Chapter 270: Sa Yueru

"Liaoang." Nalan Wenhao shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, please give me your orders!" A burly man in black tights walked in. When I walked in, I found that his facial features were firm, his eyes were calm, and his steps were steady and capable.

"Go check and see what Ke Fengheng and Fan Zifu's schedule is tomorrow. This lonely king must know before dark."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Liaoang bowed respectfully and left.

Nalan Wenhao looked at Liaoang's back and smiled at the corners of his lips.

As for the younger generation, as long as Fan Zifu and Ke Fengheng support Jue'er, he doesn't have to worry about the others. As for the old ministers in the court, as long as Wenbin comes forward, there will be no problem. He owes his son too much, and this throne is the best compensation for Jue'er.

"Wenhao." Situ Ruoyan came in accompanied by a palace maid.

Situ Ruoyan gestured for the palace maid behind her to go down.

Nalan Wenhao came over and helped her sit on the soft couch together.

"Where are Nian'er and Mo'er? Didn't they come with you?"

Situ Ruoyan smiled and looked at Nalan Wenhao, saying, "It seems that Mo'er went to the market with her son-in-law. Nian'er took Ge'er Yan and others to prepare for the day after tomorrow. With Nian'er's help, I will have time to come and see you. Not to mention Yi'er, Qi'er, and Li'er, they have already gone out for a stroll. Qing'er was sent by you to patrol the grassland. It depends on the time, but she should be back."

"It's good to be busy, it's good to be busy!" Nalan Wenhao nodded with relief.

"By the way, Yan'er, have you told Mo'er about Mo'er?" Nalan Wenhao frowned slightly, with a flash of worry in his eyes.

"I came here to tell you about this. I told Mo'er and she agreed. There is nothing to worry about the son-in-law. After all, the son-in-law listens to our daughter." Situ Ruoyan's tone was a little proud.

"Well! The king is quite satisfied with Mu Yunxuan. His family is rich and has the ability to protect our daughter."

"That's true, but after a month, Mo'er still has to go back to Haoyue Country. We have just reunited, and I feel so reluctant to part again in a month."

Situ Ruoyan's eyebrows were filled with sorrow.

"Yan'er, don't you still have Nian'er?"

Knowing his beloved wife's thoughts, Nalan Wenhao held her hand tightly. He was reluctant to part with Mo'er and Nian'er, but a girl should get married when she grows up, and even her parents can't keep her.

"Alas!" Situ Ruoyan sighed, "Time flies so fast. The three children who were still in swaddling clothes back then have grown up now, especially Mo'er. She has suffered so much, but she is still so strong. Looking back at the past, what we lacked was still strength and courage."

"You! Don't mention what happened back then. It's my fault that I was too cowardly back then. I couldn't even protect you and your son."

Nalan Wenhao's eyes flashed with guilt.

"Look at you, you really shouldn't mention what happened back then. I mention it not to make you feel guilty, but to feel nostalgic for the past..."

"Yan'er, isn't it the same thing?"

"You..." Situ Ruoyan looked at him with some reproach.

Seeing that there was a trace of anger on her beautiful face, but she was still so beautiful, Nalan Wenhao was deeply touched.

"Okay, Yan'er, I'm teasing you?" Nalan Wenhao felt that by teasing Yan'er like this in his busy schedule, his depressed mood disappeared all of a sudden.

"You! If the children were here, they would definitely laugh at you."

Situ Ruoyan pounded Nalan Wenhao's broad chest in a nagging manner. There was love between the two.

In Yang Qingqing's courtyard, a masked man in black quickly flashed into Yang Qingqing's room.

He knelt respectfully in front of Yang Qingqing, who was practicing Qigong and regulating her breathing.

"Palace Master, Qin Mantian appeared in Sanqing Mountain. His apprentice Bai Lian is now in Yuncheng. It seems that he is helping Mu Yunxuan to investigate something."

Suddenly, Yang Qingqing opened her gloomy eyes.

"Qin Mantian, you finally showed up. This palace master has been looking for you for twenty years. You hid well enough." Suddenly, Yang Qingqing seemed to remember something again.

"You just said that Qin Mantian's apprentice Bai Lian was working for Mu Yunxuan in Yuncheng. How is that possible? Is the information accurate?" Yang Qingqing suddenly realized a problem.

"Palace Master, the news cannot be wrong. Bai Lian is with Mu Yunhan from Yuncheng and often goes in and out of Yuncheng."

"Damn it, why didn't this Palace Master think of it?" Yang Qingqing seemed to be sure of her guess in her heart. Mu Yunxuan, why didn't she think of it?

"Send a message to them to continue to inquire and find out who the Palace Master of the Nether Palace is as soon as possible?"

"Yes, Palace Master, I'll take my leave." The man retreated respectfully.

Yang Qingqing held a jade cup in one hand, her face was gloomy, and between her eyebrows, a sinister look could not be concealed. After trying to confirm her thoughts, the jade cup in her hand was turned into powder by her.

"Mu Yunxuan, whether it is true or not, this Palace Master will know it the day after tomorrow."

Yang Qingqing frowned and shouted: "Qianhui."

Soon, Qianhui walked in.

"What do you want, Palace Master?" Qianhui asked with a dignified look.

"Is there still no news about Jin Peng?"

Yang Qingqing walked back to the chair and sat down, picked up a jade cup again, and poured herself a cup of tea.

"Palace Master, we have searched everywhere, but there is no news about the young master."

Hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed across Yang Qingqing's beautiful face.

"How is it possible?" Yang Qingqing said to herself.

"Qianhui, send someone to find Jin Peng. We must find Jin Peng back. We must see him alive or dead."

"Yes, Palace Master." Qianhui retreated respectfully.

Yang Qingqing glanced out the window. Before Qin Mantian appeared, Jin Peng must not be in trouble, otherwise what would she use to fight Qin Mantian? Twenty years of love, hatred, and hatred, Qin Mantian, this time I, Yang Qingqing, must settle accounts with you clearly.

"Yuer, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. I will definitely kill them all to fill your coffin." Yang Qingqing looked vicious and used all her strength to suppress the anger in her heart.

Yang Qingqing's eyes showed deep hatred. Why did Gu Yuhuan, the daughter of a lowly merchant, enjoy the women of Qin Mantian who made all the women in the world jealous, envious, and worshipful? She didn't deserve it. Those belonged to her!

She was the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. She was noble and beautiful. Everything in the world should be hers.

The same is true for men, but the appearance of Gu Yuhuan made everything she had go to waste. Yang Qingqing's life was completely ruined after that woman appeared. "Gu Yuhuan, I told you! In the end, it must be me, Yang Qingqing, who will win." Yang Qingqing stumbled and sat by the window, staring at the scenery outside the window, and gradually fell into memories.

In a small village south of the capital of Lixia, in a courtyard, a woman in white was sorting the medicinal materials in a bamboo basket.

But the woman was a little absent-minded, and she sorted the medicinal materials in her hands wrong several times.

She was the woman saved by Su Qingjue, Sa Yueru.

"Yueru, Yueru..." A woman in a blue cloth and red flower skirt called Sa Yueru several times.

Sa Yueru suddenly came back to her senses and was very annoyed about her distraction.

"Yueru, what are you thinking about? You are so engrossed that I have called you several times."

"Mother, Ruer was distracted just now." Sa Yueru lowered her head embarrassedly. Suddenly, those warm jade-like eyes flashed through her mind again. She wanted to shake them off, but they became clearer and clearer.

"You? Mother has never seen you like this. Arrange the herbs and go to refine the pills! If your father comes back and sees you still arranging the herbs, he will definitely be unhappy again."

"Mother, Ruer knows, I will go to the alchemy room now." Sa Yueru carried the bamboo basket and walked towards the alchemy room.

"Wait, Yueru." The woman quickly called Sa Yueru again.

"Mother, is there anything else?" Sa Yueru turned around and asked.

"Yueru, the day after tomorrow is the ceremony to confer the title of the crown prince of Lixia. You don't have to go to collect herbs the day after tomorrow. Go out and play!"

Sa Yueru pursed her lips quickly, and two blushes flew across her face, "Yes, mother."

On the street, after avoiding the onlookers of the women, Su Qingjue followed Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan to walk two streets before returning to the palace.

Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan continued to go shopping. Su Zimo bought a few ready-made clothes. She was shocked when she bought them. The ready-made clothes of Lixia were more expensive than those of Haoyue. Su Zimo knew why they were expensive at a glance. The people of Lixia liked to use jewelry for decoration, while the people of Haoyue liked embroidery decoration.

However, compared with the embroidery, Li Xiaguo's is more complicated, especially the use of jewelry to create various patterns on the clothes. The overall clothes make people feel complicated but not cumbersome, especially the belt part is very important, carrying the beauty of the whole dress. Su Zimo liked it very much and picked four pieces at once. Of course, she didn't have to pay for it herself, so she was very happy all the way. She had her husband to accompany her shopping, and he was a good husband who was not angry and very patient no matter how she tossed. Su Zimo smiled secretly in her heart.

"Yunxuan, I haven't seen Li'er and the others today. I don't know where the three uncles and nephews went crazy again?"

Hearing this, Mu Yunxuan's eyes flashed with an unnatural look, thinking of what his son asked him in the morning, he ran out like running away, looking at the culprit, still smiling happily, but he couldn't bear to say a word of blame.