His voice paused, and there was a sinister meaning in his eyes, "But if she touches my plating wire, I won't let her have an easy time."
Qingcang is her bottom line, no matter who touches it, they will meet the gods and kill the gods.
Shen Nianqing is grateful for her daughter's generosity and tolerance, and at the same time feels happy for her daughter's happiness.
Thinking of her niece in a blink of an eye, she sighed, "I know, I will advise her. She is also a smart person, how can she be confused about this kind of thing?"
Aorong didn't understand why she was so persistent. After guessing for a while, he came to the conclusion, "Maybe wealth is charming."
This matter has come to an end, and Aorong concentrates on investigating the assassination of Qingcang.
But before she could find out the mastermind behind the scenes, an urgent tip made them jump.
The three families of Beiwangfu and Hexi and Hedong formed an alliance and gathered an army of 300,000. They were trying to get closer to the Nanping border, forming a three-sided gathering trend.
But now the King of Nanping was seriously injured, and it was difficult to even stand up. He could not withstand the long journey. Nanping was leaderless, and the courtiers were in a mess, and they were at a loss.
Qingcang's face was so ugly that he couldn't describe it in words, "No, I want to rush to the front line to take command."
Their calculations were so precise that there is no need to investigate this assassination. They must have planned it together. If it was successful yesterday, then Nanping would be a fat sheep for them to slaughter.
Aorong scolded in distress, "How can you move like this? Do you want to die? Have you forgotten what the doctor said?"
She gritted her teeth with hatred in her heart. The design of those bastards was so sophisticated that they were caught off guard. If this tip had not been reported in time, they would have had to wait until they came to the city to wake up from a dream.
Qing Cang struggled to sit up, worried, "Your health is a trivial matter. If the border is lost, our Nanping people will be in great trouble."
The sweat on his forehead started pouring out crazily whenever he moved his body. How could he move like this?
Aorong sighed silently and refused to argue with him on this topic, "Even if you have this intention, can you take care of it?"
Qingcang felt uncertain, but he couldn't help but feel discouraged. He gritted his teeth and said, "I can command three aspects..."
Aorong was silent for a long time, "Your body is not good enough. If you can't withstand such a huge consumption, let me make the decision."