Chu Qingge did not answer but asked: "Who is the financial backer behind you? Will you tell me?"
If she can't tell, what's the use of being curious?
But unexpectedly, Mu Yuan actually told the truth: "I don't know, I just know that I want to send you to Northern Qin."
"Northern Qin?" Chu Qingge narrowed her eyes and suddenly smiled: "Could it be that I designed to defeat you last time? They can't afford to lose and want to take me back?"
She looked at Mu Yuan again: "Hey, do you know? I am a hero of the Chu State. I made great contributions in the battle of Mocheng. Now you are harming the loyal ministers of the Chu State."
However, Chu Qingge did not intend to discuss this issue further with him.
Who doesn’t know that Prince Li defeated the Northern Qin army in the battle of Mocheng?
Who would believe that she, a proud and noble princess, could still make achievements in the battle?
Chu Qingge yawned, stood up on the chair, and slowly walked to the big bed.
"You people are all ungrateful. You ask me to save people when you need them. When you don't, you are always eager to kill me."
She walked to the bed and sat down, then lay down and pulled the quilt over herself.
The words were very indifferent, as if he was complaining, or just mumbling.
Nothing to complain about either.
Not long after, she snored slightly, and she fell asleep peacefully.
He looked very tired.
Mu Yuan stood in the room, his body slightly stiff.
It wasn't until he was sure that she had really fallen asleep that he left the room and closed the door behind him.
There are rumors that during the Battle of Mocheng, the Ninth Princess led the soldiers to shoot down the flying men of the Northern Qin Dynasty, and even planned to cause chaos in the Northern Qin military camp.
He didn't believe it before.
To be honest, who wants to believe it? A delicate princess raised in a deep palace!
But now, I don’t know why, my belief is a little shaken...
"Young village master." In the yard, Xianglan and the second master were waiting.
Mu Yuan hesitated for a moment before walking over.
"Young village leader, do you really want her to stay in there by herself? What if she escapes..."
"Do you think a person who drank the entire bowl of Cartilage Powder Decoction can escape?" Mu Yuan's eyes darkened slightly.
Xianglan bit her lower lip, still feeling dissatisfied: "She is a cunning woman."
It must be!
What stupidity? No, it was definitely an act. She suddenly felt threatened.
Mu Yuan ignored her and just looked at the second master.
The second master said: "The first master's injuries are getting more and more serious. We need money to buy expensive medicinal materials and food..."
He sighed lightly: "I know that if the young village master is asked to do such a thing, the young village master must feel uncomfortable, but...but the people from the Black Wolf Gang may come again at any time, and everyone's life will be really difficult.
"
"Young Village Master, as long as this is done, the lives of the brothers will be better, and the master will be able to afford good medicinal materials. We must do this!"
Mu Yuan said nothing.
Now it is not a question of whether it is necessary or not, but that he has already brought people back.
Everything has been done, even if it is not done.
"I'm going to see my adoptive father." He walked towards the room far away.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly looked back at Xianglan: "Go prepare some sweet-scented osmanthus cake and deliver it to the princess's room early tomorrow morning, and..."
Qinglu tea...Oh, I have a bit of a headache.
He said: "Go and collect some morning dew in the early morning. I want to use it."
"Young village master, she..."
"Sending the princess to Northern Qin in exchange for silver is not a just thing."
Mu Yuan's eyes were a bit gloomy. In the final analysis, it was all due to helplessness.
This was really not what he wanted.
"Xianglan, don't embarrass her. Whatever the princess needs, just follow her."
