Cao Miao just scared Xiahou Xuan, and he did not really go to Princess Deyang's Mansion.

He carried a large amount of seized spoils with him, so he naturally had to send them home first. If he took them to Princess Deyang's mansion, he would have to cut some meat if he was exposed. He could not treat Princess Deyang as his biological mother, but he would not lose all his penis if he had the benefits.

The gift must be given, but that was the result of his choice. Princess Deyang would not see the specific amount of the spoils, nor would there be a psychological gap.

I have to say that the amount of this spoil is quite large. I don’t know if it was for the purpose of running for office or for some reason, but Wang Ji carried a lot of money with him, with a total of more than ten million. Cao Miao divided half of it, and if you roughly estimate it, it would be five or six million.

If Princess Deyang saw this, she would have to give her one million yuan, and she would not be able to take advantage of it if she was less.

But for Cao Miao, he could not be so generous at the moment. He had too many places to use money. Even Wang Ji had a team of thirty or forty people, but the attendants, but the Yongqiu Palace only had dozens of old, weak, sick and disabled, which were too shabby.

Therefore, it is not the time to spread coins, so you have to save some money.

Cao Miao walked around and entered the city from Jianchun Gate, but did not go to Princess Deyang's Mansion, but came to Princess Qinghe's Mansion. Compared with Princess Deyang's Mansion, Princess Qinghe's Mansion has more square surfaces, almost half a mile away. The gate opens on the street, and it is easier to avoid people's eyes and ears without going through the inner door.

After Cao Miao entered the city, he sent Ahu to Princess Qinghe's Mansion to report. When Cao Miao himself arrived, someone was waiting at the side door and directed Cao Miao to the back house. Xiahou Mao was waiting in the hall, with a rosy complexion and a bright eyes.

"Uncle." Cao Miao stepped forward to salute.

Xiahou Mao walked out of the hall quickly, held Cao Miao's arm, and asked in a low voice anxiously: "Yunliang, do you really have to quit sex for a hundred days before it works?"

Cao Miao glanced at Xiahou Mao in surprise. "Uncle, you look good, you should have already achieved results."

"I'm not saying it's useless." Xiahou Mao looked at the gate of the courtyard uneasy. "I mean, do you have to quit sex for a hundred days, how many days are there..."

Cao Miao understood, pointed at Xiahou Mao, smiled wickedly, and said, "Congratulations to my uncle, congratulations to me."

"What are you congratulating him?" With the sound of a ring of pendants, a lady nearly fifty-year-old walked in. She was wearing a high bun, with golden steps on her bun, yellow on her forehead, covered in brocade, jade bracelets on both wrists, and jade artifacts of different styles around her waist. The jade artifacts swayed and touched lightly with her steps, making a sound, making her rich and powerful. Behind her were four maids in brocade clothes, each of whom was tall and outstanding, but her expression was cold and looked inaccessible.

Cao Miao understood that this was his dear aunt, Princess Qinghe. Although she hadn't seen her for more than ten years, Princess Qinghe's face inevitably left traces of time, and she could still vaguely see the shadow of that year.

"Uncle, which sister is this?" Cao Miao was shocked, his eyes lit up. "It looks so good."

"Sister?" Xiahou Mao was confused. The noble lady was also stunned. She walked to Cao Miao, kept a distance of one meter, and looked at Cao Miao suspiciously. "Yunliang, are you too tired?"

"I'm not tired." Cao Miao's eyes were sincere. "Did my sister come back to visit her? I'm sorry for being stupid. I haven't seen each other for many years and forgot my sister's name."

Xiahou Mao and Princess Qinghe reacted. Cao Miao regarded Princess Qinghe as one of their daughters. Princess Qinghe laughed "Puchi", walked forward, reached out to pinch Cao Miao's nose, and shook it gently. "Little Shuzi, why didn't you know that your mouth was so sweet before? What sister, I am your aunt."

"Really?" Cao Miao opened his eyes wide, looking disbelief. "Auntie, have you been practicing immortality? You haven't seen you for more than ten years."

"Really?" Princess Qinghe smiled even brighter and reached out to caress her face.

"Oh, can this be fake? Sisters, do you think the princess is the same as ten years ago?" Cao Miao turned to the four beautiful maids behind Princess Qinghe and said seriously, with a naive tone and a young man who had just started to love, secretly sweeping the chests of the beautiful maids.

The four beautiful maids looked at each other, but they didn't know whether Cao Miao was really blind or pretending to be blind, but they couldn't tell them, so they had to nod and agree. Princess Qinghe was so happy that she couldn't stop hearing this. She took Cao Miao's arm and pulled him into the hall to take her seat.

"Little Master, are you complaining that your aunt has not visited you? You are happy with her as soon as she meets you?" Princess Qinghe sighed, and the smile on her face dissipated. "Thank you for all these years, especially you. Your aunt has no choice but to not take care of you. Don't blame your aunt. Who told her that her aunt is a woman? The late emperor issued an edict, and the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, and even the Empress Dowager cannot participate in political affairs. The princess of aunt is even more useless."

Cao Miao shook his hand quickly. "You can't say that. I heard Yun Gong say that in recent years, my aunt has our father and son in her heart. In the fourth year of Huangchu, if it weren't for helping me, I was afraid that my father had been killed by Wang Ji. I, a patient, wouldn't have lived long."

He spoke very easily, with a smile on his face, but tears came out, sliding down his face. Even the forced smile that had survived the disaster could not help but be moved by the person with a sarcastic heart.

Princess Qinghe remembered the old things and couldn't help but burst into tears. She hugged Cao Miao tightly, patted Cao Miao on the shoulder, and burst into tears. "Okay, okay, all these are over. Yunliang, after you father and son returned to the capital with the imperial edict this time, Your Majesty valued your father very much. The court discussions for several days were presided over. Your father argued with reason, with reason and evidence, but he showed his face."

Cao Miao frowned secretly. Cao Zhi presided over the court discussion and argued with the ministers. This is not showing his face, but blocking the emperor's knife.

He didn't want to continue this topic anymore, so he immediately changed his bright smile. "Auntie, let me tell you a good news, I'll kill Wang Ji."

"You killed Wang Ji?" Princess Qinghe was stunned. "Yunliang, what's going on? I heard that you were assassinated in Luoshui a few days ago. Why is this related to Wang Ji?"

Cao Miao nodded, said the general story, then took out Wang Ji's skull and placed it in front of Princess Qinghe like a treasure.

"This is Wang Ji's skull."

Seeing the white skull, Xiahou Mao and Princess Qinghe were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other at the same time. Xiahou Mao asked carefully: "Yunliang, do anyone else know about you when you are chasing Wang Ji?"

"Yes, Taichu knows, and there is also a school captain named Yin Mo who knows."

"School Affairs?" Xiahou Mao frowned even more. "So, is he acting in accordance with His Majesty's edict? Have you seen the edict?"

"It was an oral edict from the school affairs, and I didn't see the edict."

Xiahou Mao stroked his beard and pondered silently. Princess Qinghe thought for a while and asked again: "Who else knows about this except them?"

"A few rangers."

"Let them hide." Princess Qinghe said: "Before the court announces the results, or if his Majesty confirms them personally, please do not show up, so as not to be found."

Cao Miao was secretly happy. It seemed that Princess Qinghe really cared about their father and son. She smelled the danger inside at the first time and reminded him to pay attention. This time she came to find her right. Princess Deyang could not take responsibility for this matter, and only Princess Qinghe could withstand it.

"Auntie, can I ask you something?"

"What's up?"

"When did you first see Your Majesty?"
Chapter completed!