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Trap, disgusting myself 5

Seeing that Mu Qing's wedding day was approaching, Baili Feiyue was really busy these days, and since there was no progress and she was not feeling well mentally, she sent someone to send a message to Mu Qing and invited her out for tea.

Mu Qing's face was now flushed, "I can't see you these days. Why do you feel so busy than me, who is about to get married?"

He looked around again and lowered his voice and said, "I heard that you released Princess Jing'an and took her to the Regent's Palace?"

Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows, "You are quite well-informed." This matter was not publicized in a big way, it could even be said to be done quietly.

"You also know that our Mu family still has some sources of information." Mu Qing frowned slightly, "Even if you don't come to me today, I will still come to you."

Then he reminded, "I got the news about Princess Jing'an this morning. It is estimated that many interested people in the capital know about it. You and the regent should keep a close eye on them."

"And..." Mu Qing leaned closer and lowered his voice, "My uncle sent news about the treasure map related to Jiu'er. He said that there was someone who was quite powerful in the world.

The martial arts family is going to hold a hero convention. Guess where that martial arts family is going to hold it?"

"Where?" Baili Feiyue really couldn't guess.

"In General Ling's hometown, Lingcheng!"

Baili Feiyue has never been to Lingcheng and has no impression of it. She has been in Kyoto since she was born.

Mu Qing added, "Although that martial arts family has a branch in Lingcheng, I always feel that it's not such a coincidence. The most important thing is that my uncle said that the gimmicks secretly thrown by this family are clues to the treasure map!

"

Baili Feiyue's eyes darkened a bit, "There are many people and forces who use the so-called treasure map clues as a gimmick, but the news that your uncle can tell you deliberately and let you convey to me is definitely different.

Normally. Thank you uncle for me."

"There's no need to talk about this between the two of us." Mu Qing waved his hands carelessly, "Besides, my uncle doesn't do it for the sake of us being friends, but for your mother's sake."

Baili Feiyue said seriously, "No matter whose sake it is, I will remember this kindness."

After parting ways with Mu Qing, Baili Feiyue went directly back to the Regent's Palace.

As soon as she returned and stepped into the mansion, Grandma Kang, who had been waiting behind the mansion for a long time, plopped down and knelt down in front of her.

"Princess, I really don't have the face to beg you, but I can't just watch Jing'an die..." She kowtowed on the ground. She exerted such force that her head was broken and blood flowed instantly.

Baili Feiyue was shocked by this unexpected scene.

"Mrs. Kang, what are you doing? If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it first."

"I'm so shameless. Just let me kneel down..."

Baili Feiyue scolded Grandma Kang's two attendants directly, "What are you doing? Why don't you help Mrs. Kang get up!"

The two men quickly went to help Mother Kang get up.

"Mrs. Kang, let them take you down to deal with the wound on your forehead first. I'll wait for you in the living room. If you need anything, come to the living room and tell me after you've taken care of it."

"This little injury of the old slave is nothing. Princess, the situation is urgent, please spare Jing'an's life!"

"I don't understand what you are saying. Mrs. Kang, do you mean that Princess Jing'an has caused some big trouble? Even if she causes a huge disaster, I still can't figure it out until the poison between her and Changsun Wuji is solved.

I will protect her life at all costs. You don’t have to ask me."

Mother Kang's elegance was gone now, and she said in a panic, "No, no. Princess, you know the methods of His Highness the Regent. Jing'an will not die, but she will live worse than death. I, I really can't bear it...

"

Baili Feiyue sighed, "If you don't go back to deal with the wound, why don't you sit down with me somewhere and talk slowly."

Aunt Kang seemed to have finally regained some sense, "Yes, yes. It's the old slave who is so unsightly."

When Mother Kang and Baili Feiyue found a nearby place to sit down, Baili Feiyue took out a small packet of medicinal powder and said, "You two, clean and treat Mrs. Kang's wound, and then apply this medicine."

The two maids were very smart and quickly cleaned up for Mrs. Kang.

Mrs. Kang's aged eyes shed two drops of turbid tears, and she said with a slightly trembling face, "Thank you, Princess."

"It's just a little powder to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation, it's nothing. Tell me slowly what is going on."

When she really wanted to say it, Mrs. Kang became completely embarrassed.

However, in order to prevent Jing An from being worse off than death, he still had to speak out.

"Princess, you always leave in disguise every day when you leave the palace. I don't know that I have asked Yinqiao to watch your every move in Jing'an!"

"Today, Princess, after you examined Jing'an and the Prince Regent, Jing'an went back to the courtyard where she lives. Because she didn't like to see the old slave, the old slave didn't bother her anymore in the past few days. Who knows, who knows

...About an hour later, someone came to tell me that Jing'an had offended His Royal Highness the Regent!"

Although she knew that no matter how she offended, most of the offenders were fake Xiang Yang, but she still had to show the attitude she needed to show. So Baili Feiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and her tone became more intense and unpredictable, "

What an offensive law."

"Jing'an, she...she went the same way as last time..." At this point, Mother Kang was so shameless that she almost didn't dare to look at Baili Feiyue.

"Lao Lu...means Princess Jing'an sent herself to the bed of her eldest grandson Wuji again?"

Aunt Kang's expression became even more embarrassing, "It's all the old slave's fault. The old slave never taught her anything since she was a child... It's all the old slave's fault..."

Baili Feiyue's face turned a little colder, "Mrs. Kang, please go back to the courtyard to rest first, and I'll go check out the situation inside. But don't worry, Princess Jing'an's life should be safe no matter what."

He didn't look at Aunt Kang before he finished speaking, and left straight away.

Baili Feiyue returned to the palace courtyard where she lived with her eldest grandson Wuji, and saw the guards kneeling on the ground outside the palace courtyard.

Baili Feiyue walked directly through the guards, walked in, and met the eyes of Changsun Wuji's disguised Xiang Yang.

Baili Feiyue gave him a questioning look.

The eldest grandson Wuji curled his lips and said, "Princess, the Lord is waiting for you in the study."

"You come in with me."

Xiang Yang in the study saw Baili Feiyue and Changsun Wuji coming in together, and quickly stood up and saluted.

Baili Feiyue didn't care so much now and squeezed Changsun Wuji's hand, "What's going on?"

Xiang Yang coughed and said, "Princess, let your subordinates do the talking."

Although he felt disgusted when talking about that woman. The Lord was obviously too lazy to talk about such a woman, so he might as well do it himself!

I am such a considerate and capable guard!

Baili Feiyue understood clearly in Xiangyang's clear and concise narration.

Princess Jing'an has been cooperating obediently these days, but secretly she has been paying attention to the time and movements of her going out every day.

After she left the palace today, Princess Jing'an took Yinqiao to fight back.

Because Princess Jing'an said that she suddenly felt strange, and she didn't know if it was related to poison, she came in to report to the regent and princess.

And because Baili Feiyue said before that if there is anything strange about your body, you can report it at any time.

The guards didn't stop him.

So Princess Jing'an performed the same show of throwing herself into her arms as before.

Of course, I threw myself into the embrace of the sun.

Baili Feiyue pressed her temples and asked, "What on earth do Princess Jing'an think?"

Xiang Yang is still covered in goosebumps, "My subordinates also want to know."

I've done it once before. Did you forget what happened in the end so quickly?

Where did Princess Jing'an get her confidence? Do you think the Lord would treat her differently if she threw herself into his arms again?

Could it be that the lord I have been pretending to be these days has given Princess Jing'an such an illusion...

Xiang Yang's scalp felt numb again.

Baili Feiyue wanted to know what Changsun Wuji thought more than what Princess Jing'an thought.

She stared at the man who had already sat down over there, and said with a sinister smile, "Tell me, my Lord Regent. You let someone deliberately let Princess Jing'an in, and now you make Xiang Yang act like he wants to deal with Princess Jing'an. In the end,

What do you want?" (To be continued)


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