The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 203 Mr. Qingdu's Worries, Stop the Little Prince

Qing Moyan explained the matter to her subordinates for a long time, but she never saw Ru Xiaonan come back.

But he wasn't too worried, because he had secretly arranged for someone to watch Ru Xiaonan, no matter where she went, there would be dead soldiers following her secretly.

"Master Shaoqing, Mr. Qingdu is asking to see you." Someone outside the door reported.

Ru Xiaonan once told Qing Moyan about the gentleman in this library in private, so Qing Moyan was very impressed with him.

He obviously looks like a sick and weak scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, but it will give people an irresistible feeling.

Mr. Qingdu turned his wheelchair and entered the door.

"It's so late, what's the matter, sir?" Qing Moyan asked.

"It's about the little prince..." Mr. Qingdu frowned slightly, "He is my most proud student. I didn't want to come here to talk about it with Shaoqing, but he made mistakes again and again. I can’t just watch him go on like this.”

"What's the matter, little prince?"

"Did you know he hurt his finger?"

When Qing Moyan sent someone to investigate who had hurt their fingers, Yu Jingqi said that he hurt his hand because he helped Mr. Qingdu pack tools.

"Could it be that his injury...was fake?"

Mr. Qingdu said: "The injury is real, but when I helped him apply the medicine, I found that the color around the wound was a bit dark... It seemed to be caused by a second incision."

Qing Moyan looked at Changhen.

Chang Hen nodded calmly.

So Yu Jingqi really lied to them.

Qing Moyan didn't wait for Mr. Qingdu to continue, she stood up abruptly and went outside the door.

"Send someone to bring Ru Xiaonan back."

Mr. Qingdu turned his wheelchair and followed, "There's no need to look for it, it's urgent, you should hurry up and stop him from using the curse-killing technique again."

"What exactly does the little lord want to do?" Changhen asked in puzzlement.

Mr. Qingdu smiled faintly, and there seemed to be some bitterness in the smile, "He just wants to survive."

"Who wants to kill him?" Changhen asked.

"As a hostage, it's easy for anyone who wants to kill him, and what he did was just to protect himself."

"Self-protection? I think he is crazy." Qing Moyan pointed it out.

Mr. Qingdu was not annoyed, "One day he found an ancient book in the library, and he has been obsessed with it ever since. No matter how much I warned him, he would not listen, and I have no choice. I don't want to see him use magic to hurt people again."

"Did he set up the magic circle that prevents going down the mountain?" Qing Moyan asked.

"Yes, I probably know where his magic circle is hidden. You'd better go there quickly, if it's late..."

Before Mr. Qingdu finished speaking, several officials exclaimed at the same time, scars appeared on their bodies out of thin air, as if they were cut by an invisible knife.

"Hurry up, he wants to turn all of you into sacrifices to complete his greater curse-killing technique." Mr. Qingdu urged.

Qing Moyan quickly led people to the library, and Mr. Qingdu led the way. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, the speed of the wheelchair was not slow.

From time to time along the way, there are official poor health situations.

No one can stop this, and no one can predict who will be stabbed next.

"Who does the little prince want to kill with the biggest curse?" Qing Moyan asked again.

"Look at the lives and blood he needs...of course it's the one in the palace." Mr. Qingdu stubbornly refused to let Qing Moyan's people help him push the wheelchair, so he was a little panting along the way.

Qing Moyan's eyes shrank sharply.

The one in the palace, does the young prince want to kill the emperor?

He is really crazy, even if he kills the emperor, it will not do him any good, but his father may hold the military power because of it.

But the premise is that he and the prince should turn against each other, otherwise the prince would never give up the throne.

They had just arrived at the library when a dead man appeared in the darkness, ignoring everyone's surprised gazes, he knelt down in front of Qing Moyan.

"My son, my subordinate has neglected his duty, Miss Ru is missing."

Qing Moyan's heart sank, and even the screams of the officials around him from time to time seemed to be far away.

"Where did she disappear?" A bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart.

"The little prince took her to the library, and they went to the garden behind, but out of thin air...Miss Ru disappeared."

"What did they talk about?" Qing Moyan asked.

The dead man lowered his head, "I didn't hear it, but everything seemed normal, that is, before Miss Ru disappeared, she seemed to be about to pounce on the little prince, but she disappeared before taking half a step."

"Where's the little prince?" Qing Moyan asked sharply.

"He entered the library."

Qing Moyan waved her hand, Xuanyu resolutely led people into the study building.

Qing Moyan looked at the dead man kneeling in front of him, "Bring more people over there and guard the garden, no one is allowed to enter!"

In fact, what he wants to do most now is not to stop some little prince's crazy behavior, he just wants to get back what he lost.

Little thing, wait for me for a while, I will definitely bring you back.

No matter where you go.

Qing Moyan tossed her sleeves and entered the library.

The library was filled with a strong stench.

On the tall stairs, eight oil lamps were flickering on and off, and Jing Qi's figure loomed on the top floor.

"Prepare arrows." Qing Moyan ordered.

Although he doesn't understand these strange arts, after getting along with Ru Xiaonan for a long time, he roughly understands some methods.

If you want to stop the curse killing technique, you must first destroy the magic circle around Yu Jingqi.

Xuanyu led people to shoot arrows, and four of the eight oil lamps were shot out.

Yu Jingqi bent down and looked down, "Shaoqing, you came too late. I have already collected enough blood and life. The biggest curse has already begun. You should stop wasting your energy."

Everyone raised their heads and looked at Yu Jingqi who was standing upstairs.

"Little prince, do you really know what you are doing? There are no eggs under the overturned nest. You have shaken the foundation of my Yexia country by killing the nobles in the palace. Can military power beat the prince?"

While Qing Moyan was talking to Yu Jingqi, Xuanyu secretly led someone up the spiral staircase and kept approaching Yu Jingqi.

"You don't need to worry about the sick man of the crown prince." Yu Jingqi said quietly, "I will get rid of him as well. Soon, the entire court will be cleaned up. Although the price is a bit high, it's all worth it."

"Couriers will not submit to those who practice magic."

After hearing Qing Moyan's words, Yu Jingqi chuckled disdainfully, "Whether they submit or not, I can make them submit with my own strength. As long as I have the strength, even as a proton, I can turn things around, Mr. Shaoqing, You said, isn’t it like this? As long as you have strength, you can get everything, including what didn’t belong to you.”

Just when Xuanyu and the others were about to approach Jingqi, the ground suddenly trembled.

The black talisman held by Yu Jingqi's fingertips spontaneously ignited without fire.

All the people who approached him screamed and rolled down the stairs, and the blood gushing out from all over the body stained the entire staircase red.

"This doesn't belong to your power!" A clear and clear child's voice suddenly sounded outside the door of the study building, which sounded both familiar and exciting.

(End of this chapter)