Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Soon, all the men in black were killed.

Walking quickly to Gong Yuanhao's side, Sima Yue stretched out his hand to explore the lifeline on his neck. After a moment, he turned to Qingyun and said, "Jiu'er, he's dead."

"My father has given him the gift to go to Wan'an Temple to eat fast and chant Buddha's name to atone for his sins. I didn't expect that he would not die in his evil intentions and end up like this." Qingyun sighed: "My father has always been kind and generous. Now that Gong Yuanhao is dead, We will not hold him accountable for his crimes. Nie Feng will bury him next to the cemetery of the late King Zhongwu tomorrow, and let him go to the Nine Springs to listen to the teachings of the late King Zhongwu."

"I obey the order!" Nie Feng responded respectfully, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly and almost invisible: the ninth princess is really an excellent acting master, he really admires her!

After listening to Qing Yun's words, the people surrounding him looked at Gong Yuanhao, who was covered in blood and motionless on the ground, and couldn't help but talk.

"Those traitors who bring disaster to the country and the people should be cut to pieces by a thousand swords!"

"That is, the emperor has graciously let him go. Not only is he ungrateful, but he also wants to escape. This is simply unforgivable!"

"So his death in the hands of his own people was his retribution, and he deserved it!"

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Hearing the condemnation of the people, Qingyun and Mo Xuan quietly looked at each other, with a secretive light shining in their eyes.

Nie Feng, who was standing next to Mo Xuan, took a few steps back unconsciously, secretly cursing in his heart: Don't provoke Mo Xuan, otherwise you will die miserably.

Although the three of them had agreed on this plan together, he really didn't know what method Mo Xuan used to make those enemy countries follow their plan exactly, let alone how Mo Xuan made a big man die. Bantian's person looked just like a normal person, and he could also bleed so much blood. It was precisely because he didn't know that he felt that Mo Xuan was simply too scary.

There is also the Ninth Princess's extraordinary mind and strategy, which many men in the world cannot match. She also has a perfect tacit understanding with Mo Xuan, who is meticulous and has strange methods, making the plan flawless and no one can see the flaw. Sure enough, the lid goes with the pot. , these two are a perfect match!

Everyone else's attention was focused on this prison robbery incident, but Lou Haiyang inadvertently noticed that Nie Feng's eyes were always switching back and forth between Qingyun and Mo Xuan, and he felt a little confused in his heart.

He persuaded the people who were watching back and ordered two purple-clad guards to place Gong Yuanhao's body in the backyard. He also ordered the other purple-clad guards to deal with the body of the man in black. The soldiers cleaned the bloodstains inside and outside the courtyard and the courtyard burned by the fire. Sima Yue, Situ Jingyu, Duan Fanghong, Nie Feng and others all stood in the study.

"The purple guards were not very well guarded, which allowed the traitors to take advantage of the loophole. Please punish the Ninth Princess!" Yun Fei first admitted his mistake on behalf of the purple guards, but he felt very strange in his heart.

Although only a small number of the Purple Guards have undergone special training, after these few months of experience, the overall quality and ability, even if they are not as good as the elite, are at least extraordinary and they cooperate tacitly. Moreover, there are at least two people around the dungeon where Gong Yuanhao is imprisoned. There were more than a dozen purple-clad guards. How could those people steal Gong Yuanhao silently under the eyes of the purple-clad guards?

Is the Purple Guard careless and lax? Or is the opponent too powerful?

But looking at the skills of those people, what is the problem?

Situ Jingyu and Duan Fanghong looked at each other, and Situ Jingyu said in a deep voice: "General Mo and others failed to completely eradicate the remaining evil in the city, which caused tonight's disaster. General Mo and others have neglected their duties. Please punish the Ninth Princess."

Qingyun lowered his head slightly and looked through the files on the table. He seemed to be very angry about what happened tonight, but in fact he was trying to hide the smile and apology in his eyes.

Pouring a cup of tea and handing it to Qingyun, Mo Xuan's face was expressionless, but there was a hint of pampering in his charming eyes.

Nie Feng, who was standing at the edge, secretly glanced sympathetically at the people who were full of remorse, and was secretly proud of himself. Fortunately, he knew the truth first, otherwise he would have been sold by the Ninth Princess like them and help count the money. As a result, I felt an icy cold air coming over me. I followed the feeling and saw Mo Xuan looking at him with a half-smile. I suddenly felt a chill on my back, so I lowered my head and didn't dare to look around again.

"I am also responsible for this matter. If Jiu'er wants to punish me, then punish me." Seeing Qing Yun remained silent, Sima Yue felt worried and regretful.

He has determined to be a general since he was a child, but unfortunately his status as a prince hinders his ambition. After all, his ancestors taught that in order to prevent the prince from recruiting troops and damaging the foundation of the royal family, the prince is not allowed to control the military unless there are special circumstances.

Now that he has a rare opportunity to get along with Duan Fanghong, who is brave and good at fighting, good at deploying troops and has never been defeated, he naturally seizes the opportunity to ask for advice, thus pushing all political affairs to Jiuer. This is his fault and he should bear the responsibility responsibility.

After hearing Sima Yue's words, Qingyun hurriedly raised her head and looked at the people who were pleading guilty. It wasn't that she didn't believe that they didn't tell the truth in advance, but that this matter was indeed of great importance. The less people knew about it, the better. .

"Fortunately, the matter has been resolved, and you don't need to blame yourself anymore. I hope you can learn from this lesson and nothing like this will happen again in the future!"

Although this matter was a bit opportunistic on Mo Xuan's part, the soldiers were guarding the country and the peace of the people, and the purple guards would investigate and handle major cases in the future. If the enemy really came to attack or rob the prison, the consequences would be disastrous.

"My subordinates (the last general) should remember the teachings of the Ninth Princess!" Everyone responded in unison.

Taking a sip of the hot tea in his hand, Qingyun said: "The things here have been almost settled. Our class teacher will return to Beijing in three days!"

"According to the order!"

When everyone retreated, Mo Xuan stepped forward and gently rubbed Qingyun's shoulders. Seeing her worrying about state affairs day and night, he felt heartbroken.

Putting down the teacup, Qingyun leaned back slightly into Mo Xuan's warm arms, looking up at him with a face full of love and worry: "Thanks to you, otherwise the government and the public would have faced an unpredictable catastrophe."

"As long as you are fine." Everything he did was just for her. As for other people and things, what did he have to do with it: "What are you going to do with Qu Yinghui?" Xiyan said before that she would execute Qu Ying Lingchi. Hui, but Gong Yuanhao suddenly disrupted their plan with a dangerous move of death. It is obviously extremely inappropriate to delay Qu Yinghui now.

Qingyun not only thought of this, but also guessed Gong Yuanhao's thoughts.

No matter how much Gong Yuanhao hated Qu Yinghui, she was his biological mother after all, so he chose to commit suicide suddenly not only to endanger Emperor Huiwen and Qingyun, but also to save his mother and his son who was far away in the capital.

Sure enough, he was still not cruel enough, otherwise he would not have given Gong Yuanhao a chance to rebel against the general.

"What kind of punishment do you think would make a person who is narrow-minded and deliberately trying to take everything from others more painful and desperate?"

Mo Xuan understood instantly, nodded and said, "Leave Qu Yinghui to me."

"Yeah." Qingyun didn't ask why she gave Qu Yinghui to him, because she believed in Mo Xuan. However, she was a little tired from being busy with the aftermath these days and nights, and sleepiness gradually came over her, so she gently closed her eyes. , but she felt a vague medicinal fragrance suddenly spread into her nose, and the unique masculine breath surrounded her peacefully, and then there was a hot touch on her lips. She couldn't help but open her mouth slightly and make a tingling sound, and a strong and smooth tongue took advantage of the opportunity. Got in...

Qingyun felt dizzy and felt that the whole world suddenly became warmer, and even the crescent moon and stars in the night sky shone warmly.

What happened tonight spread quickly. Except for Qingyun and the other three, almost everyone thought that Gong Yuanhao was killed because his accomplices failed to rob the prison.

At the same time, the news that the civil strife subsided, that Gong Yuanhao escaped and was eventually killed by his own people, and that the old nest of Juechen Palace was eradicated spread to the capital. Naturally, some people were happy, some were worried, and even hated.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. When the people of Jiuyuan County and the garrison soldiers learned of the news that the Nine Princesses had returned to Beijing, they were waiting outside the gate of the palace before dawn, led by the new county governor Tan Wenbo and the garrison general Yang Yiyu.

Gong Yuanhao was dead, and the fiefdom was naturally returned to the imperial court. However, the huge Jiuyuan County had to be managed by someone, so Qingyun was promoted to an unusual position and was praised by the people for his integrity and honesty. He also tried his best to protect the people during this civil war and assisted the imperial court in encirclement and suppression. The rebellious former magistrate of Cangwu County, Tan Wenbo, was appointed as the magistrate of Jiuyuan County, and Yang Yiyu, the deputy general of the Liyang County garrison, was transferred to serve as the general of the Jiuyuan County garrison.

The door opened, and when they saw Qingyun in a lavender dress slowly walking out, everyone knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "Ninth Princess is a thousand years old!" If it hadn't been for the Ninth Princess, they would have become adults long ago. The lonely ghosts in the war.

"Everyone please get up quickly."

He quickly stepped forward and helped up the white-haired old man at the front. Seeing the sincere gratitude and admiration on their tearful faces, Qingyun felt very uneasy, and a layer of light water gradually filled his dark pupils. fog.

As a princess, she failed to fulfill her responsibilities and obligations, and it was all her fault that these simple and innocent people suffered from war!

"The common people wish the Ninth Princess a safe journey!" After the old man finished speaking, everyone repeated it loudly with tears in their eyes.

Blinking to hide the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, Qingyun nodded and smiled: "Thank you, thank you!"

The heroes standing aside were deeply shocked when they saw this situation. Regardless of whether they conquered others with virtue or force, they were confined to a small world. However, Mrs. Mo's mind and strategy also had the heart of the world. Their magnanimity put them to shame and were deeply impressed by it!

The three heroes of the Xiamen looked at each other. Xia Yuhan walked to Qingyun, took out a simple and exquisite smile brocade box and handed it to her with both hands: "Mrs. Mo, a small gift is not a sign of respect, so please accept it."

"You have come all the way to help me put down the civil strife. I am extremely grateful. This gift..."