The little queen is soft and sweet

"It's just that the general realized that he had been deceived and immediately went after Madam and your party. Only a few officers and soldiers were left to deal with us. We are worried that those damned ones will really catch up with Madam, the old lady and the girls. What did you do..."

Listening to the chatter of the servants and boys, several people also understood why they were here.

The Duke's wife breathed a sigh of relief, patted Aunt Jade who was wiping her tears, and said with a happy smile, "Okay, as long as everything is fine, isn't there nothing wrong with us?"

Mrs. Qin nodded in agreement.

Qin Xiaoyan gratefully bowed to Li Xingzuo and thanked him again.

Li Xing, who was calmly coaxing the babies, saw the prince's respectful gift again. He was so frightened that he immediately jumped up and hurriedly clasped his fists and replied,

"Young Master Qin, you're welcome. It was my young master who planned the strategy. He guessed that the Duke of Guo would come up with this plan in order to buy time for the ladies of your house. He specially asked me to go around the west city gate closest to Purin Temple, and indeed he was saved. Noble family."

In private, Li Xing changed his title to "Young Master" again, and said with a smile, "If Prince Qin wants to express his gratitude, he'd better give credit to my Young Master!"

"Naturally," Qin Xiaoyan responded with a deep and complicated look.

How could he not understand what this little boy meant? He glanced at the eldest sister next to him, her cheeks were pink and shy, and her pretty face was invisible. How could he not understand what his sister meant?

In the past, he was naturally reluctant, but now...

"General Li, I have something to say. I don't know if I can ask you about the identity of Young Master Ling."

Li Xing met Qin Xiaoyan's gentle but sharp gaze and was stunned. He really didn't understand the palace of these noble sons in the capital, so why did he ask if he could ask?

"Uh... What does Prince Qin mean...?"

Qin Xiaoyan looked at Shang Lixing's confused look, smiled, and asked directly without using the official tone, "Is Mr. Ling the Fourth Young Master of Mobei, the Commander-in-Chief of Nifeng Camp, and the General of Yunhui, Wei Zhuling?"

Although it was a question, Qin Xiaoyan used an affirmative tone.

As soon as these words came out, all the female relatives were shocked. Even Mrs. Qin, who had always been calm, was shocked and immediately looked at Li Xing for confirmation.

Li Xing looked at Qin Xiaoyan in surprise, and quickly asked his sister-in-law in his arms, "Yinyin, did brother Li Xing just spill the beans?"

Qin Xiaoyan naturally heard what he said about Yinyin, and he couldn't help but said in a funny and helpless way,

"General Li didn't miss anything. He just guessed it because he showed off the military title when he rebuked the rebels and heard General Li call him 'General Yunhui'. Although I'm not familiar with frontier military affairs, , but I dare not not know the reputation of the Mobei Prince, his father and his son, and the Mobei Army who fought on the border for our dynasty."

"Oh..." Li Xing patted his chest and said with lingering fear, "That is what my young master himself said, and the prince of Qin guessed it. The prince of Qin will have to prove it to me." Otherwise, he will be betrayed by him. The young master of the family was killed.

"Of course," Qin Xiaoyan looked at the frank and lively young lieutenant and raised his lips in a funny way.

"The young master and the distinguished guests, please rest here for a while. I will ask the military doctor to come and take a look at you. My young master will come over after he has finished his work."

"Okay," Qin Xiaoyan saw Li Xing off in person, scaring Li Xing so much that he ran away very fast.

This prince always made Li Xing feel scary. His gentleness had a hint of noble coldness, and he was solemn and severe, which made people's scalp numb.

Putting aside pure force, Kasaline knows that this person is very powerful and can run faster than a rabbit, so he should let his son come to meet the first prince in the capital in person.

In non-war times, meet in person.

Gee, it’s exciting just thinking about it.