Le Qian was confused. Previously, the troublemaker humiliated He Ping, Zhuo Mufeng asked him to protect him, and now he asked him to protect He Ping who captured Qin Keqing?
Zhuo Mufeng said: "There are some things that I won't be able to explain clearly for a while. I'll explain it to the senior when I have an opportunity."
Seeing that Leqian was silent for a moment, he nodded. Zhuo Mufeng picked up the wine glass again and walked towards the Eighth Prince. At this time, everyone was drinking and drinking, and his actions were not too eye-catching.
"Your Highness, I would like to propose a toast to you." Zhuo Mufeng said with a smile.
The Eighth Prince wished he could smash this guy's face with a punch, and said with disgust: "Mu Feng has won glory for Dong Zhou, it's me who should respect you."
The two of them each have their own secrets, but on the surface they are happy.
After drinking, Zhuo Mufeng suddenly said: "Your Majesty, that He Ping arrested Aunt Qin and damaged my face in Dongzhou, why didn't you arrest him?"
The Eighth Prince was stunned and said: "The ceremony will be over tomorrow. If we arrest people tonight, I am afraid that it will not look good on the Northern Qi Dynasty, and there will be many twists and turns. Don't worry, I will not let anyone dare to invade my people from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."
Pass!"
Zhuo Mufeng gave a thumbs up and said that the prince is wise, and then said with an uneasy look on his face: "Your Majesty is thoughtful, but Zhuo is very suspicious of He Ping's motive for arresting Aunt Qin.
Last time Aunt Qin went to Tianhaimen as an envoy, she had a conflict with He Ping. That guy was probably out of revenge. My lord, didn’t Tianhaimen secretly defect to me, Dongzhou? What he is doing now is completely disrespectful to Dongzhou!
"
The Eighth Prince was tired of hearing Zhuo Mufeng's words no matter how many times he said it, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that what the other party said made sense.
To be honest, the Eighth Prince was extremely angry about what He Ping had done, but he did not want to give Zhuo Mufeng face. He waved his hand and said, "Whether He Ping caught Qin Keqing or not is just a one-sided statement by the troublemaker. We must wait for evidence."
Just have enough. You don’t have to worry about this."
What this means is, do whatever you have to do and take a break.
Zhuo Mufeng chuckled and said no more. He made an excuse and returned to his original position, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. After this test, he was sure that the Eighth Prince had no good intentions towards him.
He didn't know where he had offended the other party, but since he had always stood upright, it must be the other party's problem, so there was nothing to say.
He encouraged the Eighth Prince to take action, not only to test the other party, but also because he was really worried about He Ping's safety. With Yue Mingxi's viciousness, now that He Ping was exposed, he would definitely not be allowed to live for too long.
What he had to do was to strike first. Only by controlling He Ping could the Moko Cult be able to make the Moko Sect avoid doing anything to him. After thinking about it, Zhuo Mufeng said a few more words to Le Qian. Le Qian could hear it.
I was surprised and uncertain, but finally nodded and agreed.
The celebration banquet was held until midnight, and everyone returned to their tents to rest, waiting for the departure to return to the imperial city tomorrow.
But there was one person who was still uneasy, and he was He Ping.
What Zhuo Mufeng could think of, He Ping, as the person in charge, could of course also think of it. If it weren't for the troublemaker, Yue Mingxi wouldn't have taken action against him, but now that he has been exposed, it is hard to say what happened.
When it comes to the reputation of the Moko Sect, no one knows whether Zhuo Mufeng will act recklessly. In this case, let alone the fact that he is just a thorn in the side of the Moko Sect, no matter how high his status is, it will not be safe.
After returning to the tent, He Ping walked back and forth, feeling extremely uneasy. Tianhaimen had already surrendered to the Moko Sect and was unable to protect him. But should he crane his neck and wait for Yue Mingxi's decision?
No, he doesn't want to die yet, let alone put his life in the hands of others!
Thinking of the white-clothed figure in his mind, He Ping gritted his teeth, and a look of determination suddenly appeared on his face. Since his tent was set up in various sects in the South China Sea, Yue Mingxi's martial arts was not strong enough to sneak in secretly, so it was still safe tonight.
It's the next day's hour.
The army was ready to go, the tents were dismantled, and everyone set out on their way back to the imperial city.
He Ping, who is usually solitary, somehow managed to get together with the masters of various sects in the South China Sea today. He would follow them wherever they went. He insisted on finding a topic to talk about when there was no topic, which made the masters of the South China Sea all around.
Whisper.
After what happened last night, although it has not been confirmed yet, everyone finally feels a little strange about this young master of Tianhaimen. However, due to his identity, he has to make concessions with him.
The only thing that embarrassed everyone was that Yuchi Zhenzhen, a woman who was used to being straightforward, made no secret of her wariness towards He Ping and pulled her daughter far away.
He Ping didn't care. Safety was the most important thing at this time. He frequently received glances and gestures from Yue Mingxi, who invited him to talk in secret.
He Ping knew that if he did not go, he would be indicating his attitude to Yue Mingxi, which would not be conducive to his subsequent escape. But he really did not dare to take the risk, so he mustered up the courage to pretend that he had not seen it.
"Seeking death!" Yue Mingxi was already in a bad mood, and seeing that He Ping dared to have evil thoughts, a strong murderous intention arose in his heart, and he stopped caring about him.
The interaction between the two fell into Zhuo Mufeng's eyes. This guy confirmed his guess, and he knew more and more that he had to act as soon as possible.
After spending most of the day, the group returned to the imperial city in great force. The Emperor of Northern Qi Dynasty granted permission for everyone to return to their respective homes without entering the palace. Everyone thanked them and dispersed.
He Ping grabbed a few Nanhai masters and said that he wanted to invite a few people to drink. The faces of those people were very strange.
One of them said half-jokingly: "He Shao Clan Master, could it be that you really kidnapped Qin Keqing and were afraid of Eastern Zhou's revenge, so you dragged us along?"
He Ping pretended to be angry and said: "The pure will themselves be pure. He has always acted with a clear conscience. Do you not believe me?"
Of course they said no. During the conversation, several masters from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty led by Cen Gang walked over. Cen Gang looked at He Ping and said: "Master He, my prince has invited you."
He Ping's heart trembled. Now that he had offended Yue Mingxi, if he offended the Eighth Prince again in person, he would not have to run away. However, after thinking about it, this seemed to be an opportunity, so he forced a smile and said: "It must be because of the previous misunderstanding, whatever.
He is about to explain."
Cen Gang nodded and led He Ping back to Qingsong Villa.
…
The three people guarding Qin Keqing were all masters of the Moko Cult. Zhuo Mufeng had no time to notify Barong and Fang Xiaodie, so he was a step too late and the three corpses had been removed.
When Zhuo Mufeng found a free time and came to the inn, he finally saw Qin Keqing who had regained consciousness, and said hurriedly: "Aunt Qin, I am the one who has caused you trouble this time." He quietly explored the other party and found that Qin Keqing still maintained her posture.
Being a virgin, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Keqing glared at him resentfully. Knowing that she was captured by He Ping, she guessed that it was an innocent disaster. However, she couldn't bear to blame him harshly, so she comforted him: "It's a false alarm, so you don't have to feel too guilty."
Zhuo Mufeng had no intention of telling her about Yue Mingxi, but urged: "Aunt Qin, you must go back to Qingsong Courtyard with me immediately. Only there is safe."
Qin Keqing didn't know the inside story and thought this guy cared about her. She felt sweet in her heart and nodded without any hesitation.
Qin Keqing left alone at the moment, with Zhuo Mufeng, Balong and Fang Xiaodie secretly guarding him. The reason why he didn't show up was naturally to prevent anyone from connecting him with the troublemaker.
Although the Moko Sect is powerful, its headquarters is not in the Imperial City after all. With Zhuo Mufeng's current martial arts, not even Yue Mingxi can easily succeed, so the journey is safe.
When we returned to Qingsong Villa, with Leqian by his side, even if Dongfang Changsheng came personally, there would be no news.
But He Ping was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He was just dealing with the Eighth Prince when he heard that Qin Keqing was back, and he immediately felt like the sky was falling.
He didn't have time to implement the plan, and he didn't care about the whereabouts of his wife Ye Linlang, so he just prepared to escape.
However, he greatly underestimated the Moko Cult. The gate guards had long been replaced by Moko Cult members, and Yue Mingxi even blocked the door himself.
When He Ping saw this from a distance, his face turned pale, and he quickly turned around and returned. He couldn't help but feel glad that Yue Mingxi didn't dare to openly attack him for the sake of his reputation.
This guy was forced into a desperate situation and was really scared to death. In desperation, he quickly went to cling to the other masters in Nanhai, as if they were life-saving charms.
But she didn't expect that in the evening, Qin Keqing personally came out to refute the rumors, saying that it was not He Ping who kidnapped her, but someone else, but she didn't know the identity of the other person.
After the news spread, everyone in Tianhaimen breathed a sigh of relief, but others in Nanhai were still full of doubts. Qin Keqing's denial could not mean anything. For the sake of her own innocence, even if she was obviously kidnapped by He Ping, the other party would probably
Will deny it.
As for He Ping, he didn't feel much about it, and it was meaningless whether Qin Keqing denied it. He only cared about his own safety now.
It was fine during the day, but at night, he couldn't sleep with others, right? This guy was really pushed into a corner, and he actually talked with a few experts all night long and forced himself to stay.
Several masters were speechless. Considering his identity and not wanting to break up, they had no choice but to accompany him.
The various sects in the South China Sea were staying for an extra half month because they had to participate in the hunting ceremony. Therefore, after recuperating for a day at Qingsong Villa, they planned to return to the South China Sea together.
He Ping was secretly happy because he had waited for this opportunity. On the second day, he saw that all the sects had packed their things, and he couldn't help but relax a little.
By noon, Nanhai and his party officially left.
Qiu Rongshang originally wanted to say goodbye to Zhuo Mufeng, but Yuchi Zhenzhen watched her closely and couldn't find any chance, so she had to leave sadly.
Nanhai and his party left the imperial city unhurriedly and escaped into the vast mountains. Halfway through, they lit a fire to cook and rested for a while before leaving.
As he got further and further away from the imperial city, He Ping's heart gradually dropped, thinking that Yue Mingxi would not be able to find a strong helper in a short period of time, so he could leave quietly halfway.
However, at night, He Ping suddenly felt cramps in his abdomen, and blood began to leak out from all his orifices. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't suppress it: "Poison, someone poisoned me..."
Scenes from the day flashed through his mind, but he had no idea who was responsible. He actually forgot, how could he be the only one in the Moko Sect?
Even if you hide and hide, you still can't escape the poisonous hands of the Moko Cult, haha.
He Ping couldn't help but laugh miserably. His strange behavior attracted the attention of others, who were all frightened and rushed towards him. Especially the people from Tianhaimen were shouting at each other.
But at this moment, a black shadow was faster, like light smoke in the night, and with a swish, everyone was caught off guard and snatched away He Ping.