Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

Su Qing ordered: "Give me the order. After arranging the border city defenses, we will return to the court with our troops."

Hu Luguang immediately accepted the order. After spending two or three days to complete the layout of the border, the army was divided into two. After leaving about half of the garrison, the rest followed Su Qing to camp and return to the court.

On the way back to the DPRK, it was calm at first. But for some reason, Su Qing's right eye kept twitching wildly. He rubbed the hilt of the sword on his waist uneasily, wondering what the reason for this ominous premonition was.

Suddenly, Su Qing heard the war horse neighing, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and then the carriage he was riding in shook suddenly, and then slowly stopped.

Su Qing slightly opened the carriage curtain, just in time to see Hu Luguang approaching.

Su Qing immediately frowned and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"

Hu Luguang clasped his fists in salute, and then replied respectfully: "In front of our team, we met Lord Zhang Weizhen. He said he wanted to see His Majesty, and he is waiting aside. Will Your Majesty ask him to come over?"

Su Qing's heart thumped, and he vaguely seemed to have guessed something. He pursed his lips and said as if he had made up his mind: "Let him come over."

Hu Luguang immediately took the order and left. After a while, he came over with Zhang Weizhen.

Su Qing looked at him silently and saw that Zhang Weizhen looked tired and had black circles under his eyes. It was obvious that he had come here at a high speed after a long and dusty journey.

Su Qing's heart immediately sank.

Zhang Weizhen rushed all the way to Northern Xinjiang, and when he finally saw Su Qing, he immediately knelt down with a plop.

Zhang Weizhen just raised his head and before he could say anything, his eye circles were already red when he saw Su Qing. As soon as he spoke, his voice was choked with sobs: "Your Majesty..."

Seeing this situation, Su Qing understood. He looked at Zhang Weizhen silently and said softly: "Stand up and talk first."

Zhang Weizhen seemed not to have heard Su Qing's words and was still kneeling on the ground. He looked at Su Qing blankly, and then said word by word with red eyes: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen's little sister Zhang Cong'er has disappeared. …”

Su Qing: "..."

The stone in his heart suddenly sank to the bottom. His prediction came true. Su Qing simply didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face Zhang Weizhen.

In his rebirth, he has tried his best to prevent some things that happened in his previous life.

It was the same when he went to see Xiaoya, and the same was true when he summoned Zhang Weizhen to tell Cong'er.

I just don’t know whether it is because history cannot be changed or because fate is really fooling him. What should happen still happens in various forms!

Zhang Weizhen looked pleading: "I know that I have disturbed His Majesty's carriage, which is really an unforgivable crime...

However, recalling His Majesty's reminder, the criminal always felt that His Majesty knew Cong'er's current whereabouts...

This is a family matter of the guilty minister, and I dare not trouble His Majesty for help. I only ask His Majesty to show mercy and inform the guilty minister of Cong'er's location. The guilty minister may die to thank Your Majesty for your kindness..."

After that, before Su Qing could react, Zhang Weizhen's eyes were determined and he kowtowed to the ground three times with a determined "dong dong dong" sound. When he raised his head again, blood was already flowing on his forehead. Come down.

Under Zhang Weizhen's pleading eyes, Su Qing nodded slightly: "...I know."