Wear it quickly, she's beautiful

Chapter 439
After basically recovering, Mu Qingchen didn't dare to bother Ye Junxie anymore, and obediently went to the medicinal bath every day.He lamented that the red-clothed teacher is so heroic, Ye Junxie is so generous, and the various medicinal materials for bathing himself are so precious. After three months, it is estimated that two-thirds of the national treasury will be gone.

Three months is not long or short, at the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the maple leaves in the mountains of Hongyijiao were dyed red clouds.Seeing that her body was about to fully recover, Mu Qingchen was in a good mood. This day, she deliberately picked a place with beautiful scenery around her, and played the jade flute that she carried with her.

It is not false to say that the original owner, King Yan, is both civil and military. He is really a qualified member of the royal family. He has studied all aspects of talent hard since he was a child, and has all the accomplishments of a nobleman.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, four books and five classics, he is proficient in all of them, among which the rhythms of various colors are his favorite. There are countless treasures in the Yan Palace, but he only carries a jade flute with him.

Mu Qingchen played the flute, and the sound of the flute was blown to the mountains with the wind, making the clouds clear and the fog scattered, making melancholy.

"My lord, everything is ready." Suddenly, a person fell behind, clasped his fists, and reported respectfully.Mu Qingchen headed towards the mountains dyed fiery red by maple leaves, but did not look back. "Fifteen days later, act according to the original plan. Also, how is Qian Ren's injury?"

"Yes, my lord." Baili took the order and replied. "Qian Ren is fine, but his dantian is completely destroyed, and he will never be able to practice his inner strength again."

People from the Five Poisons Sect poisoned Qian Ren's dantian, and even the imperial physician at the imperial hospital was helpless. After rescuing him that night, he was doomed to never practice martial arts again.

After listening to Baili's words, Mu Qingchen was silent for a few seconds, then raised her hand to signal Baili to back down.The scenery in this mountain is beautiful, but it is not my own. When will I stop and let all the dust settle.

The things Ye Junxie wanted, the mirror for protecting the heart, the cold jade sword, and the golden silk soft armor, these three items are all in his hands, and the other two items should be soon.

Looking into the distance, Mu Qingchen's eyes gradually blurred.

Five days later, after bidding farewell to Ye Junxie, Mu Qingchen set foot on the road back to the imperial capital alone.The first task is to sever the relationship with the imperial family, and never enter the imperial capital again.The empress dowager and the emperor didn't intend to let themselves go. If they wanted to really get rid of them, the only way was to push them off the altar.

Moreover, there is no need for such vicious and unscrupulous people in power in this world. The best choice is to let them lose their power.

Mu Qingchen knew a person. This person was the son of a general in the former dynasty. He was talented in literature and martial arts, and had extraordinary abilities. However, due to his family background, he was not reused.

The Mu family would never voluntarily abdicate to the virtuous, so Mu Qingchen decided to seek the court and usurp the throne, but it was not for himself, but for an irrelevant person.

Ten days later, in the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, the imperial list for arresting Mu Qingchen was posted everywhere. The government even offered a reward of 10 taels of gold, which attracted countless people, but no one actually found him.

At noon, Mu Qingchen sat in a remote courtyard in the imperial capital and met with the general's son. "Young Master Yang, what do you think of my king's suggestion?"

In the gazebo in the other courtyard, the autumn wind was bleak, Mu Qingchen warmed the wine and poured it for the people opposite.Yang Yizhi hesitated, his sword eyebrows and star eyes were full of doubts.

"His Royal Highness, you are the descendant of the Mu family. Since you are sure to usurp the throne, why don't you succeed yourself and let me sit on the supreme throne for no reason?"

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)