Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

Emperor Song: "..."

I always feel like I'm being tricked.

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"Qing'er!"

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, Marquis Jingting, who was still standing under the eaves of the palace looking worried at the sudden downpour of rain, his eyes lit up in an instant.

It was cold outside, and Marquis Jingting even put on a blue-patterned cloak. His face, which already showed signs of aging, was full of smiles.

The string of melon petal agate beads hanging in his wrist also stopped fidgeting, and he strode towards Bai Nuannuan in a hurry.

"Has Your Majesty ever done anything difficult for you? Have you ever suffered any grievances along the way? My father heard the whole story when I came here, but was he hurt? After so many years of separation, please let me take a good look at you."

Marquis Jingting walked steadily, but his silver beard, white hair and gray beard made him look like an old man in his sixties.

Standing on the spot, he turned around in a circle and let Marquis Jingting take a look at him, and then felt a little relieved.

"The baby is fine."

Bai Nuannuan looked at his gray hair, and for a moment she felt unspeakable sadness in her heart: "Dad, please stop talking here. Let's go back to the house first."

After saying that, Bai Nuannuan stepped forward and supported Marquis Jingting.

I noticed that his left foot was slightly lame when he walked. His body staggered slightly but he quickly regained his balance.

"Okay, okay, listen carefully."

The sound of Marquis Jingting was like a loud bell, full of joy and excitement.

When his eyes went wrong, he saw the man in green standing behind his daughter, with a fairy-like appearance.

"This is?"

Wu Qinglan raised his hands and bowed, his attitude was very solemn and upright: "Junior Wu Qinglan is the fourth disciple of Wuliang Immortal Master. I have met the Marquis."

"I am a disciple of the Immortal Master. I am disrespectful."

Seeing that Marquis Jingting was in awe and was about to bow to him, Wu Qinglan's acupuncture point on his forehead was pulsing and he quickly supported it.

"Master Hou is Second Senior Sister's father, how dare Qinglan not know the inferiority of others? Master Hou, please don't hurt me."

He looked a little distressed and a little scared.

Marquis Jingting's eyes were bright and majestic, and Wu Qinglan lowered his head slightly.

"I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily. Come back home quickly, daddy."

The precious girl urged, and Marquis Jingting immediately turned his head without any hesitation: "Okay, just listen to Qing'er."

At that time, in front of Marquis Jingting's mansion, the Marquis's wife had already stood at the gate of the mansion, watching the rain.

Even the serving nun beside her couldn't help but tried to persuade her when she heard her uncontrollable coughing: "It's windy here, and the Marquis has already entered the palace. It only takes two or three hours, Madam, why don’t you go and rest first?”

Mrs. Hou's fingers holding the handkerchief were all sickly pale. She finally recovered and shook her head weakly.

But his tone was full of determination: "Master Hou didn't let me go with him, I'm afraid he also thought that Qing'er would cause a lot of trouble this time."

"You and I don't know what the current situation in the palace is, so how can I feel at ease?"

As she said that, Mrs. Hou couldn't help but look sad: "It's just that my poor Qing'er went to the Tiandao Palace since she was a child because the late emperor cherished her face. Now that she has finally come back, she has to encounter such a dangerous thing."

"The imperial doctor told me, madam, not to worry or worry, as it will do great harm to your health."

Grandma's eyes were full of deep worry.

Mrs. Hou couldn't help but smile bitterly, and her eyes gradually wandered away: "My body has long been sick and weak, and I no longer hope to get better one day."

"lady……"

The rumble of the car was heard over the puddles of accumulated water, and the car swayed slightly, but Bai Nuannuan's hand applying the acupuncture remained steady.

Marquis Jingting, who originally had no hope, felt a faint warmth in his kneecap, and his eyes gradually became filled with emotion.

The injury on his leg had become worse since he knelt in the dark cell all night. No medicine or stone could cure it, and Marquis Jingting gradually became disheartened.

When he first got on the carriage and his precious daughter mentioned it, Marquis Jingting originally thought that it was impossible to make his daughter happy.

But now, the waves of pain and heat coming from him really made Marquis Jingting feel hopeful in his heart.

After another needle fell, Bai Nuannuan raised her head and asked, "How do you feel, daddy?"

After feeling it carefully, Marquis Jingting hurriedly replied: "It hurts a little, but it's not bad."

Seeing her beautiful eyebrows frowning slightly, Marquis Jingting cooled down a little and sighed: "Qing'er, don't be embarrassed, this is an old problem for dad."

Sensing that Jingtinghou Xu was thinking about something, Bai Nuannuan quickly shook her head, and the hairpin on her bun swayed.

As if it was troublesome, Bai Nuannuan dropped the last stitch, cleaned her hands, took off the colorful beaded hairpin and put it into her sleeve.

"Dad has misunderstood. The child was thinking about things in the palace just now."

At the mention of this, Wu Qinglan, who was sitting by the window, also became energetic.

Bai Nuannuan glanced at him without stopping him.

Mentioning what happened just now, the smile on Marquis Jingting's face faded a little.

After a long while, he sighed and said slowly: "Qing'er is wondering about the Queen Mother's death?"

After injecting some spiritual power into the silver needle, Bai Nuannuan slowly took back her hands, folded her hands and placed them on her knees, looking obedient.

Marquis Jingting paused, his eyebrows almost twisted together on his face covered with wrinkles.

"Concubine Yun Gui is pregnant with a son and a daughter. At first, the Queen Mother thought that the child was innocent, and then Her Majesty regarded it as unlucky, so she specially summoned her to Enshou Palace."

"In just half a month, the Queen Mother has become what you see now. Even the talisman in front of the Enshou Palace was placed by the Imperial Master."

Bai Nuannuan raised her eyebrows.

That pair of twins that the Qin State specially sent to take away?

"Does daddy know where the children are now?"

Marquis Jingting slowly shook his head: "He has been imprisoned by the Imperial Preceptor himself. This Imperial Preceptor's origin is unknown but he is highly valued by His Majesty. Now he has gone to Qin State. You may not be able to find him."

For now, let’s not talk about whether the dragon and phoenix pair are weird. Since the national master can control them, he is either the manipulator behind the scenes, or he has a strong background.

No matter what, it will all be related to the National Preceptor.

Taking advantage of the time, Bai Nuannuan reached out and took off the silver needles: "My dear, my cousin has gained a lot of things to practice?"

Marquis Jingting, whose focus was definitely not on this, nodded at her, his words and deeds full of dissatisfaction with this move.

"I don't know what the Imperial Master said to Your Majesty, but it actually made Your Majesty obsessed with this way! It's really ridiculous!"

Later, when he realized that his precious daughter was also a practitioner, Marquis Jingting changed his face: "There is no way she can compare with a sect like Tiandao Palace!"

"Okay," Bai Nuannuan laughed as he took off the last stitch, his eyes curved, not caring about what he just said, "Daddy, can you feel it?"