"The princess, I just want to ask why I transferred me back here, but left Yingshuang outside Mozhuxuan." Yingrong said with a stiff face.

"I haven't this princess said that there are not many people in Mo Zhuxuan, especially those who eat plain rice. If you have any objections, you can go and change it with Yingshuang." Mu Qingling spoke lightly.

Yingrong gritted her teeth and said nothing. Naturally, she couldn't go to exchange with Yingshuang. Whoever entered Mo Zhuxuan, how could she miss this opportunity when she was closest to Target Master?

Mu Qingling's eyes passed by the maid present with a cool look and said lightly, "Why are you planning to stay here all the time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, almost all the maids present bowed and retreated. After serving Mo Zhuxuan for so long, they knew that the prince's words were equivalent to the prince's words, and who would dare not ignore them?

Only Lu Zhu and Yingrong stayed there. Mu Qingling's eyes fell on Yingrong and frowned and said, "Is there anything else?"

Yingrong took a deep breath and bowed to Jun Lingyi and said, "I want to serve the princess and ask the prince to give me this opportunity."

"What are you? You dare to ask for your order to serve the prince's concubine." Jun Lingyi's eyes were cold, and his aura was pressing towards Yingrong without anger. How could he allow her to approach Qingling if a slut is ill-hearted?

Yingrong suffocated her breath and spoke stiffly, "Criminal..." Although she is an elite in the royal family, her strength is much higher than that of many people. However, Jun Lingyi is a young talent after all, and her own strength is hard to find in the world. Her momentum is natural, so how could Yingrong bear it?

Jun Lingyi looked impatient. He could still stay here with such a good temper now because she still has value in Qingling's eyes. Otherwise, how could he listen to her nonsense with his temper? "If you pick more, get out of Mo Zhuxuan for this prince. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind sending you to your original master."

Yingrong never dared to talk too much anymore. Although they are elites among the royal shadow guards, if they are really sent back like this, they will be dead ends.

Mu Qingling smiled faintly, and a deep meaning appeared on the corner of her lips, "Yingrong, do it well here, maybe seeing you perform well, this princess will give you a chance to serve me." But whether she can save her life that day depends on her own luck.

Yingrong trembled slightly. For some reason, not only did she lose the joy of being able to enter Mo Zhuxuan just now, but she was still a little uneasy. Shaking her head, Yingrong threw away the thoughts in her heart and told herself secretly that Mu Qingling was just a chess piece arranged by the master next to Prince Ning, and she would never dare to do anything to her.

That night, Yingrong secretly left Mo Zhuxuan and met Yingshuang in an abandoned room.

"Mu Qingling means that you can only have one of you in Mo Zhuxuan?" After hearing Ying Rong briefly talk about what happened this afternoon, Ying Shuang frowned slightly, wondering what it means to separate the two of them in two places.

"That's right! I have decided to stay in Mo Zhuxuan for the time being and find a way to serve Mu Qingling, so that we can go further away from the tasks assigned by our master." Ying Rong nodded.

"No, I want you to withdraw. Go to Mu Qingling and serve this matter, I will do it." Yingshuang shook her head and said.

Mu Qingling's delay in letting them serve him in close proximity has already shown the problem. Now she is separated from Yingrong, which makes people suspicious.

When Yingrong heard this, she was a little unhappy. Because of her master's reasons, she did listen to Yingrong, but the master's instructions did not make any progress. This time she returned to Mo Zhuxuan again and said that she could not listen to Yingshuang's opinions no longer.

"What does it mean? Do you think I am not as good as you Yingshuang? Although you perform more tasks than me, it does not necessarily mean that you are doing better than me."

Yingshuang's face looked a little ugly and said, "Yingrong, Mu Qingling is not as easy as you think. Although the master had the intention to use her, he didn't say it directly. So no matter whether Mu Qingling really didn't know the intention of putting us by her or pretending to be confused, we can't take it lightly, you..."

Yingrong's face slowly sank, and she turned around impatiently, "After all, you just think I'm not as good as you."

Yingshuang's face froze, and she remembered the scattered words that the maids outside Mo Zhuxuan had heard during this period, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Yingrong, has anyone said something to you?" This is not a question, but a certainty. She and Yingrong have performed many tasks together, but Yingrong never thought of expressing her dissatisfaction like this now.

"Ha, Yingshuang, no matter what they said, you know what the facts are. Also, I will consider all the actions in Mozhuxuan this time, and you don't need to point fingers in front of me." Yingrong sneered. After completing the mission together, many of the credits were snatched away by Yingshuang. In addition, Yingrong heard her words like Yingshuang's shadow in the mouths of those maids during this period. Whatever Yingshuang said was what she said was, and she had no right to make decisions. After this time, Yingrong's dissatisfaction rose sharply. Until today when Yingshuang pointed at her again, Yingrong finally couldn't help it.

After Yingrong said this, she no longer wanted to pay attention to Yingshuang, who wanted to continue speaking, and impatiently reached out and pushed open the dilapidated door, speeded up, and moved away in the direction of Mo Zhuxuan.

Yingshuang followed her out, and saw Yingrong's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. She sighed but still couldn't catch up with her. She frowned slightly, "What happened to be wrong."

After Yingshuang was distracted for a moment, a slender figure walked out from the corner of the house, looked at this side with a mocking face, jumped in, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, the head of the Yan family was leaning against the chair with a pale face. After a while, a few words were squeezed out from the gap of his teeth, "Arrogant, ignorant."

Yan Wenxi, who had almost returned after dinner, stood silently. It had been almost two hours since he came back, but the head of the Yan family did not say a word to him, nor did he ask about the situation where Princess Qianya was. He even kept standing like this. Yan Wenxi knew that his grandfather was completely angry this time. Even though his grandfather had been angry in the past, it was just the surface, but this time it was completely different.

"Wenxi, what's the situation where Princess Qianya?" Looking at Yan Wenxi, who lowered her eyes and said nothing, the head of the Yan family felt a little irritable for no reason. In the past, he undoubtedly placed great expectations for this grandson, because his talent for studying medicine is the highest in the Yan family. In the Yan family, which established the world with medicine, you may not have the brilliant writing style, but you cannot lack the talent for studying medicine, otherwise you can only be the one who was abandoned in the Yan family. Yan Wenxi is very lucky that he is not the one who was abandoned. However, during this period, the head of the Yan family was disappointed with Yan Wenxi again and again.

If... it would be great if that girl Mo was a descendant of their Yan family!

Yan Wenxi's heart sank when he saw the head of the Yan family's eyes flashing, but he still said respectfully: "Princess Qianya was diagnosed with chickenpox, and Doctor Liu and others are already discussing the treatment plan."

"I'm asking about Miss Mo." The Yan family leader gave him a look.

"Miss Mo has no intention of discussing together, she just said... to help from the side."

The head of the Yan family frowned, obviously a little confused about the result. Logically speaking, since the Ning Prince's Mansion has invited Miss Mo, Miss Mo should be fully responsible for the treatment. Unless..., the head of the Yan family became serious and Princess Qianya was seriously ill this time.

A sinister light burst out in the eyes of the head of the Yan family. He laughed loudly and said ruthlessly: "Oh, Prince Ning's Mansion, we have joined forces to deceive the emperor. This time I don't believe you can be good." Even after so many years, he can't forget the humiliation he suffered in Prince Ning's Mansion at that time. How could the head of the Yan family let go of such a good opportunity today?

"Ancestor...father!" Yan Wenxi had never seen the head of the Yan family like this before, and spoke carefully.

"Wenxi, you go back first. I will send someone to notify you if you have any." The head of the Yan family returned to peace in an instant and glanced at Yan Wenxi indifferently.

"Yes, grandson takes his leave!"

Yan Wenxi stood at the door of the study, looking at the night in the distance with expressionless face, his eyes were gloomy. This time, his grandfather didn't tell him what he planned. This was the only time since.

The next day, in Runge on the east side of Mo Zhuxuan, Mu Qingling and Jun Lingyi were leisurely tasting tea and playing chess here. It was the hot summer, and ice cubes were already placed around the second floor of Runge. In addition, it was surrounded by water, which was a good place to reduce heat.

Mu Qingling put the black jade chess piece in her hand on the crisscrossing chessboard, glanced at the man in front of her who was elegant and lazy, closing her eyes to rest, and smiled slightly, "Criminal, it's your turn!"

Jun Lingyi opened his eyes, and the light was clear in his eyes. He swept the chessboard on the eye stone table, and twisted a piece with his slender fingers into it, forming an indissoluble and comparable situation with Mu Qingling's chess game.

Mu Qingling curled her lips and continued to leave a son, saying lightly: "When it comes to Prince, are you really not worried?"

Jun Lingyi sneered, "What are you worried about? The Yan family's tricks are just two different. Could it be that they still hope to make a big come true?"

Mu Qingling supported her cheeks with one hand, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "What I am more interested in is the so-called blood extraction of the Yan family. Can we distinguish the difference between blood and blood?"

Jun Lingyi said casually: "Well. This is hard to say, but one thing is certain that he will vomit blood if he doesn't do it well afterwards."

"..." This consequence may really be.
Chapter completed!