Chapter 156: fat

When it came to the back, he showed some displeasure.
Several others echoed: "Yes, we are not those embroidered pillows. General Xiong's worries seem to be unnecessary. Come, let's accompany you to drink this bowl of tea."
Several people picked up their tea bowls and forced their eyes.
Lieutenant Xiong had no choice but to hold up the tea bowl in front of him and drank in with everyone.
After putting down the bowl, he sighed: "I'm not worried about the competition with the little Sir Alex. Like you, I have confidence in our soldiers. The little Sir Alex wants to fight with five hundred men, not to mention her, even the old general. It's hard to go in person."
Several people nodded in agreement.
"Then what were you worried about?" one of them asked curiously.
Lieutenant Xiong glanced at them and said solemnly: "I'm worried about the old general."
"What are you worried about my grandpa?" Suddenly, a cold and tender voice came from the door of the main account. As if the cold night breeze drifted in, the lieutenants inside were frozen to a sharp spirit.
"Little Sir! Why are you here?" Lieutenant Xiong stood up in shock.
The other lieutenants also got up one after another, looking shocked at Mu Qingge who was standing at the door with his hands behind him.
Little Sir Alex came to the tent, they didn't even notice it? Moreover, not only that, no one was notified outside.
what! wrong!
Several experienced lieutenants reacted immediately.
The surrounding area was too quiet, even the footsteps of soldiers patrolling.
what happened? !
The faces of several people were full of shock and puzzlement, and they looked at Lieutenant Xiong, and then at Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge, dressed in black, stepped into the main account. On the beautiful and delicate face, the red lips are slightly pursed, and the eyes are as cold as ice, making people shudder.
She walked directly behind Lieutenant Xiong, stretched out her hand to pull out the handsome flag, and threw it at Mo Yang who followed in. After the latter took it, he stood there, silent.
Several lieutenants looked at everything Mu Qingge had done inexplicably, and the doubts and shock in their hearts made no one of them take the initiative to speak.
Mu Qingge walked to Lieutenant Xiong, looked at him with clear eyes, and asked, "How is my grandfather?"
"This..." Lieutenant Xiong looked embarrassed and seemed inconvenient to speak.
"Say." Mu Qingge drank coldly.
Lieutenant Xiong's heart shuddered, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his scalp against the little Sir, a dude. It seemed that it was not Mu Qingge who stood in front of him, but Mu Xiong...No, it puts more pressure on people than Mu Xiong, and almost made him breathless.
"The old general originally wanted to preside over the competition with the little Lord Sir, but he was recalled by the emperor's imperial decree five days ago, and he has not returned yet." Under Mu Qingge's gaze, Lieutenant Xiong said everything he knew.
Mu Qingge squinted her eyes, she seemed to smell something unusual.
Grandpa will disappear without a word? What happened on earth made him too late to explain.
"Can you send someone to investigate?" Mu Qingge asked quietly.
However, her calmness made the nearest lieutenant Xiong feel the violent calm.
Lieutenant General Xiong said truthfully: "I sent it, but when I came back, I said that the old general was not in the house and Miss Rong was not there either."
Mu Qingge's eyes were colder.
Mu's intelligence system and the army operate independently, and it is Mu Lianrong who has the intelligence, but she is not there? If something happens to the palace, but the Mu's army camp is still peaceful, it doesn't make sense.
Mu Qingge shook his head almost impossible to find, and rejected his inner guess.