Chapter 682： return trip

  Qi San stood in front of the door and walked around anxiously. A guard rushed up from the bottom of the mountain. He hurried up to meet him and asked, "How is it?"

The guard took a sigh of relief and said, "Master Biao has brought the troops in person, and now they have gone up the mountain, they will arrive in two quarters of an hour."

Qi San punched excitedly and said happily, "That's great!"

The warrior monk of Baiyun Temple was parked not far away, but he was always frightened, for fear that those people would run out of control and rush over.

Qi San couldn't leave, so he turned around and instructed a guard, "Quickly inform the princess of this news."

Mu Yangling got the news, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he felt relieved. He turned his head and instructed Lichun, "Tell the maid to pack up, the queue outside the second gate is still vigilant, and put Wu Jiekong and others under strict supervision."

Mu Yangling turned to look at Miss Wang, who was sleeping next door. Qiaohui was leaning against the bed to sleep, and when she heard the footsteps, her body tensed up, she jumped up and turned back on guard, seeing Mu Yangling, her expression softened slightly. , but his eyes were still fixed on her.

Mu Yangling didn't seem to notice her alertness, stepped forward and touched Miss Wang's forehead, nodded and said, "The fever is gone."

"Thank you, Princess, for the medicine."

Mu Yangling waved his hands and said with a smile: "Since I promised to treat her, I naturally did what I said, but her fever has subsided, but her injuries are very serious. The doctor said that his ability is limited, and the medicine on the mountain is not enough. Many things are missing."

Qiaohui gritted her teeth and asked involuntarily, "What does the princess mean?"

"There is an imperial doctor in my house, with outstanding medical skills, and the general's house has a lot of medicinal materials. I have already asked people to prepare a sedan chair. The carriage is too bumpy. Your girl's injury is not suitable for riding in a carriage. Fortunately, I asked people to make a bed in the sedan chair. Anyway, it can reduce some bumps, you can go and see what else needs to be added later, your girl is weak, and you have to wait for it with you."

Qiaohui breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she could follow the girl.

"Niangniang, the little prince woke up and was looking for you." Gu Yu hurried over.

Mu Yangling nodded slightly to Qiaohui, and hurried over to look at his son. Little Bear was sitting on the bed with his mouth sullen. He wanted to cry. When he saw his mother stretch out his hand, he was about to hug her, and the tears fell down with a "smack", feeling aggrieved. Incredible.

Mu Yangling hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him in his arms, wiped his tears, and asked softly, "Why are you crying? Isn't my mother here?"

The little bear leaned on her chest obediently, sobbed twice, his little hands tightly grasped her sleeves, and only looked at her aggrieved.

Mu Yangling nodded his nose, dressed him personally, and coaxed him: "Little bear, we'll go home after we get dressed, okay?"

Hearing that he was going home, Little Bear was happier. He stretched out his hand to let his mother dress him, and climbed out of bed and squatted on the ground to put on his shoes.

When Fan Zijin rushed in, what he saw was the little bear with red eyes putting shoes on his feet, and so many girls in the room were watching, and his face turned blue with anger, and said angrily, "How did you serve the little prince? What? Didn't you see Xiao Shizi wearing shoes?"

Lichun and the others were startled, looked at Mu Yangling who was beside him, and stood with their hands tied, not knowing whether to step forward to help or not.

Since the young prince was two years old, he asked himself to wear clothes and shoes, and sometimes he was lazy to ask the princess or the girls to help.

Xiao Xiong was also startled, squatted down on the ground and looked at Fan Zijin blankly.

The child with a round head and a round head, looks very like Haoran, with red eyes. At first glance, he was bullied and wronged. Fan Zijin felt distressed. When it was flooding, when he saw Little Bear looking at him, he immediately softened his expression, went up to pick Little Bear up, and said, "Little Bear, who bullied you? Tell uncle, uncle will help you beat him."

asked, while giving him shoes.

The child's feet were small and soft, Fan Zijin couldn't get it in for a while, and the bear was not light, so he squatted again, and his forehead was sweating for a while.

Mu Yangling knew that he was not in good health, so he hurriedly took the little bear from his arms, took the shoes from his hand and put them on the little bear, explaining: "This child is self-reliant, and now he doesn't like people helping him put on shoes."

Fan Zijin straightened up and said dissatisfiedly: "It doesn't take this time to be self-reliant and self-reliant. How old is he? Your requirements are too strict."

Mu Yangling felt that it was better to go back and discuss with Qi Haoran behind closed doors, so he nodded perfunctorily. Fan Zijin also knew that she didn't listen, so he asked seriously, "Is Jingshui Nunnery? What's going on? The guards came back to report, and it was unclear what they said, but the person who assassinated them was caught?"

Mu Yangling wanted to give the bear to Lichun to carry it down, but the bear hugged his mother's neck and didn't let go, Mu Yangling could only hold him and tell Fan Zijin what happened last night, saying, "I doubt that Miss Wang is not. Wang Ping's daughter."

"She didn't have an identity letter? There's always something to prove her identity, right?" Fan Zijin asked.

Mu Yangling was stunned, and said: "If you don't say it, I forgot, I thought they were running for their lives, it is impossible to bring these things, I will ask someone to ask, but now the master is unconscious, what is the truth? Ask when you wake up."

Fan Zijin nodded, "How do you plan to arrange her?"

"Let's keep them in the general's mansion. As for the three dead soldiers, don't kill them. Although they are fierce, their masters are in our hands. They should know what to do."

Fan Zijin frowned slightly, "Didn't you say that Qiaohui knows martial arts?"

Mu Yangling said with a smile, "Don't worry, there are quite a few martial maids and wives in my house. Her fists are hard to beat with four hands, and she has a seriously injured master to protect, so she won't be ignorant," Mu Yangling lowered her voice. The voice said: "Moreover, the three dead men seem to obey her orders."

Fan Zijin frowned.

Qi San said that the meditation master went directly into the house to persuade Qiaohui. Originally, the two sides were still facing each other, but Qiaohui made the dead man give up their resistance and were willing to be bound. It can be seen that they obeyed Qiaohui.

The reinforcements brought by Fan Zijin surrounded Baiyun Temple and Jingshui Nunnery. He left half of them to separate the monks and nuns in the temple, and then took half of them to **** Mu Yangling and the others back to the city.

Realization and others were taken away by him, and Baiyun Temple and Jingshui Nunnery were all headless.

Fan Zijin saw the chaos of monks and nuns, so he assigned two senior monks and nuns to manage Baiyun Temple and Jingshui Nunnery respectively, and then led people to protect Mu Yangling and others down the mountain.

Knowing that the sedan chair that was found was meant to carry Miss Wang, the main thing was stability, so he asked someone to directly lift the largest sedan chair, and put a thick quilt on it, and Miss Wang was held by Qiaohui and gently placed on it. Above, she sat on the side and hugged her head gently on her knees, indicating that she could get up from the sedan chair.

The mountain road is bumpy, and the sedan chair is indeed much more stable than the carriage. In addition, there are four strong guards who carry the sedan. They start and land at the same time. The heart that Qiaohui had been holding on until then let go.