Mother, run, Daddy Regent is here again

Chapter 224
Wei Qianqian persuaded again: "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Now we go back and have a long-term plan, and there will always be a solution!"

Seeing that they were worried, Changqing forced a smile: "I'm fine. Huan'er will take all the charges. Modak hasn't doubted me for the time being. This person is very cunning. I must be by his side in order to commit crimes." He put him to death, you don't have to worry, I will take care of myself."

Seeing that she was so strong, Wei Qianqian couldn't stop her, so she reluctantly said, "Well, you also know that he is full of tricks, just in case..."

Changqing patted her hand to comfort her and said: "Don't worry, I've been by his side for so long, anyway, there is some affection between husband and wife. Needless to say, I'll go back first, and I'm afraid he will get suspicious if it's too late."

Before they could reply, Changqing hurried back.

Wei Qianqian still wanted to persuade her to stay, but Fu Jue held her back, "Let her go, we all know she's upset, but she must have her own plans, and we can't force her to stay, let her go. !"

Wei Qianqian said angrily, "Modak, the devil, Changqing will definitely go back this time!"

Fu Jue said helplessly: "But there is no way. She is Modak's legitimate wife. We can't keep her. She has already thought of a countermeasure in her heart."

Wei Qianqian slammed his hands and said, "What countermeasures can she have for a girl? Modak is a genius, how could he beat her."

Fu Jue comforted: "Okay, okay, don't always think of others as too delicate, Changqing is not an ordinary person."

Wei Qian rolled his eyes at him and sighed helplessly.

After Changqing went back, he locked himself in the room without eating or drinking.

She looked at Huan'er's sachet, lost control of her emotions, and began to smash the things Modak gave her. She smashed the chair against the window glass, breaking all the calligraphy and paintings on the vase.

His eyes suddenly became scarlet, and he roared in his heart: "Modake, I want you to go to hell."

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, Modak was startled for a moment, and then said flatly: "Who offended you?"

Changqing secretly took off the hairpin from her head and hid it behind her back. She approached Modak step by step.

Modak was packing his bags, turned his back to Changqing and said: "Don't play your temper, the situation is critical now, this place can't stay, hurry up and leave with me!"

Changqing raised his hand and was about to insert the hairpin into his chest, but he heard him say: "The brothers outside are waiting for us, hurry up and pick some valuable ones!"

After packing up the things here, Modak suddenly turned around. Seeing this, Changqing immediately put the hairpin he was holding upside down on his head, approached Modak, and asked calmly, "Where are we going?"

I don't know if he noticed it, but Changqing was relieved to see that he continued to pack his luggage and seemed to be unaware of her behavior.

"Modak's accomplices should die too! They must be wiped out!" Chang Qing thought about it, so he packed his luggage pretending to be obedient.

Modak looked at the broken mirror and asked tentatively, "Did you smash these things?"

Changqing hurriedly explained: "Well, didn't Huan'er reveal its location before? I think they will find this place ahead of time, so I don't want to leave any clues for them."

She hesitated in her heart, wondering if such a lie could fool Modak, a treacherous person.

This time, he didn't even become suspicious, he just said, "Well done."

He probably thought that the encouragement he gave her before had worked!
So he said lightly: "The hairpin on your head is not bad."

Chang Qing held the hairpin with a guilty conscience and said with a smile: "I used to wear it often, and I didn't see you praising it, so why did you suddenly mention it today?"

Modak's hands kept moving, packing up the soft things for escape.

Seeing that he didn't care, the stone in Changqing's heart was gradually put down, as he just mentioned it casually.

"Oh, why did you forget your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, you just waited for me to buy it." Changqing said suddenly.

Modak wanted to stop him and said, "Forget it, what kind of sweet-scented osmanthus cake is needed now, life-saving is the most important thing."

Changqing Buyi: "No, I was depressed on the way to escape, and if you can't eat well, it's really my negligence as a wife."

The corner of Modak's mouth trembled imperceptibly, and he let go and said, "Then you go and come back quickly, don't make others wait in a hurry."

He intentionally accentuated the pronunciation of other people's words, but Chang Qing didn't realize it because he was anxious to tip off the news.

She hurried to the pastry shop and bought two catties of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, then looked around in a hurry.

She met a child by chance, about six or seven years old, dressed plainly, Changqing squatted down and asked him, "Do you want to eat cakes?"

The little boy nodded, staring blankly at the pastry stand.

Changqing went over and bought some more lotus root flour cakes and handed them to the little boy.

The little boy hesitated for a while, and his appetite finally defeated his restraint. He took it and gobbled it up.

After a while, all the pieces of lotus root flour cake were eaten.Changqing just looked at him quietly like this, slightly dazed.

If there is another life, she would rather be born in a common people's family, marry and have children. Although it is plain, she is content.

The boy looked up at her slightly after eating.

After a while, Changqing came back to his senses and asked him: "Do you still want to eat?"

The boy replied with a crisp voice: "Yes!"

Changqing smiled and said: "Then you help me with something, I will take care of the pastries."

The little boy followed up and said: "Okay, my mother said that you can't eat other people's things for free, you have to use what you have in exchange."

Changqing touched his head and said: "Your mother said very well, Nuo, you hand over this envelope to the General's Mansion."

Changqing took out an envelope from his cuff and handed it to him, and then said: "It's done, you can come to this shop, you can eat as many cakes as you want!"

The little boy nodded ignorantly, took the envelope and ran away.

Changqing handed another ingot of silver to the shopkeeper, and ordered: "When that child comes back, weigh him ten catties of pastries and let him choose."

The guy went on happily.

Not far away, there was a pair of cold eyes staring at Changqing. Changqing thought that his work was perfect, and returned to Modak's residence calmly.

When she was about to enter the door, she rubbed her face vigorously with her hands, forced a smiling face, and put on a flattering mask.

When Modak saw that she really came back with osmanthus cake, he was a little dazed in his thoughts, but when he thought about it again, he smiled sinisterly again.

"Come back, let's go, it's not good to make people wait." Modak urged.

Changqing nodded, simply packed his clothes, and followed him to the carriage.

After about two hours, they came to a low house, where a group of people were waiting for Modak's arrival.

And here, Wei Qianqian and Fu Jue had already led people to set up an ambush, and they were also waiting for Modak to submit.

(End of this chapter)