When Chuanyunfei returned to the tent, he threw the blood-filled fabric at Yue Qiyun's feet.

Bent over and picked up the green and beautiful fabric, and stroked his fingers through the familiar stitches, Yue Qiyun's face turned gloomy.

That was the embroidery technique of the Liang Kingdom Palace. Only the eunuchs in the inner palace would wear clothes embroidered with this pattern.

Unexpectedly, Mo Zheng, a princess of the barbarian tribe and the concubine of the Lieyan Khan, actually colluded with the people in the palace of Liang State. What does this mean?

"If they knew that it would be nothing to deal with themselves simply, what if their target was the father-man commander..." Thinking of this, Yue Qiyun tightened her hands holding the fabric.

"Gugu!" An eagle roar came from above his head, and Yue Qiyun's shoulders sank, and the clouds fell on her shoulders.

Fortunately, she tied a large piece of leather on her shoulder today. Even so, Haidongqing's sharp claw hook almost penetrated the thick leather.

"I'm talking to you, are you eating too well? Why is it much heavier than before?" Yue Qiyun asked, tilting her head to look at Chuanyun on her shoulder.

"Gugu!" Chuanyun looked at her with bright hawk eyes.

"Give me a little less voice!" Yue Qiyun, who understood the language of Chuanyun, changed his face and covered the beak of Haidong Qingying. He looked around carefully. After confirming that there were no rats nearby, he lowered his voice and reminded: "Don't eat rats again in the future. If Shunfeng knows that you must be anxious! I said you will have a better future. A meal of fresh beef every day is not enough for you to eat, so you must go out and steal your mouth?"

"Gugugugugu..." Chuanyun shook his head, avoided Yue Qiyun's hand, and proudly combed Qi's own feathers.

"Okay, okay, I'll accept you!" Yue Qiyun raised his hand and bounced it on his head, and said with a smile: "Let's discuss and discuss, can we change the taste when going out to hunt in the future, such as a hare or something?"

"Ga!" Zhuanyun suddenly spread his wings, flapped a few times before rushing into the sky, hovered around Yue Qiyun's head, and flew away in the direction of the airflow.

"Hey, this smelly thing, if you dare to ask me for advice and bargain?" He smiled helplessly, turned around and walked into the tent.

Gladiola was directing the little maids to take the lights, and Yue Qiyun realized that it was already early in the Youth hour.

"Hey, Run'er hasn't come back yet?" Looking at A Can, who was busy following Gladiola, she suddenly realized that she had not seen her son for a long time.

"I don't know why today, the little master has been with Dahan and has not come back. If I hadn't known that Madam Zhao had been following me, I would have thought about going to Dahan and checking out." Gladiola looked at the candle on the last candlestick that was lit, looked up at the sky outside, and became a little worried.

"That little boy can't die again. Don't worry if Madam Zhao is here!" Although he said it easily, Yue Qiyun walked out again in a hurry.

"Hey, our concubine, it's better when will her mouth be as soft as her heart!" A Can shook his head and smiled and said, looking at Yue Qiyun's back.

"The concubine is a typical knife-like and slandered heart. She is so dying all the time. She is so sad..." Gladiola dropped her work and hurriedly chased Yue Qiyun and ran out.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a snow-white Ulan dressed in a drooping tongue from afar, jogging back with a little fat man in a red bellyband on his body. Who else would he have if it weren't Run'er?

After starting the medicine bath that day, Run'er was thrown into the hot medicine juice every three days and soaked for half an hour.

After several medicinal baths, his body was much harder than that of a normal child. He was sitting on Ulan, giggling and clapping his hands. His chubby little body was jogging up and down in a very coordinated manner as Ulan ran. At first glance, the little guy seemed to be growing on the body of the snow-white mastiff.

"You little thing, how many times have you told you, don't ride on Aunt Ulan, you just don't listen!" Yue Qiyun took a few steps, picked Run'er up from Ulan, lit his sweaty little forehead and taught a lesson: "You are already so heavy, it's worth it to be so tired!"

"Zhaoyue, ride a horse!" Run'er twisted her little body in her mother's arms, and was very dissatisfied with holding him off Ulan. Her fat little arm stretched to Zhaoyue, who was gnawing on grass beside the tent.

"When you grow tall enough, you will naturally be allowed to ride a horse, not Zhaoyue!" Yue Qiyun slapped her son's little butt, causing Run'er to grin in pain, but stared at her stubbornly.

"It's useless to glare at me. Zhaoyue is mine. If you have the ability, go find a good horse by yourself!" Yue Qiyun and his son stared at each other, but in the end Run'er surrendered. He pouted aggrievedly and pierced his little head into his mother's arms and arched it.

"Oh!" Yue Qiyun grabbed the small braid tied with a red rope on the back of her son's head, picked up the little thing looking for food, and cursed with a smile: "Is this what I know to come back when I'm hungry? Do you think I'm here, your special cafeteria?"

Ulan, who was close to Yue Qiyun's feet, raised her nose and vigilantly recognized the faint smell of blood in the air. She looked at the position of Yue Qiyun's sleeve in a moment.

"Why are there any stranger's blood stains on the master?" Ulan put her head on Yue Qiyun's right sleeve and asked in confusion.

"Are you talking about this?" Yue Qiyun pulled out a corner of the green fabric from her sleeve, "This is what Chuanyun got..."

So Yue Qiyun leaned on Ulan and explained the matter about Mo Zheng to Ulan.

"...Looking at the location of the bloodstained place on the fabric, the man should have been injured in his neck. Now we are just waiting for the horse team that escorted the beautiful Liang Guo to arrive at the royal court and find out which eunuch is injured. The only headache I have now is the Captain Sun. Neither General Zhou Lang nor Shunfeng noticed that this person was suspected, but I was still a little uneasy."

Only in front of this Snow Mountain Divine Mastiff who had shared the hardships with her would Yue Qiyun speak incessantly.

"He was not only the soldiers of the Duke Zhenfu Mansion selected through layers, but also the Seventh Brother's personal guard. Seventh Brother sent him to escort Mama Zhao and his party, and it was obvious that he had trust in him. However, before I confirmed that this person was trustworthy, I really didn't dare to let him go back to Brother Qi. Alas... it was so sad!"

While Yue Qiyun was chattering, Run'er looked at her mother ignorantly and then at Ulan. She didn't understand what her mother meant after she had been talking for a long time.

"Pretty, let Acan feed the little master. The supper has been set up, can you eat while it's hot?" Gladiola said slowly next to Yue Qiyun.

While speaking, several servants walked out of a yurt next to the tent, each holding a large tray in their hands. The aroma of food drifted away in the evening breeze. "Give the little master to my servant, and invite the concubine to have a meal." Acan ran out early when he heard Run'er's voice, and reached out and took Run'er over.

"Well...what!" As soon as he left his mother's arms, Run'er opened her little finger and pointed at Yue Qiyun, and emitted several monosyllables from her mouth.

"My concubine, it's so early and late, why haven't I had dinner yet?" Several people were talking lively at the door. Madam Zhao's muttering came from afar, and everyone turned their heads to look at the whereabouts of the sound.
Chapter completed!