The Raiders of Quick Pass

Chapter 712
It's just that after hearing that the assassins who were assassinated were sent by the eldest princess, there was a momentary pause in the movement of drinking tea.

Qingwu asked with a smile: "Father, what's wrong?"

Li Guijun put down his teacup, a trace of bewilderment appeared on his handsome face.

Quietly staring at the hot steam coming out of the teacup on the table, he slowly said after a while, "Actually, you don't need to compete with them for that position at all..."

She was slightly taken aback.The other party sent her away before he could figure out the meaning of his words.

Sitting on the carriage driving out of the palace, Qing Wu leaned against the wall of the carriage and thought about Li Guijun's words, and finally frowned slightly.

Forget it, think about what to do, she is not interested in that position.

Besides, the original owner's wish was not to ascend to the throne of the Ninety-five Supreme Beings.

What is the original owner's wish?Oh... It seems that I hope that I and my clan can survive the imperial power struggle, and then be a idle king who doesn't care about things.

Yes, she likes this wish.

In the spacious and lively street market, two low-key and luxurious carriages passed by.

Bodhisattva reminded: "Master, the target of the attack has appeared."

"Huh?" Qingwu lifted the curtain of the car window and looked outside when he heard the words, "Where is it?"

"It's over."

She looked at the carriage behind her own carriage and blinked.

When the carriage disappeared from sight, she didn't chase after it, but yawned and retracted her head.

At the gate of Shangshu Mansion, a carriage slowly stopped there.

The boy opened the curtain and said to the people inside: "My lord, we're here."

White and slender fingers stretched out from behind the curtain, gently pushed aside the curtain, and leaned out.

Qi Yan glanced outside with a pair of pale pupils, then lowered his eyelids and stepped into the carriage.

With a straight nose and thin lips, long curly eyelashes, a cold and beautiful face, like a beautiful white jade.His head full of blue hair fell like a waterfall as he leaned over, and the clean and tidy snow-white robe drew a meandering arc in the air.

When the housekeeper and servants who came out to pick him up saw the appearance of the third young master, they gasped in amazement.

In the past, when he was still a young boy, he was already as beautiful as a banished fairy, but now two or three years later, he looks even more delicate and beautiful.

The passing people glanced at it inadvertently, but they forgot to walk, and stared blankly.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The beauty coughed lightly with her hands on her lips after getting out of the car.

Everyone recovered.

The butler led people to meet him, and said with a smile: "The third son has been exhausted all the way, so let's go to the mansion to rest."

Qi Yan looked at him lightly, and asked in a clear and elegant voice: "Is mother here?"

"Your Excellency has just returned from court, and is now in the study."

"Ah."

He raised his cold eyes and glanced at the plaque of Shangshu Mansion, his eyes were indifferent, and then he followed them in.

Among the crowd of onlookers, the third princess stood dumbfounded.

Recalling the stunning man she saw just now, she pursed her lips excitedly, looked at the gate of Shangshu Mansion, a deep light flashed in her eyes...

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In the next half month, the court seemed to be calm, but in reality it was full of turmoil.

Qingwu has to face all kinds of difficulties from the officials of the eldest imperial daughter's faction every day, and it is really difficult to find fault with them.

She is not a good-natured person, and it's okay to be funny for a day or two, but after a long time, she feels impatient.

The number of people who want to beat people itchy and want to kill them is increasing day by day.

So much so that she put down her burden and refused to go to court because she said she was sick.

The imperial doctor said she was not sick?

I'm sorry, the old shoulder injury in the back of the temple has recurred, and the pain is unbearable.

A bunch of quacks!
(End of this chapter)