Chapter 111: : Calculating in the calculation (III)

Chapter One Hundred and Eleven: Tactics (III)
When Su Qingming returned to the yard, he could only knock over the things in the room. When he thought of Su Qingyan's face, he was so angry that he would one day tear Su Qingyan's gentle face.
He rushed back to the capital overnight, but he didn't want to get such treatment, and Su Qingyu gave him a palm, and that force hit him with great strength.
Humph. Su Qingming sneered.
Su Qingyan, I want to know, what will happen to you if you fall into my hands one day? I will ask you to survive and die.
After thinking for a while, he wrote a letter for the pigeon to bring Xuanyuan Yufan, he wanted to meet Xuanyuan Yufan, and finally settled in some humble inn or restaurant.
However, the second prince has many powers and should have his own basis.
However, what he didn't expect was that the pigeon was no longer the original pigeon, but became Su Qingyan's "running dog". So the moment he received the letter, the first thing the pigeon did was automatically fly away. There Su Qingyan.
Seeing what the letter said, Qingyan happily curled her lips, and it seemed that this great gift came at the right time.
Qingyan patted the pigeon on the head and let it go where it should go.
Xuanyuan Yufan, want to marry me, still wait to have a sweet dream in hell.
"Miss, the slave and maid received a message saying that Mrs. Sanfang was going to deal with you, and that she was going to use that little concubine from the Second Room as an archery target."
Hearing Qing Dai's words, Qingyan raised her brows, "What do you say? I don't even have any impression of that concubine, so why did I feel crooked at me."
"Miss, that's the case." Qingdai said and whispered all the news she had heard in Qingyan's ear.
"That's it."
Chai Yiyun's method of using a knife to kill people is quite good, but she underestimated Ye Zhiqing's ability. It turns out that she can also make incense, but if it turns Su Qingwen into a lunatic, it is not impossible. .
"Miss, what are you going to do?" Qingdai looked at Qingyan and said respectfully.
She still knows the girl in front of her very well. She is always able to analyze the quality of everything, pros and cons, and most importantly, she seems to be able to see through everything and let The enemy is overwhelming.
"This matter is set aside for the time being. Anyway, Chai Yiyun didn't take any action." Qingyan looked at Qingdai and said with a smile, "It won't be too late to wait for Sun Bimeng's affairs to be dealt with."
"The slave-maid understands." Qingdai left the room respectfully as she said.
Qingyan sat in her original seat and analyzed one thing. Naturally, Xuanyuan Yuzhen and the others would arrange things at the Longmen Banquet. As for her, the most important thing now is to solve the scourge of Sun Bimeng.
There are two days left before the agreed time between Sun Bimeng and Su Yun. Once tomorrow is over, when she becomes the target of the public, what should she do so that she can push Sun Bimeng to Su Qingming. As for Sun Bimeng's final result, she I don't care anymore, the key is what does this have to do with her?
Qingyan propped her cheek on the table with one hand, and somehow she gradually fell asleep.
"Ning'er, do you remember that Weishengjun Yan is your mother-killing enemy?"
When she heard this voice, Qingyan saw the familiar face when she raised her head. He looked at the boy in front of him with a sullen look, and when she wanted to reach out to touch, he found that she was nothing. Can't touch it, as if they are people from two worlds.
"The child must remember the teachings of the righteous father." The teenager uttered a loud voice, and when Qingyan saw it, she saw the familiar company. It was the face of Mining, the eldest son she thought about day and night.
After five years, Weisheng Mining has grown up a lot. This 15-year-old boy is no longer the boy in her memory who always likes to call "mother queen" behind her, but he has a The indescribable coldness.
"Ning'er, your mother died so wrongly. One day, I will kill Weisheng Junyan to help your mother get revenge." Weisheng Junmo looked at the young boy in front of her eyes again stained with shame.
Wei Sheng Min Ning sneered, "If I hadn't had clothes to protect me for so many years, I'm afraid I would have become the dead soul of Qi Lian Qingyi's bitch. This hatred will be avenged in the future."
Weisheng Junmo walked to Weisheng Mining and patted him on the shoulder, "Ning'er, if your mother is still there, how good would it be?"
"Foster parents are deceased. If the mother's queen sees clothes like this, she will definitely be reluctant." Weisheng Minning looked at the young man in front of him and said respectfully, "The mother's queen said she hoped you would be happy in the end."
Weisheng Junmo listened to Weisheng Mining's words, his lips curled with helplessness, "Ning'er, if one day you like a girl, then you will understand what the foster father thinks."
No one will not marry in this life.
Qingyan didn't know how to listen to the words of Weisheng Junmo, but before she could react, she seemed to have entered another place.
And this place was familiar to her, because this was the imperial palace of Nanchen Kingdom, this magnificent palace, she would level it down one day.
Weisheng Junyan and Qi Lian Qingyi, a pair of dog men and women stomped on their feet, so that they could never turn over.
"In response to the master, the prince and princess have not been found yet." A man in black kneeled in front of Weishengjun Yan and said respectfully.
When Weisheng Junyan heard these words, he picked up an object on the table and smashed it over, "What do I do to raise your trash? Nanchen is so big, can't even the Princess Prince be found? ?"
"In response to the master, it seems that the people on the Queen's side have been looking for news about the prince and the princess." The man in black took the inkstone abruptly, and a trace of blood appeared on his forehead, "but the minion has been solving it all the time. Those people don’t seem to know that the minion is the emperor’s."
Weishengjun Yan sneered, "I have done what she instructed. Why is she still unwilling to let the children left by Yanyan? What does she want to do? I have given her the position of queen, Yanyan She's already dead, doesn't she want enough? Isn't it enough?"
Listening to Weishengjun Yan's muttering, Qingyan frowned. Could it be that Qi Lian Qingyi and Weishengjun Yan had any deal? Weishengjunyan, what kind of deal have you ever had with Qi Lian Qingyi? Why is regret written on your face? Is there really a hidden feeling in it?
"Master, after the old general Qilian returned, the minion has been sending people to protect him in secret, but the people on the Queen's side have always wanted to kill the old general Qilian. As for the Qilian Qingtang, it seems that it was saved by members of the Wan Beast Pavilion. "
"Master Yue Zhang had said before he retired that he was willing to use his military power in exchange for the safety of Ning'er and Jing'er, but why did they disappear into the palace inexplicably overnight? As for the clear soup, the members of the Wan Beast Pavilion will be well. If you entertain, you won't treat him badly."
"Master..." Just when the black-clothed man wanted to continue to speak, Weishengjun Yan worshipped birthday, "You can withdraw, let me be quiet for a while."