The shrew of time travel

Chapter 810 How many people expect you to be unlucky? !
Seeing the figures of the two gradually drifting away, Mu Weichen appeared on this side with a slightly gloomy expression.

Just ask which man can feel comfortable seeing his woman mingle with other 'men'.

"Qin Huai, have you checked everything out? Is she the one who disturbed the peace in the barracks recently?"

After a while, Mu Weichen asked with a gloomy face.

Although the word "she" was not stated clearly, both of them obviously knew it well.

"Yes, the culprit who caused repeated deaths in the army is precisely this woman...Nowadays, people in the military camp are already in panic, but...there is a relationship with Madam..."

Qin Huai's words raised Mu Weichen's anger a little further, "Relationship? What's the relationship?! The emperor breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people!"

Liangliang's words blurted out, and it was obvious that Mu Weichen was really angry.

However, Mu Weichen breathed a sigh of relief the next moment, "You don't need to interfere in this matter, just wait for my news."

Although Mu Weichen did not say that he would punish Du Ziyu immediately, his words already showed his attitude.

Not dealing with it at this moment is just to take care of Madam's affection, just for fear of hurting the harmony between husband and wife, it's not that he doesn't take this matter to heart, so... that's enough...

"Yes." Qin Huai replied in a low voice, with some clarity in his voice.

It's not that Mu Weichen didn't pay attention to this subtle difference, on the contrary, at this moment, his mind is sharper than usual.

But right now, there are still many things to be determined...

Because of this echo in Mu Weichen's ears, he just pretended not to care, instead he turned his eyes to the direction where the two left, with a look full of thoughts...

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Let's say that Mu Si, under the leadership of Du Ziyu, walked around the two acres of land, and his heart trembled with excitement.

"With these seedlings, we will be able to breed soon. At that time, as long as we cultivate well, we will no longer have to suffer from cold and hunger in the Northwest! Even the Central Plains can't move us! Cotton and grain are our reliance! "

Looking at those young seedlings, Mu Si seemed to have seen the white cotton and the grand future of the Northwest.

But where Du Ziyu was, it was doomed that Mu Si's dream would not be so beautiful.As soon as Xiangmu Si finished speaking, Du Ziyu couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on it.

"Naive! Don't even think about it. Now that everyone in this army is staring at you, you just treasure these little seedlings. They... may not grow to produce cotton..."

Du Ziyu's words directly stepped on Mu Si's painful feet, and the person who was happy to jump high was stunned when he heard these words.

Even if the possibility Du Ziyu said cannot be ruled out at present, Mu Si subconsciously does not want to suspect that someone in the Northwest Army has such intentions, and immediately retorts:
"Stop talking nonsense! If you talk about other things, that's fine, even if you say who cares about my life, I have nothing to say. But this cotton... it's for the northwest!"

Mu Si's eyes were wide open, and he stared at Du Ziyu without flickering. He just stared at him helplessly, as if he was waiting for Du Ziyu to give her a negative answer.

But obviously, Du Ziyu didn't have this plan. Not only did he not follow Mu Si's wish, but he opened and closed his thin lips a few times, and directly put the bloody truth in front of his eyes, "Don't forget, now, openly and secretly, I don't know how many people are looking forward to bad luck in the northwest!"

(End of this chapter)