Chapter 1730 Become a Stumbling Block to the Lord

Chapter 151   Become a stumbling block to the Lord

After a pause, she said: "I heard that the lord had to rush to deal with some incidents at the border. The border has always been chaotic, and there are swords and swords. Young master, you are always in close contact with the lord. I don't know the lord." How is it going, are there any injuries?"

Hua Qianliu opened the folding fan again and shook it in her hand, and said quite casually: "Don't you still know your master's skills?"

The topic was thrown back again, but Nan He did not change his face, and continued: "Then did the Lord mention the return date?"

She remembered that when she came to inquire before, it was because she was worried that the Lord would have feelings for that woman, but she didn't expect that this time it was also because of that woman. The difference was that she wanted to know the exact time this time, so she could make good preparations. It is necessary to make this woman never see the Lord before the Lord returns.

"How does this son know? Don't forget that brother Beicheng has always been cold and stuffy. It's time to burn incense and worship Buddha if you can talk to him a few more words, let alone this." Hua Qianliu's eyes flashed quickly. After a while, he simply changed the topic and joked: "I said Nanhe, but I heard that you seem to be having trouble with Xiao Mohua recently."

"It's just a trivial matter, so it can't be said that you can't get over it." Nan He smiled slightly, without any panic on his face, "Young Master, you should know that I have always strictly followed the orders of the Lord, and I never want to be punished because of others. Disobey the orders of others."

The implication is that Mo Shanghua prevented her from completing the task assigned by Yan Beicheng.

Hua Qianliu's eyes changed from light to dark, but the usual smile on her face did not diminish at all, "Since this is the case, brother Beicheng must know and won't blame him."

As he spoke, he raised his hands and stretched indecently, with a sleepy look on his face, "It's getting late, I'm tired, I'm going back to bed, you should go back and have a good rest. If a woman does not rest well, she will become ugly."

Seeing this, Nanhe couldn't say anything more, so he also stood up, "If that's the case, I'll go back to the palace first."

When she left the Chenghuan Pavilion, the Flower Street outside was still full of prosperity, and it didn't decrease in the slightest because of the nightfall.

Although Nan He didn't hear all of what Hua Qianliu and Mo Shanghua talked about today, she heard most of it. Thinking of Yan Beicheng's protection of Mo Huo, her folded hands couldn't help but tense. Pinch it, so hard that the veins on the back of the delicate hand are bulging, and the bottom of the eyes is full of jealousy.

She is not a stupid person. After thinking about it carefully, she also understands that although the memorial shirked all the responsibilities, it failed to expose anything, and even more so, it firmly protected Mo Shanghua.

But the price of doing this is that the master will be accused of reckless behavior again, and he will be punished first and then played, I am afraid that he will be punished no matter what.

The Lord has nothing since he was a child, so if he was punished for protecting Mo Shanghua, it would not be worth it.

What's hateful is that the Lord is willing to do this for the sake of that woman.

The more he thought of this, the more hatred Nan He felt in his heart, his eyes turned red with hatred, and he wished he could directly rush into the dock at this moment, so as to chop Mo Shanghua thousands of times, and torture him to death.

Slut, I will never let you continue to live, become a stumbling block to the Lord, become... a stumbling block to her.

next day

The border is barren, and when you look up, you don't see half of the emerald plants, and some are just loess all over the ground.

Yan Beicheng stood on a barren cliff, looking down at the secret letter in his hand. After reading it, he shattered the secret letter with his internal force and flew it with the wind, and the only remaining broken embers disappeared in time.

Thinking of the contents of the secret letter, Yan Beicheng frowned lightly, and a hint of ambiguity flashed in the depths of his dark pupils.

Although Mo Shanghua knew about his true strength, he already knew it in his heart, but thinking that Hua Qianliu also sent a message to remind him specially at this time, an inexplicable feeling spread in his heart.

It seems to be... sour and astringent, and it seems not very happy.

Could this be what ordinary people call jealousy?

"Mo Ling, do you know what it's like to be jealous?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning around and asking more seriously.

Mo Ling looked at Yan Beicheng in disbelief as if struck by lightning.

Although Yan Beicheng in front of him was still the same as usual, with a cold and hard cheek, without the slightest emotion on his face, but in those eyes that had always been unfathomable, there was obviously a little bit of turmoil. Seriously, several people are puzzled.

Could it be because of the princess?

Thinking of this, Mo Ling remained calm for a long time, and his accustomed face began to come alive.

He frowned in confusion and thought for a long time before he said: "Probably because he was unhappy in his heart. By the way, there is another way of saying that he overturned the jar of vinegar. The vinegar is naturally extremely sour."

A pensive look flashed across Yan Beicheng's eyes, and his thin lips tightened even more. After a long while, he heard him say: "Let's go back to the border town."

It seems that things here must be dealt with as soon as possible.

...

It was still in the main hall of the palace, and Jiang Shi and others were still sitting at the head submissively, but Mo Shanghua was not in the mood to continue the stalemate with them.

She directly took out the golden seal of the Zhangfu, and said words without smiling, "You can see clearly, this is the golden seal of the Zhangfu. Now, can I still order you to move?"

Jiang Shi looked at the golden seal in Moshanghua's hands with surprise on his face, and couldn't help saying: "Why do you have this, shouldn't it be in the hands of Mrs. Nan?"

"Of course the prince has the foresight. He wrote a letter with his own hand a long time ago and asked me to hand it over to Madam Nan, and then he took this golden seal back." His fingers were being played up and down, as if it was just an unimportant small object.

Jiang Shi frowned fiercely again, with a slight dissatisfaction on his face, "Mrs. Nan is so submissive and easy to deceive. Who knows if your letter is true or not."

Only then did Mo Shanghua raise her head, her voice sank, "Whether it's true or not, how can you, a man in the house, be allowed to talk about things in the back house."

Jiang Shi's complexion suddenly turned green, and he felt that his old face could no longer be held, but after holding back for a long time, he couldn't hold back a word, and his complexion became more and more ugly.

Mo Shanghua didn't pay attention to his ashen complexion at all, seeing that he was speechless, she simply took the gold seal, her complexion slightly straightened.

"Now that I have regained control of the palace, I have to explain some things carefully. I have read the accounts of all of you before, and you know how many loopholes there are in them. Now, Manager Jiang and his ilk have a lot of respect for me. Slander, not to mention slander behind my back, but also against me many times, disobedient discipline, in this case, Jiang Guanshi, Wang Guanshi, you can all resign and return to your hometown."