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Although the people that Dong Fang Su had brought with him were all elites that could be found easily, it was still a bit too difficult to leave in one piece. Hence, other than the seventeen cut off emissary, they had also arranged for a few people to see Jiang Yue, who had come to Ying Tian as an emissary, so that he could act out a show in front of Yan Zhong Shan. At the same time, another person had disguised himself as a gate warden, making Yan Zhong Shan think that they were on a carriage.

The most difficult part of the plan was the precise control of Yan Zhong Shan's mind. As long as there was even the slightest mistake, no matter if it was them or Jiang Yue, they would all be in danger!

"How did you know that Yan Zhong Shan would definitely fall for it?"

Dong Fang Su nodded, "If you are tired, rest a little longer, it's still some time before dawn."

"Not bad." After saying this, Mu Qian Xue suddenly said, "Be careful of Jiang Yue."

Dong Fang Su frowned, "Why do you say that?" From what he knew, Mu Qian Xue had never seen Jiang Yue before, and before today, he did not even hear the two words "Jiang Yue", for him to suddenly say such a thing, it was truly surprising.

"When we were borrowing Jiang Yue's power to flee for our lives, the Camping was also exposed under Jiang Yue's nose. Once he tells the Emperor Zhou, your secret will not be hidden anymore. "

In fact, Mu Qian Xue had another worry that she hadn't mentioned, which was her value to the Emperor Zhou and the promise the Emperor Zhou was able to give her. After all, she wasn't clear about the Emperor Zhou's character, if it was Dong Fang Su, she wouldn't need to worry in the slightest. She only knew that he was willing to risk his life for Mu Lin Feng and use the most mysterious Camping to rush over to save her.

"I know." Cold sweat trickled down Dong Fang Su's forehead. Although the probability of Jiang Yue guessing was not high, he had to be cautious.

Looking at the lingering fear in Dong Fang Su's eyes, the glint in his eyes became gentler, and an idea unconsciously floated into his mind. If he had listened to third brother's words back then and chosen Dong Fang Su as his husband, he wouldn't have suffered today. Even if she exterminated the West Chu and restored the Nanzhao in the future, the royal father and mother would still be unable to revive her.

However, she couldn't figure out why Emperor Cheng would hand over the Camping to Dong Fang Su before she passed away, and not the successor he had personally picked.

"Du du du!" Knocking on the door interrupted Mu Qian Xue's train of thought, she quickly walked to the door and unsheathed her sword, she asked: "Who is it?"

"Prince, Lord Jiang and Shi Jiu are here." Hearing the voice, Dong Fang Su's expression relaxed, he opened the door, borrowing the moonlight, he saw Jiang Yue and the other person standing outside.

Seeing that Dong Fang Su was safe and sound, Jiang Yue, who was rushing on the road all night, heaved a sigh of relief, "Prince, it's good that you're fine."

Dong Fang Su nodded and stepped aside, "Let's talk after we enter."

If Yan Zhong Shan was here, he would definitely recognize that the Shi Jiu walking behind Jiang Yue was actually the woman who claimed that he had been sold to the brothels by his betting father.

The moment Shi Jiu entered, he stood behind Dong Fang Su and started to size him up with his clear almond eyes.

Jiang Yue had gotten used to seeing all kinds of girls in the past thirty years. Shi Jiu was a beauty, but when he saw Mu Qian Xue, he could not help but gasp for breath. What a beautiful woman, no wonder so many princes and grandsons had all kowtowed to his at that time.

Jiang Yue stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting, "Northern Week's Great Dipper Temple's official, Jiang Yue, greets Mu … Princess Xuan Ji. " He tactfully did not call his Empress Mu. To Mu Qian Xue, the person he wanted to get rid of the most at this moment was none other than the "Queen of West Chu".

"I don't dare." "Thank you Lord Jiang for helping us out, allowing us to escape from Yan Zhong Shan's pursuit."

"Princess is too courteous, but Chiang Mou did not expect that …" His gaze turned and landed on Dong Fang Su, "Prince actually came to West Chu, and barged into Miyagi, I'm sure Your Majesty does not know about this?"

Dong Fang Su said with his hands behind his back, "After this duke returns, I will naturally apologize to royal brother. I will bear all of the responsibility, and will not implicate the Lord Jiang."

Since Dong Fang Su had taken the initiative to take responsibility for this matter, Jiang Yue had nothing to say. Turning around, he narrated the event between them and Yan Zhong Shan, everything was as Mu Qian Xue had expected, without any mishap.

When he found out that all of the schemes were planned by Mu Qian Xue alone, a trace of fear flashed past his eyes. A renowned expert of the martial arts world, the head of the Artemisia annulata Lam, had been toyed with by a weak woman who could not even hold a chicken in her hands;

Thinking about how Xiao Ruo Ao had advanced by leaps and bounds in recent years, and even taking the place of the crown prince, Jiang Yue vaguely guessed that Xiao Ruo Ao would rather offend the Northern Week than hand over Mu Qian Xue.

Just that, with Mu Qian Xue's extreme intelligence, she could help Xiao Ruo Ao unify the Central Plains. Why would such a good chess piece be destroyed the moment she ascended the throne?

This was something he could not figure out no matter how hard he thought about it.

"There are still about four hours until daybreak. Lord Jiang must be tired after a night of travel, so we will rest here for a while. After daybreak, we will return via the northern border."

Just as Jiang Yue was about to agree, he shook his head and said, "No, we are not going to the north."

Jiang Yue was stunned, "Why is that so?"

"Although Xiao Ruo Ao does not know the identity of the Prince, he will definitely inform Xiao Ruo Ao of the matter of Lord Jiang obstructing him from doing so. In this way, he will be able to guess that the Prince is someone from the Northern Week;