Why did Song Yichen turn against Xuanyuan Qingtian?
What are they doing this for?
And why do they want her to leave? Are they afraid she's holding them back, or are they afraid she'll be implicated?
Could it be that he wanted her back because he was afraid that she would be implicated?
No, are they also suspicious of her? Maybe they want to monitor her better and deliberately want her to come back so that she can relax her vigilance.
Well, this is indeed very possible, because if she were in Xuanyuan Qingtian's room, it would be inconvenient to find or contact someone.
Therefore, we need to send her back. In this way, the vigilance in their own place will definitely be relaxed, and it will be easier for them to monitor who she will contact. No matter whether she has done anything sorry for Xuanyuan Qingtian, they will find out every way possible.
Duanmu Minya walked slowly back and forth in the room, her mind constantly speculating and deliberating on why they did what they did.
Perhaps they did this to make their opponents relax their vigilance and give them a chance to catch them all in one fell swoop.
It seems that she doesn't want to do anything now, just wait and see what they want to do.
Duanmu Minya thought so, she quickly found a red silk scarf from the closet and tied it on the window lattice, watching the red silk scarf on the window lattice swing in the wind.
Xuanyuan Qingtian frowned slightly and sat behind the desk looking at the books spread out in front of him. He just looked at them quietly, but he didn't turn a page for a long time, as if the book on this page was some difficult question.
, he wants to watch it several times.
But from the look in his eyes that had drifted to nowhere, we could already tell that he was not reading a book at all, but thinking about a problem, so he didn't turn a page of the book.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Ajiang is back."
Butler Lin called in a low voice from the side. When he saw Xuanyuan Qingtian looking at him, he spoke quickly.
"Well, let him in."
Xuanyuan Qingtian slowly leaned back, placed his right hand on the armrest, and tapped lightly with his long fingers.
His left elbow rested on the armrest, supporting his chin, while he lazily leaned on the left armrest.
The whole person looks lazy and freehand, but in fact he is more like an African leopard ready to go. Although he looks lazy and elegant, in fact, every movement contains infinite explosive power.
"My subordinates bow to the prince."
A young guard hurriedly walked in and immediately saluted Xuanyuan Qingtian respectfully.
"Well, no need to worry, let's talk."
Xuanyuan Qingtian waved his hand casually, but he still leaned on the armrest casually, without even raising his eyes.