Chapter 506

Although she is also the daughter of Mohism, she is like a man, silent and practical.

"So, I thank the princess." After listening to her words, Mo Qingqing had no psychological burden and took the sword as a treasure.

The night was still long. Mo Qingqing got the sword. For some reason, she was as happy as a child. Even in her sleep, she showed a smile.

"Miss, isn't that Shen Shuang sword a gift you want to give to the prince of Xiongnu? How did you give it to Miss Mo San?" After waiting for Mo Qingqing to fall asleep, Xia Zhu asked in a puzzled voice.

It's a pity that he didn't find it after a long time. Later, he was still fengqingyao. He found it in Mu Yingrong's dowry. He thought that it would be better for him to come to Xiongnu for peace talks.

After listening to Xia Zhu's words, Feng Qingyao said with a faint smile, "the sword is just a dead thing. In Dugu Gong's hand, I'm afraid it won't be of much use. But if it's given to her, it's the best use of the things. Besides, don't we bring something else for him? It doesn't matter if we give it more or less."

The most important thing is that fengqingyao doesn't say anything. She lifts the car curtain and looks ahead. Although she can't find Feng Xuanyi, she is also very relieved. She brings this shenshuang sword to sell Dugu Gong's favor. But now Feng Xuanyi is protecting her. What is she worried about.

For Feng Qingyao's answer, Xia Zhu nodded half knowingly, then closed his eyes and had a rest. There was still an hour and a half before dawn. It didn't hurt to have a rest.

But Xia Zhu didn't notice it. She just closed her eyes. Mo Qingqing frowned and held the frost tightly in her hand. It turned out that it was so valuable, but fengqingyao gave it to her.

The carriage was driving to Xiongnu, but Liu He's residence in Xidan county was already in trouble. Feng Tianchen lived in the front yard, and several county magistrates also had brains. They quietly went around the backyard and turned the dry well upside down.

Remove the boulders from the dry well, and there comes a stench. The smell is so fierce that the guards who moved the boulders fainted.

The fat magistrate, however, did not dare to slack off. He looked into the well with his eyes open, but he could not see anything.

"Go down and get the corpses out." It was Wen Cun who gave the order. Wen Cun looked at the fat magistrate's face, walked towards him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "don't panic, Mr. Wu."

The fat magistrate nodded to him and clenched his fists under the heavy court clothes. His mood now can not be described by words. He not only expected that there was no daughter's body in it, but also wanted to find her.

Sure enough, the first corpse that was carried out was from Luohe. Luohe should have died not long ago, and because it was winter, he was still in good condition, but his clothes were not covered up, and the purple marks all over his body were chilling to see.

"Luohe, how did you become like this?" No longer care about the stench, the fat magistrate rushed over and held her body in his arms.

Luohe has been missing for three years. In the past three years, she has grown a little longer, but she also has childish spirit. Her face full of purple marks is full of resentment until death. In the past three years, she has suffered a lot.

Wen Cun coughed lightly, took off his cape and covered the body of Luo He. Looking at the bloodstain on her neck, her eyes were cold. "Miss Ling was killed by Liu He not long ago. I think it's against his will."

After listening to his words, the fat magistrate stopped crying and looked at his daughter, who had been out of breath for a long time in his arms. His hatred grew stronger and stronger. "It's really a beast in clothes. How can he do it? How can he do it? It's my residence, but it's just across the street from him. I'm so damned that I can't hear Luo He's cry for help!"

When Liu he thought of Luo He's fake concern when he just disappeared, he even slapped himself in the face when he thought that he still trusted him so much.

Seeing this, Wen Cun sighed, "Mr. Wu, please forgive me. Liu He is bound to get retribution for this move."

"Retribution, I want to cut him to pieces. Even if I go to hell, I should be punished by the oil pot!" Fat county magistrate hate teeth itch, shout out the words momentum is enough, can not help but arouse the dissatisfaction of Li county magistrate.

Originally, when he came here with them, county magistrate Li was very careful. He was afraid of causing trouble to Feng Tianchen. Now, fat county magistrate's voice is really frightening.

"Mr. Wu, please speak softly. Your highness is still resting!" Li county magistrate's face is not good to remind the fat county magistrate, a hand to cover his nose, eager to leave early.

"Your Highness? Isn't he here to fight? He's a coward hiding in this county magistrate's office every day. Since he doesn't want to come out, it's just right that the princess said that he wanted to seal this place for thorough investigation of Liu He, so seal it! "

Fat county magistrate is in a state of anger. He doesn't care about the prince. After all, the emperor is far away. In Xidan County, even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes, their real master is only Xidan princess.Fat county magistrate's words are exactly what Wen Cun meant. After arranging all this, he sent someone to seal Liu He's residence. Except for the transportation of vegetables and fruits, everything else was cut off from the outside world.

Fearing that Wen Cun was not enough alone, the fat county magistrate stepped forward and sent out all the 50 bodyguards in his house. He also stayed around Liu He's residence. This time, Liu He, who was sure to disturb him, would die restlessly.

However, Feng Tianchen, who is drunk and gentle in the countryside, doesn't know what's going on outside. Until the sun rises to the East, he rubs his sleepy eyes and doesn't find anything wrong.

Before long, Mo Qiuyan in her arms also opened her eyes and lay on the soft couch with the smell of ambergris in her nose. In front of her is Feng Tianchen's beautiful face. Thinking that she will be a concubine in the palace soon, Mo Qiuyan can't help laughing.

Since knowing Feng Tianchen's identity, she has made plans. How can she compare with Ouyang Jing as the crown prince? Instead of being Mrs. Weizhen, she would rather go to the palace and become an imperial concubine. With her talent, it's not difficult to become the head of Zhonggong.

"Yan'er, why don't you sleep a little longer?" See the person under the body wake up, Feng Tianchen face dew gentle smile, after last night's absurdity, he can't put down to this woman more.