Chapter 678： The black-bellied Yueyue came to light (8)

Chapter 678 The black-bellied Yueyue comes to light (8)

"You said Rong Qing!" Outsiders are not allowed in the imperial palace, only the sick young man who is wiser than Zaifu broke the rules and lived in the Bodhi Palace. "He lives in the Bodhi Palace, what's wrong?"

Ma Yuan smiled and said: "No, I just want to confirm whether you know anything about the imperial palace. A real princess should know everything."

"That's it!" Huangfushan patted her chest and said, "There is no one in the palace that I don't know! There is no place I don't know! Let's take Rong Qing as an example. He lives in the Bodhi Palace, which is south of the palace. There is a tree in it. The thousand-year-old Bodhi tree, I even climbed up to pick the Bodhi seeds!"

Her innocent expression had already convinced Ma Yuan, but she still deliberately asked: "I heard that he is very powerful, this time, thanks to his formation and weapons, Xiliang was defeated. "

"Yes, yes! His formation is more powerful than the Dragon Subduing Formation, and he trapped Xuan Yu in it! Then the ballista he transformed is a hundred times faster than Xiliang's ballista, and it won't blow up! Not to mention the shield Said, it is light and strong, invulnerable to swords and guns. It is not like Xiliang's shield. It weighs thirty or forty catties. If you poke it, it will be smashed!"

"The ballistas, shields, knives and guns were all made by Rong Qing?" Ma Yuan asked in disbelief.

"He taught people to cast it!"

If this person is not eliminated, Xiliang will be defeated.

He has decided, he wants to enter the palace and kill Rong Qing!

"Uncle, have you seen my box?" Huang Fushan asked suddenly.

Ma Yuan frowned: "The box? You don't have anything on you." It's true.

Huangfushan covered her face and fell on the bed, Ning Yue, I'm sorry, I lost the gift you gave my father.

Three days later, after Huangfushan finished her training, Ma Yuan took her through Linzi City. He had stayed in Linzi for so many years, so there was still some way to do it.

They pretended to be a pair of businessmen, father and daughter, and entered the imperial capital smoothly.

When staying at the inn, I encountered many investigations, saying that the daughter of a bureaucrat was missing. Ma Yuan knew that they were looking for Huang Fushan, and all came from bad people.

Ma Yuan is not in the mood to pay attention to the infighting of the royal family in southern Xinjiang for the time being. He only has one strong idea, to enter the palace and kill Rong Qing!

Ma Yuan had a daughter before, and it was easy to play the role of father. The two escaped all investigations and arrived in Imperial Capital on the tenth day.

Huangfushan was like a fish in water, first went to her grandparents' house, and asked them to report to the East Palace. That night, she returned to the palace in the prince's carriage, and Ma Yuan entered the palace with her.

"Father!"

Huang Fushan threw herself into the arms of the prince!

The prince broke his leg a few days ago, and now he is fine and can walk around, but he couldn't stand her such a violent pounce, and almost fell to the ground with her! The prince stabilized his figure, and rubbed the top of her hair in a funny way. She was poor and thin since she was a child, but now, she is even thinner, so she can't help but feel a little distressed: "Do you dare to run around in the future?"

Huang Fushan buried her head in her father's arms, and coquettishly said: "I dare not."

The prince knew that she promised well, and he was afraid that he had already started planning the next "escape": "You have such a temper, I don't know who you followed."

Huangfushan stuck out her tongue, straightened up from the prince's arms, pointed to Ma Yuan and said, "Father, I was shot and wounded in Linzi City, he was the one who rescued me, and he was the one who escorted me back. An official will do it!"

The prince's gentle gaze fell on Ma Yuan with a hint of sharpness hidden in his gentleness. He felt that this man gave people a strong and strong feeling regardless of his appearance and temperament. Some generals under him were not as strong as him: "Thank you You saved my daughter, what's your name?"

(end of this chapter)