Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 161 Jiu Que's birthday is very important!

Qingyuan looked sadly at Qingyange who was lying on the soft bed, flipping through the storybook, and eating cakes happily.

Finally, she couldn't help but asked aloud: "Princess, right now the people in the capital are saying that you want to listen to the government behind the curtain and become the queen! They also spontaneously marched and demonstrated, wanting the emperor to expel you from the capital. No reaction at all?"

Qing Yange glanced at Qingyuan strangely, and gently lifted her pink and thin lips, "This mouth didn't grow on me, if I reacted, wouldn't they just say it?"

Qing Yuan wiped the sweat from her forehead, and stomped her feet anxiously, "Princess, you can clarify! If you don't do anything, you are acquiescing?"

Qingyange put down the notebook in his hand, stood up and sat up, stretched his waist, and said lazily: "Even if I say it, who will listen? Raising an army, walking very close to Prince Linyuan, these are indeed I did it all, what can I say?"

Qingyuan was indignant, her willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a thick Sichuan shape between her eyebrows. She said quickly: "Princess! If you didn't want to protect General Meng, you wouldn't support the army. If you didn't want to help the army People who want to fight for a legal identity don't need to take risks to expose this matter!"

Qingyuan grabbed the handkerchief and continued: "Princess, why should other people take over this good deed, but you should bear the blame!"

Qing Yange put on her shoes, walked up to Qing Yuan, stretched out her hand and patted Qing Yuan's shoulder lightly, and said earnestly: "I know you are doing it for my own good, and it is better to use actions instead of fighting back rumors with words." .”

Qingyuan's eyes lit up, and she asked cautiously: "Princess, do you have a countermeasure?"

The corners of Qingyange's mouth were curved, the dimples were shallow, and there were strands of light in the beautiful almond eyes. She said two words lightly, "No."

Qingyuan: "..."

"By the way, I asked you to find out where the doorman had been before he died. Did you find it?" Qing Yange asked aloud.

Qing Yuan nodded hurriedly, "I found it. After King Nan'an was taken away, the guest went to the tea house twice, the brothel three times, and the theater five times. He spent most of the rest of his time in the house."

Qing Yange's well-trimmed eyebrows raised, "Which teahouse? Which brothel? Where's the theater?"

Qingyuan took out the blueprint of the capital city from her bosom, pointed to the pattern on it, and said, "I went to the largest teahouse in Beijing, 'Quanlin Yage', and the three brothels went to different places. As for the theater, I heard that it was temporarily built by a grass-roots team, and it was suddenly closed some time ago."

Qing Yange rubbed her chin lightly with her fingers, thinking for a moment.

After a long time, she said, "Go to the theater and check."

"But the theater is closed... Those people also left the capital..." Qing Yuan frowned.

The corners of Qingyange's mouth were raised, and the thin lips that looked like cherry blossoms in March were slightly parted, "Why do you think this troupe suddenly opened, and why did Haoduanduan suddenly close?"

Qing Yuan shook her head.

The pleasant voice of Qingyange resounded leisurely, "Open, it's for the guests."

"Princess, you mean that the theater opened suddenly to deceive people. In fact, the diners didn't go to the theater to listen to the play, but to give the evidence to the theater troupe?" Qing Yuan asked in surprise.

"En." Qingyange nodded.

"Then I'll immediately send someone to find those members of the grass-roots team—"

Qingyuan said eagerly, but Qing Yange interrupted.

"No need, the two brothers of the Ying family that we can think of must have thought of it too."

"Could it be that General Fan and Second Young Master have already searched the theater? They even found the theater troupe in advance?"

Qing Yuan opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Qing Yange chuckled, "Yeah, they have already searched the theater. If I'm not wrong, all the troupe should be dead."

Qing Yuan took a step back subconsciously, "Princess, since this is the case, what are we going to do in theaters?"

Qing Yange closed her eyes and smiled lightly, "Because they didn't find any evidence."

"Princess, how do you know?" Qing Yuan's big eyes were full of confusion.

"If they found it, maybe they wouldn't be the first to create rumors." Qingyange replied calmly.

"So it was General Fan and Second Young Master who spread the rumor that you want to be the queen and take over the country?"

Qing Yange nodded, "So, go to the theater to search, there will be evidence."

"Princess, maybe the evidence was transferred in advance by the troupe?" Qing Yuan put forward a hypothesis.

Qing Yange's tone was leisurely, as clear as a curling spiritual spring, she said: "No, it's still in the theater. I've said it all, what we thought of, and the two brothers of the Ying family thought of it, presumably the disciples also thought of it." Already expected."

"What's more, Menke has been with Nan'an King for many years, and he has already figured out the temperament of the two brothers of the Ying family. He knows that the two of them are ruthless and cruel, and that Ying Fanfan is seriously suspicious. The most dangerous place is the safest place."

The words of Qingyange made Qingyuan Maosai suddenly enlightened, and she quickly responded: "Okay! Princess, I will have people surround the theater right away, and dig three feet to find the things!"

After Qingyuan finished speaking, she ran towards the outside of the palace with light steps.

Qing Yange called out, "Wait."

"What's the matter, princess?" Qing Yuan looked back in confusion.

"Jiu Que's birthday is the day after tomorrow, right?" Qingyan Ge Yingying's pupils shone brightly, and her pink and tender lips drew a beautiful arc.

"Yes, but princess, shouldn't our immediate priority be to find evidence?" Qing Yuan didn't understand why Qing Yange suddenly mentioned Jiu Que's birthday.

Qingyange walked to the window with strides, and the ray of sunlight shone on her body, casting a layer of golden light on her, half bright and half shadowy, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like vibrating A butterfly about to fly.

Looking at the already bare branches, the corner of her mouth lightly raised, "Because we can stand firm in Tiancang, relying on Jiuque."

"What?" Qing Yuan didn't know why.

Qing Yan sang and laughed like a spring breeze, "In other words, Jiu Que is our food and clothing parents, Qing Yuan! As long as Jiu Que is on our side, no matter how violent the people are, so what? will be expelled from Kyoto."

"So, Jiu Que's birthday is very important!"

Qing Yange said solemnly.

Qingyuan felt that Qing Yange's remarks were very reasonable, her head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, she quickly asked: "Then what do you want to do, princess?"

"Prepare a few things for me~" Qing Yange lowered his eyes like the bright moon in the sky, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

"What is it?" Qing Yuan asked.

Qing Yange beckoned, and Qing Yuan walked up to Qing Yange with small steps.

Qingyange leaned down, whispering in Qingyuan's ear.

Qingyuan's pupils dilated little by little, and her mouth was so surprised that she could stuff a goose egg into it.

Qing Yange's eyes curved, "Go~"

"Princess... are you serious?" Qing Yuan repeatedly confirmed.

(End of this chapter)