Rebirth Of A Mercenary

Jingyang was a little surprised when he saw general Murong, but then he recovered his composure, saluted, and said respectfully and politely, "Hello, uncle Murong."

"It was Princess Jingyang. The old minister was rude." Murong Xiong smiled politely, but his face was obviously not very good-looking. He glanced at the embarrassed Su Qiye and hesitated, "this... What happened?"

Jingyang's smile also froze with this. Up to now, she is reasonable and unclear. If she didn't push it, it would seem too small in full view of the public, so you and she showed a very sorry expression and said, "Jingyang accidentally pushed the girl. I'm really sorry." then Jingyang took the initiative to squat down, Want to help Su Qiye up.

"No... don't..." however, Su Qiye didn't buy it at all. The whole person couldn't help shrinking back and trembling with fear.

Jingyang was stunned. She clearly didn't do anything. Why did she

Her hands were embarrassed in the air and looked at her at a loss.

"Murong Yu, what's going on?!" Murong Xiong shouted although he knew it.

"Father, I have nothing to say about this. I just want Princess Jingyang to spare ye'er's life." Murong Yu said in a deep voice. Obviously, he already knew what Su Qiye's purpose was and began to speak in order.

While talking, he coldly picked up the painful Su Qiye and turned to leave. However, when he was about to leave, he looked back at Princess Jingyang. There was an obvious sense of blame in his eyes, but he was silent because he couldn't say.

Jingyang has such a big black pot on his back. It can be said that there are 100 mouths that can't be explained clearly. He can only say goodbye bitterly.

Murong Xiong stroked his beard and looked at all this lightly, without any emotion. After all, he has been in the Imperial Hall for so many years. He naturally knows everything about Su Qiye Murong Yu, but this is the result he wants. If you don't have a bad relationship with the king of Jin, you won't marry him. In this way, you can protect yourself.

However, after what happened today, Murong Xiong was somewhat curious about the woman brought back by Murong Yu. Of course, it was not just the woman's life experience.

Murong Yu walks out of the hall with Su Qiye in his arms. When he can't see anyone, Su Qiye makes a little money and wants to get down from Murong Yu. After all, he has nothing to do. After all, being held by others is still too publicity.

"What are you doing?" Murong Yu glared at her and motioned her to be calm.

"Well, if men and women don't give and receive, you'd better let me down. Jingyang has gone." Su Qiye was so embarrassed by his domineering eyes. After all, she is only a servant girl now. When others see her, it's inevitable to say something again.

Murong Yu didn't want to make too much publicity or annoy her. He finally put her down, but his eyes focused on her and looked up and down.

"Jingyang has suffered a small loss today. I don't think he will come again, but I'm afraid your father won't let me go so easily..." Su Qiye said with a wry smile and took out the cotton pad from his stomach and threw it to cui'er.

"My father is all right. He certainly won't interfere. So, go back and have a good rest." Murong Yu looked at her sweating face. After all, she couldn't bear to stand in the sun, so he said stiffly, "come on, send more ice to the girl's room."

Su Qiye was very grateful for this. Looking at the bright sun, it was really uncomfortable in ancient times without fans and air conditioning.

He quickened his pace and returned to the room. Su Qiye lay on the bamboo mat, stuffed a piece of ice into his mouth and began to chew.

"Cui'er, tell me more about Prince Jing you heard these days. Why did he suddenly appear and why he was so favored by the little emperor." Su Qiye asked lazily while chewing ice.

"What can I do for you? Prince Jing was the most handsome, charming and intelligent prince among all the princes, but he was not a high-ranking prince, and he was very low-key. He had a very good relationship with his Majesty in those years. Now his majesty is young and just ascended the throne, and he should appear to help his majesty." cui'er said impatiently, The look in Su Qiye's eyes was full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Seeing her pathetic appearance, Su Qiye couldn't help waving to her, stuffed an ice block into her mouth, and then said, "you know I'm not talking about this. I want to know why he suddenly disappeared in those years, and now he suddenly comes back. Doesn't anyone doubt that his identity is abnormal?"

"In fact, I don't know why he disappeared, but I heard a sister in the yard say that King Jing disappeared probably because of a woman... Trapped by love!" cui'er's black eyes began to turn around and said carefully.

As soon as Su Qiye saw her expression, he knew that the news could not be true. Although he knew it clearly, he didn't say it, but asked with great interest, "what else? Has his character changed from before?"

"Well... It's said that King Jing looks better now than before, but he's still as modest and polite... He's the ideal husband in his dream..." cui'er couldn't help but show her look of flower infatuation, and the whole person was infatuated.

Has it become more beautiful

Su Qiye narrowed her eyes slightly. To tell the truth, she really didn't believe that the prince who had been missing for so long would suddenly appear at this time, and the purpose was not to seek power, but to help her brother wholeheartedly. If King Jing doesn't have any ambition, he shouldn't come back after he left, and he still comes back at this critical period. If he wanted the throne, he should never have disappeared or left.

I don't know why, there is always a strange feeling in her heart. She can't help but doubt that this king of scenery is not a real king of scenery. It is likely that someone disguised it. As for the disguised person... I don't know.

"When you say so, I want to see the legendary king of scenery. I don't know what to do?" Su Qiye said faintly.

Cui'er didn't have any power to parry at all, so she was fooled directly. She nodded frantically and said, "yes, yes, if I could see King Jing... If only I could be lucky to serve the young general closely..."

"Hmm? Personal service?"

"Yes, there will be a palace banquet tonight. Young general wants to see the new emperor and needs to bring his servant girl. King Jing will be there and can see him." Cui er said directly without thinking.

"I see..." Su Qiye's lips unconsciously aroused a shallow smile, looked at cui'er and sighed helplessly, "poor cui'er, I'm afraid I can't serve Murong Yu."

"Ye Er, you said it would be nice if King Jing could come to our general's house, so that I could see him... If I could see him, I would look like when I dreamed."

Su Qiye looked at the silly look of the little girl. She could not help laughing. She smiled even more in her eyes and said firmly, "don't worry, he will come."

After a little rest, Su Qiye couldn't sit still. She got up and began to prepare. No matter whether Murong Yu took personal attendants or not tonight, she had to find a way to see the king, not only to dispel her doubts, but also more importantly, she had to test what the king wanted to do and whether she would do anything harmful to her plan.

Although she doesn't know what will happen tonight, she knows very well what it means to be prepared. After driving cui'er out of the room, Su Qiye began to tidy up what he needed and began to be fully armed. Today, she is absolutely not allowed to happen in the previous boat. If she can, she even wants to kill Lian Qiansu directly at the Palace Banquet.

Silver needle, poison, dagger, rope, antidote, silver... Su Qiye checked again and again to make sure that everything he needed was ready, and just walked out of the room in light.

It was still sunny. Seeing that it was still early at this time, Su Qiye was ready to find Murong Yu.

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The little emperor is in a bad mood today. After he ascends the throne, he will be the real emperor. At the same time, he will face more doubts and pressure.

Now, the biggest source of pressure is the gorgeous woman with a gorgeous face. Although she is not queen, she now controls almost half of the royal palaces. The officials in the palace basically obey her, and everywhere is her eyeliner. What he does is not able to escape her control.

"See your mother," he said, bowing to the woman after all.

Lian Qiansu looked at the young and tender little emperor with a look of contempt in her eyes, but she soon covered it up and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is the real Emperor today. You can't be careless in the future." then she went forward to smooth the wrinkles on his shoulder herself.

"My son and I remember my mother's teachings." there was no expression on Dongling Ruisheng's face, but his words were very respectful.

"Tonight's Palace Banquet is a great opportunity for your majesty to show in front of the ministers, but you should seize it. At that time, you should reward and win over. You must not be careless and casual. My mother feels that today's prime minister Su is diligent, but he has been ignored for some time because of some scandals at home. Your majesty should be comforted." Even thousands of bright red nails gently brushed the skirt in front of him and said it casually, but there was a sharp chill in his eyes.

Ruisheng of Dongling bowed his head and said nothing. His heart was suddenly cold and his eyes twinkled.

What does Lian Qiansu mean by saying so to him? Why did she say that... What did she want to do?

"Your Majesty, it doesn't bode well for your highness King Jin to rush back to Beijing without a decree. Your majesty can't just forget it, even if he is your Majesty's uncle..." Lian Qiansu continued slowly.

"What the mother said was that the children knew." Dongling Ruisheng's heart became colder and colder. He just saw Dongling sacrifice. Even Qiansu knew it in an instant. It can be seen how well she was informed.

Of course, he knew how serious it was for the fan king to return to Beijing, but now how dare he easily provoke Dongling sacrifice? He dared not provoke anyone.