to Bahuang Mountain even if it was a fast horse, but now she has arrived in only three days.It can only mean that she left the southern border capital before receiving the news of Yun Muhan's death.

Ye Qian waved to the kneeling Southern Border soldiers, and when everyone stood up, she asked Feng Jin, "Where is Yun Muhan now?"

"You came too fast. The ice coffin in the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest has just arrived, and he hasn't been put in yet. He is now in the tent of the Chinese army." Feng Jin looked at Ye Qian's expression, but couldn't see anything, only felt that she was red. dazzling outside.

"Then there's no need to let it go!" Ye Qian spat out a sentence, and walked towards the main tent of the Chinese army with no emotion on her face.

Feng Jin raised his eyebrows, and followed her.

Uncle Nanjiang followed Ye Qian immediately, wanting to say something, "Qian'er, you..."

"You don't need to talk about it, uncle! I know everything." Ye Qian stopped Nanjiang Guojiu's words, and walked towards the big tent of the Chinese army without looking back.

Seeing that there were no tears or grief on her face, Uncle Nanjiang could only keep silent.

A group of people came to the big tent of the Chinese army. Outside the big tent of the Chinese army, Yun Muhan's close aides and the personal guards of the southern Xinjiang royal family that Ye Qian gave him were still guarding.Qiqi knelt down, "Queen!"

Ye Qian's footsteps paused, she suddenly opened the curtain, and entered the Chinese military tent.

She entered the tent of the Chinese army, without stopping, she went straight to the bed where Yun Muhan was lying.Yun Muhan was still lying there like three days ago, and the dagger in his heart was still not drawn out.His complexion was the same as it was three days ago, not dead, but not angry either.

Ye Qian stopped and looked at Yun Muhan quietly.

Because of her, the tent was filled with low air pressure. Although her face was expressionless, the gloomy air overflowing from her body could still be felt by others.

Feng Jin stood behind her without speaking.

Uncle Nanjiang sighed in his heart, and stood aside. He thought that he and Yun Muhan had talked every day for so many days, and he never felt that he wanted to commit suicide. What was the reason?Let him commit suicide like this?He still doesn't believe it now.

The big tent of the Chinese army was silent, as if there was no one there.

After a long time, Ye Qian suddenly said, very calmly, "Uncle, Patriarch Feng, you all go out!"

Uncle Nanjiang was startled, looked carefully at Ye Qian's expression, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, "Qian'er, you can't let it go, he...he might have been killed by someone else, after all..."

"He committed suicide!" Ye Qian said with certainty.

Uncle Nanjiang suddenly lost his voice.

Feng Jin looked at Ye Qian, then at Yun Muhan, and then said, "Everyone has his own choice, Queen Ye, don't forget the child in your womb."

"Choice?" Ye Qian sneered, staring at Yun Muhan with a dark tone, "Is this his choice to die like this?"

Feng Jin was silent, it wasn't like this death, but it was already a fact.

"Is this what he wants?" Ye Qian squinted her eyes, her dark voice was like the prelude to a storm in spring, "What he misses most is his sister, why doesn't he want to see her for the last time?"

Uncle Nanjiang sighed, "This is exactly what I am puzzled about. Han'er loves Concubine Jing Shi, and now she is in Yunshan, life and death are uncertain, how could he commit suicide at this time? Especially Jing Shizi and Ye Qingran committed suicide when the two armies were at war? Doesn't he understand the consequences of his suicide?"

"Six years ago, Ye Qingran took away my Rouge Chi Snake and King of Ten Thousand Curses. Today, he wants to take away my husband again. He is dreaming! Even if he dies, I can't make him do what he wants." Ye Qian Leng's deep voice suddenly raised a tearing viciousness, raised her hand to condense a cloud of black energy, and directed it towards Yun Muhan's heart.

Uncle Nanjiang was startled, and immediately stopped her, "Qian'er, what are you going to do? He's already dead..."

"If you die, you have to come back to life!" Ye Qian raised her eyebrows.

Uncle Nanjiang's complexion changed, "Qian'er, calm down, Han'er is indeed dead, I and Patriarch Feng have confirmed that he lost his pulse that day. How can we save him?"

Ye Qian staggered Nanjiang Guojiu's blocking hand, and said in a deep voice: "Others can't save you. Doctors in the world can't heal the dead, and they can't bring people back to life. But as long as the person died within three days, I, Nanjiang, can do it. Uncle, you I know."

Uncle Nanjiang was horrified when he heard the words, he couldn't believe it, "Qian'er, you...you want to use... the Nanjiang unique forbidden technique that can change your life?"

"Not bad!" Ye Qian nodded.

Uncle Nan Jiang's body trembled slightly, he suddenly took a step forward, stood in front of her, and said loudly, "No!"

"Uncle, Yun Muhan can die in countless ways, but he can't just leave me and commit suicide." Ye Qian's brows were determined, and the peak of her brows was covered with thick clouds, "Six years ago, because I defended the southern border, I fought against the night sky. Qingran played a mouse-and-cat game, and I lost! I didn’t get back the King of Mantras, and I lost Nan Lingrui. When I woke up and wanted to turn back, he had already turned around and didn’t want me anymore. I didn't want to lose Nan Lingrui after the bamboo basket fetched water in vain. I tried my best to keep Nanjiang, so I found Yun Muhan. But now Nanjiang has surrendered to Murong. The title of the country will be cancelled, and there will be no more southern borders. Southern borders are gone, and my father and king have already left me. I have no brothers and sisters. I have nothing but Yun Muhan. I lost once six years ago. How can I lose again? Even if he is dead, he must come back to life."

Nanjiang's uncle trembled, "Qian'er, the forbidden technique of the Nanjiang royal family, changing lives for life, has never been tested by anyone. You...you still have uncle and me."

(End of this chapter)