It is precisely because of this that not to mention the forces behind Qiu Liangyi, but Qiu Liangyi’s own personality. Even if He Qin bullies him, the possibility of swallowing her anger is far higher than having a head-on conflict with her.
Zhu Xie Yulin paused when closing the door and asked, “Do you know what happened at that time?”
“I don’t know.” Lian Sicheng frowned and quickly continued, “But there were two soldiers nearby at that time, and later they were taken down by Ouyang Haoyue to do rituals. I’ll find someone for you?”
Zhu Xie Yulin nodded, “Let them wait for me in my room. I’ll go to the dungeon.”
Lian Sicheng then breathed a sigh of relief: “I’ll go now.”
Zhu Xie Yulin walked back with him and asked, “How is Ouyang Haoyue’s current condition?”
“Because Mr. Haoyue’s special identity is, no one dares to disrespect him. So, his current condition is… very good.”
Seeing that Lian Sicheng had a very difficult time thinking out the word “very good”, Zhu Xie Yulin smiled and said, “He is a child’s character. He was suddenly stabbed with his identity. Of course, he would be unhappy for a while.”
Lian Sicheng was stunned for a moment, suddenly leaned over, approached Zhu Xie Yulin, and whispered, “Is that right? If Mr. Haoyue did something, it would be understandable?”
Zhu Xie Yulin suddenly stopped and suddenly turned around and stared at Lian Sicheng. His eyes were not sharp, but deep, as if he could penetrate the hearts of the people, and was creepy.
Lian Sicheng was a little at a loss for a moment.
About half a quarter of an hour later, Zhu Xie Yulin suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Lian Sicheng’s eyes, and said slowly and clearly: “Who are you from Mu Yunqing?”
Lian Sicheng was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Zhu Xie Yulin smiled and said, “You are Mu Yunqing’s subordinate. No matter how good your private relationship is, in your relationship, the identity of subordinates is the first priority. And Ouyang Haoyue, he is Mu Yunqing’s childhood sweetheart.”
Lian Sicheng’s face looked a little ugly.
Zhu Xie Yulin smiled, slowed down his tone, and comforted him, “So, the responsibilities you assumed are different from him. What you need to do now is to stabilize the Northwest Army without Mu Yunqing, instead of thinking about some evil ways. Mu Yunqing protected you so well, and hesitated that he was the righteousness of yours. Don’t let him down.”
Lian Sicheng stood there: “What about you?”
Zhu Xie Yulin didn’t look at her this time, and his eyes were rarely empty. He quickly came to his senses: “I’ll accompany him to the capital.”
Lian Sicheng’s expression was very strange. After he hesitating for a while, he knelt on one knee, and solemnly said to Zhu Xie Yulin, “Please protect the general with the military advisor Zhu Xie Yulin!”
Zhu Xie Yulin looked at the man with a straight back in front of him, and looked straight at the man with his back straight in front of him.The corners of the mouth slowly raised.
If you don’t look at this scene, how similar this sentence is.
Because of Yu Zhuzheng’s order, she came to the northwest border with the task of protecting or surveilling Mu Yunqing. Now, she accompanied Mu Yunqing back to the capital with the task of protecting Mu Yunqing.
Zhu Xie Yulin stood in the dungeon, looked at the dim light around him, and lowered his head and laughed sarcastically.
Things are different and people are not enough. This is the case.
But I don’t know if it’s Mu Yunqing or his substitute Liu Zhao compared to the last time she came in.
After Zhu Xie Yulin shook his head and refused to lead the prisoner, he passed a corner and saw the man in white sitting on the haystack behind the railing with a faint expression.
Compared with the temperature of dripping water in the desert, Mu Yunqing was only wearing a single dress, and the white dress was fluttering, which was obviously not very thick. This made Zhu Xie Yulin a little worried. What if this guy gets typhoid?
Someone was standing in front of the dungeon, and the light in the prison became obviously dimmed a little. Mu Yunqing raised his eyes slightly and saw Zhu Xie and Yulin standing at the door with a worried look on his face, frowning slightly.
He looked at her with a focused look and a little guilty: “After you were with me, you frowned a lot more times and time.”
Zhu Xie Yulin blinked, not knowing how to answer.
Mu Yunqing continued, “If you are by my side, I can’t promise you peace and happiness…”
“What do you mean by Mu Yunqing?” Zhu Xie Yulin frowned, then quickly let go of his brows, and his tone was unhappy, “When did I follow you? And to be safe and happy, I can’t create myself, I can only rely on you? Who do you think you are?”
Mu Yunqing bent his eyes slightly, as if he was very happy: “Apart from the arrangement of war, you rarely say such long words to me.”
Zhu Xie Yulin rolled his eyes and tried his best to keep himself calm: “I will accompany you to Beijing. It is undeniable that with you, the peace in the northwest can be guaranteed. The reason for Li State to provoke the war this time is very strange. If we don’t understand it, we will be more passive.”
“You want to say, would you choose to stand on my side without any selfishness?” Mu Yunqing smiled happily.
Zhu Xie Yulin nodded decisively: “Don’t inform me when you leave, I will follow you secretly. Don’t worry.”
Mu Yunqing watched Zhu Xie Yulin leave in unison, picked the corners of his mouth, and finally pressed it down, his beautiful thin lips tightly pursed into a line, and his eyes were solemn.
At this time, the ground next to the haystack suddenly vibrated slightly, and the originally tight floor was lifted up in a neat crack –
It was a secret passage that even Zhu Xie Yulin didn’t know.
Liu Zhao’s deep face showed half of his face and asked in a low voice: “General, do we have to reduce the personnel we arranged?”
On the one hand, when Zhu Xie Yulin came forward to escort Mu Yunqing, Song Yexiu would take some care of it; on the other hand, Mu Yunqing did not believe Zhu Xie Yulin as much as he appeared on the surface, and probably wouldn’t be happy to let her understand the situation of her dead soldier.
Mu Yunqing lowered his eyelids. In the dim light, Liu Zhao couldn’t see his eyes clearly, but he could feel that Mu Yunqing was in an extremely bad mood.