Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 673 After I die, help you kill him! (4)
Changcheng followed his gaze and looked over, "Miss Si is also a very suspicious person, and she won't trust people easily. This time she came back in a hurry, but she looked like she had no worries at all. It can be seen that She is very confident about the situation in her army, where does the young master think her confidence comes from?"

Where did Song Chuxi's confidence come from?
That's right, Song Chuxi, a woman full of new computers, can she really feel so relieved about the Sai Shangjun after she left?Not to mention that the southern barbarians would definitely take advantage of the situation, even the imperial court would most likely take advantage of her absence to rob her in the past.

The war can still fight each other, but in response to the court's tricks——

For example, the emperor of the court said he was worried and sent a supervising army to supervise the battle. How should the people in the army over there respond?This is a very tricky question.

"What are you suspecting?" Duanmuqi pursed his lips.

Great Wall, however, had a worried look on his face, "This subordinate just doesn't understand."

The corners of Duanmuqi's lips were bent, although that expression was very lively and obvious, but it really couldn't constitute a smile.

The thing that can make Song Chuxi ignore it and completely relieve her worries——

A similar thing happened just once last year when the Chinese New Year was over.The capital she disturbed fell into chaos, but she had nothing to worry about, and went back to Nantang without looking back. She was even imprisoned for more than half a year. She was very relieved and did not try to inquire about it. There is no news about her departure from the capital.

At that time, he was different from her in being so calm, now thinking about it——

She wasn't pretending, nor was she really calm, but because she was full of confidence. She really didn't worry about what would happen after she left, or that the situation there would evolve out of control.

"What's the news about Tianjing?" Duanmuqi asked suddenly.

"For the time being—it doesn't seem to be a problem." Changcheng replied after thinking, "However, Prince Beidi's trip to the south this time is really unexpected. It's only the first month of the month, and he is openly absent from all kinds of banquets in Beijing. , must arouse the suspicion of interested people."

"He is not the only one missing in Beijing this year." Duanmu Qi gave a cold snort disapprovingly.

He hadn't seen Yin Zhan during the few days in the capital. The explanation given by the court was that he had been in Beijing for a year, and at the end of the year, he went back to Linyang to handle some affairs, and also went to pay homage to his biological mother, Concubine Shu.

The emperor could refute anything else, but he couldn't refute this matter of filial piety to the dead.But just to be on the safe side, he left Yin Li in the capital as a hostage.

Yin Li's little girl is the precious golden lump that Yin Zhan held in his palm, Yin Zhan didn't even refute it, and just agreed.With his personality, no matter how confident he is in doing things, if there is a possibility, he will never throw Yin Li out as a bargaining chip, so since he has readily agreed to let Yin Li stay, the emperor will naturally not There is no doubt about anything.

Although there is no evidence, Duanmuqi is sure that his guess is absolutely correct.

"Since she has already made arrangements, you don't need to worry about this matter." In the end, Duanmu Qi said: "Go and guard the door tonight. If the uncle is here, just invite him in."

"Yes! This subordinate understands." Great Wall saw that he didn't want to delve into this topic, so he stopped talking.

It was dusk when Song Chuxi woke up again, but he didn't know how many days had passed.

Her internal organs seemed to be kneaded into a ball by someone, and it was as uncomfortable as a fire. Her chest was sore and swollen, and it hurt badly just by breathing.

Duanmuqi was kneeling on the footrest beside her, tilting his head at that moment, leaning against her bed, as if he was asleep.

Song Chuxi didn't know how long she had been in a coma, but waking up this time felt like a world away.

The man beside him was unshaven, and the traces of emaciation could be clearly seen on his cheeks.

His long eyelashes cast a shadow on his lower eyelids, his sleeping position was awkward, but he looked as sweet as a child.

Song Chuxi raised her hand inadvertently, and mischievously touched his beautiful long eyelashes like butterfly wings with her fingers.

"Are you awake?" Duanmuqi noticed it immediately, stretched his body straight, and wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, but then he seemed to be belatedly aware that his behavior was too vulgar, and there was too much to describe. Kind of embarrassing.

"Didn't you just wake up? It seems that I have slept for a long time." Song Chuxi's lips curved.

Because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice was a little harsh, not as clear as usual, and even a little hoarse in her ears.

She turned her head slightly, looked at the sunlight falling on the window paper, only felt that the light was dizzy, and felt drowsy again after looking at it.

She subconsciously closed her eyes again.

Duanmuqi raised his hand and touched her cheek, "You suffered an internal injury, my uncle told you not to move around in the near future, if it's uncomfortable, it's a little uncomfortable, just take it easy."

"Really?" Song Chuxi smiled, but that smile looked extremely weak.

She was obediently lying on the bed without moving, but her already thin face looked even more haggard and pale at the moment, as if it was just a thin sheet of paper, and she could clearly see at a glance. The thin blood vessels under the thin skin are so weak that people dare not touch them casually.

This woman, in the past, was always bright and energetic, and even when she was depressed, her eyes were extremely firm. Sometimes Duanmuqi also hated her stubbornness and strength, but in comparison, her look at this moment The appearance made him dislike it even more.

It's been so long, although I know that her little tempers of ignorance and cursing are not real many times, but I am used to such a lively and bright appearance, and I am used to her full of calculations, but I will always be black-hearted. I know what a guilty conscience looks like.

"Chu'er—" Duanmuqi's eye sockets were a little swollen, he hesitated and called her softly.

"Shouldn't the outside affairs be settled long ago?" Song Chuxi interrupted him first, with a slight sarcasm on his lips, "He's gone already?"

Duanmu Qi and Yin Shao will not die together, she knew from the beginning, because considering the characters of these two people, both of them are people who are more rational and calculating than emotional.

Now this opportunity is there, but if you just rashly fight for a lose-lose--

In the end, it is others who reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Duanmuqi was silent.

Song Chuxi didn't seem to expect his answer, and then smiled miserably, sighed and said: "I think it's because my luck is not very good, but if he slaps me harder, the current situation will be worse. It could be very different.”

(End of this chapter)