Several princes were sitting around.
Standing in the middle was Jing Shenghan.
Some of the princes had seen her before, while others had never seen her before, but when they saw her, their eyes were filled with joy.
The second prince performed particularly well.
He turned around and said respectfully, "Father, Miss Mu is extremely talented. The poem 'Autumn Residence on the Ba River' that you admired earlier was composed by her."
The old emperor also liked talented people, and his passionate gaze was fixed on Mu Qingran's face.
Nice face and nice figure.
The old emperor asked, "Is it as the Second Prince said?"
Mu Qingran knelt on his knees, shook his head respectfully and humbly, saying that the poem was not written by him.
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The old emperor asked where he had copied it, and Mu Qingran modestly replied, "China."
"Hahaha..." The old emperor laughed. Who would believe this?
The Crown Prince also spoke up immediately: "Father, Miss Mu's greatest strength is not just poetry."
Seeing that the prince was so madly infatuated with Mu Qingran, the old emperor felt uneasy.
He asked, "Besides writing poetry, what else can you do?"
The prince looked at Jing Shenghan and explained, "I heard from General Jing that Miss Mu can also make grenades."
"Grenade?" The old emperor was puzzled, his eyes falling on Jing Shenghan's face, "What is a grenade?"
Jing Shenghan smiled and replied, "Your Majesty, grenades are similar to gunpowder and have immense power."
"Father, the grenade was made by Miss Mu herself." The prince pointed out again.
The old emperor smiled knowingly and said, "Miss Mu, since the Crown Prince and the Second Prince both value you so highly, then you should make more grenades for me to use in our wars."
This coincided with Mu Qingran's thoughts before she entered the palace.
She doesn't object.
In fact, after living in the general's mansion for a long time, the snow in her heart had melted.
She likes this warm home.
What's more, now he has met Jing Shengzhu who came here from another world.
She felt no longer alone.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Mu Qingran followed suit and saluted.
The old emperor rested his finger on his chin and turned his gaze to Jing Shenghan. "Jing Qing, how do you know that the Sky Prison is not built firmly?"
"Your Majesty, the fact that a tunnel was dug through the prison shows it's not very solid." Jing Shenghan raised his hand and said respectfully, "I plan to rebuild the prison!"
"Okay!" the old emperor said solemnly, "Then I look forward to the completion of the Heavenly Prison!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
When he left Yihexuan and arrived at the Imperial Garden, he bumped into the Inspector General Hou Junsheng.
When passing by, he suddenly stopped and looked at Mu Qingran, "Miss, can you please spare me a moment to talk?"
Mu Qingran looked at Jing Shenghan.
Jing Shenghan walked away with his hands behind his back: "Qingran, brother is waiting for you over there."
After the people left, Hou Junsheng pulled Mu Qingran aside and asked, "Miss, do you have a grudge against Master Pei?"
"No grudge."
"In that case, why did you want to kill him?"
Mu Qingran's expression was cold: "He harmed the people in the General's Mansion, which made him my enemy. Besides, aren't you also looking for trouble with General Jing to avenge a personal grudge?"
The point hit the nail on the head, and Hou Junsheng's eyes darkened.
On the way home.
The two heard children reciting nursery rhymes outside the car.
"In the General's Mansion, a demon fetus was born. It can't be killed by poison, and it can't be broken by being thrown. It makes people wonder, and it makes people wonder. Who knows, it might break into the Golden Palace tomorrow..."
It repeats over and over again, which makes people tired.
"A demon baby was born in the General's Mansion?" Mu Qingran was startled. "Could it be that you are talking about my disciple, Xiao Qiaoqiao?"
Jing Shenghan clenched his fists and could no longer sit still.
He stood up in anger.
"Where are you going?"
"I want to see who dares to speak ill of my aunt behind her back!"
"Sit down!" Mu Qingran remembered Jing Shengzhu's words and reached out to pull him. "If you go out now, you'll fall into that person's trap and bring trouble to the General's Mansion."
Jing Shenghan hesitated: "You, know?"
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