Ling Xueman was still at a loss for what he had just said, and was taken aback when he heard the words, "You, how do you know Li Xuan?"
"Aren't you nonsense? I have the ability to get in and out of these four palaces, can I still know your every move? Xueman, I clearly warn you that you are not allowed to get too close to Mo Lixuan!" Mo Qi was cold. Voice said.
"What? You are crazy, why do you care about me? Besides, Li Xuan is my son, what happened to me being close to him?" Ling Xueman retorted excitedly when he heard it.
"Why? By the way I am your man!" Mo Qihan became angry, and shouted directly.
Ling Xueman was even more angry, shaking Mo Qihan's hand vigorously, and roared back: "You domineering man! Li Xuan is only nine years old, and he is still a child. How could he be a man? He is just a boy! And I have already I'm telling you, we are mother and son, he calls me mother, he is good to me because his biological mother died young, I am alone in these four palaces, we are living together! And he said he would protect me! "
Mo Qihan was not moved by Ling Xueman's explanation. On the contrary, he was even more angry, holding her firmly, his cold eyes shot at Ling Xueman like a sharp arrow, and coldly curled his lips, "Hmph! So you are good to Mo Lixuan, yes. Do you want to catch him as your backer? Ling Xueman, you have a good plan and want to use Mo Lixuan? I tell you, you can dispel this idea as soon as possible, otherwise, I will let you go back to Ling Beiyuan!"
"Who are you? Why do you know so much? Why do you let me go back to Ling's house?" Ling Xueman looked straight at Mo Qihan, his eyes were equally compelling.
"You don't need to know! All you need to know is that I am not an ordinary thief, and that I have the ability to reach the sky!" Mo Qihan was awe-inspiring.
Ling Xue nodded angrily, "Okay, just treat me like a monkey! I'm an idiot, right? But let me tell you, I love Lixuan when he is the love of his relatives. Yes, you can only say that you have problems with your thoughts and brains. I will never use him. Believe it or not!"
"Snapped!"
With a crisp clap, Ling Xueman fell onto the bed, her eyes widened in disbelief, but before she could react, she was pulled by Mo Qihan's grasping hand, and she sat down again. She got up, and was pulled into Mo Qihan’s arms, and those big hands had already pinched her neck, her voice was as cold as ice, with traces of brutality, "Ling Xueman, look at the world, you are the number one A person who dares to provoke me so, this slap teaches you a lesson, don't let me hear such evil words from your mouth again!"
There was a fierce pain on her cheek, and the tears she had endured for a long time finally fell uncontrollably. When she hurt her ankle, she didn’t cry even though she hurt, and she didn’t cry when she was about to be buried in flames, but he did not cry. The slap made her feel painful! It's the kind of pain that hurts in my heart!
"You kill me!" Ling Xueman sneered and said, "I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live so humble, you force me! Strangle me!"
Mo Qihan shook his body and let go of his hand quickly, staring at the tearful face, his heart, the first time he felt pain for a woman!
His fists were constantly tightening, and he closed his eyes deeply, Mo Qihan ah Mo Qihan, how many important things are waiting for you to do, you are thinking about the layout and planning, how can you be confused for a woman !
Ling Xueman lay on the bed, crying sadly, crying for her tragic crossing, crying for her current fate, crying that this damn thief actually beat her! She thought he was just being domineering and cold, but he was still gentle at any rate, who knows...
Mo Qihan stood by the bed for a long time, staring at the extremely aggrieved person on the bed, and finally said impatiently: "Have you been crying enough? Are you annoying?"
Ling Xueman didn't speak, but he was even more sad, sobbing even harder.
Mo Qihan frowned, and said evilly: "Don't think I will coax you, this son has never had the habit of coaxing women! There is a wolf den not far from my thieves’ den. If you cry again, I will You throw it to the wolves to eat!"
This remark really had a miraculous effect, and the woman on the bed immediately stopped trembling, but still stubbornly refused to say a word, and refused to turn his face to look at Mo Qihan.
Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing to the dining room without going to bed so late?"
Ling Xueman was reminded at once, turned his head and stared at Mo Qihan, bitterly said: "Isn't it thanks to you? I'm going to burn that damn bed sheet!"
"Burn the bed sheets?" Mo Qihan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while, and said in confusion, "Why burn the bed sheets?"
"You still ask? It's not a good thing that you did! My virgin body was ruined by you. Can others see the blood on the bed sheet?" Ling Xue was not angry, and slapped the bed with both hands.
Mo Qihan understood this, and his calm and handsome face showed a faint smile, but said, "That's your own cleverness! Do you think I will leave something so important to make people suspicious? Just leave it alone. There is no such thing as a life of death today, girl, don't cover up with your own self-righteousness. I never show up in everything I do, and I will not leave any flaws for others!"
"You're nonsense! If I didn't hide the sheet, wouldn't it be discovered by the maid?" Ling Xueman paled in anger and argued.
Mo Qihan glanced at Ling Xueman with contempt. When Ye Chuntang came to report that he was going to clean up the bed, but the sheets were gone, he thought it must be Ling Xueman's work. He didn't expect this girl to take so long. What a stupid girl who took it out and secretly ran to the dining room to burn the evidence!
"Why did the dining room catch fire? How could you burn the entire dining room when you burned a bed sheet?" Mo Qihan ignored him, and then asked.
"I... I saw that there was still a fire in the stove, so I threw the sheets directly in. Wherever I thought it would cause a fire, I went..." Ling Xue suddenly paused, glanced at Mo Qihan, but tightly I closed my mouth.
Mo Qihan raised her eyebrows, went to bed and picked up Ling Xueman, forced her to look at him, and asked in a deep voice, "What did you do?"
"I...I'm going to pick a kitchen knife." Ling Xueman was so nervous and heartbeat that she was frightened by that compelling gaze, her voice was as fine as a mosquito bite.
"Pick a kitchen knife? What do you want a kitchen knife for?" Mo Qihan opened his eyes curiously.
Ling Xueman replied unnaturally, "Self-defense!"
Mo Qihan's face twitched, he looked at the little woman in his arms with shame, and said with a smile: "This is the first time I heard that someone used a kitchen knife to defend themselves, hehe, who are you defending? You stay in this palace every day, Who dares to move you? Or--"
Mo Qihan's words suddenly stopped, staring complicatedly at those eyes that still looked clear in the dark night, and asked casually: "Or do you want to use a chopper to defend me? Do you want to defend me or kill me? ?"
"Yeah..." Ling Xueman trembled, guilty of not daring to face Mo Qihan's eyes, who seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, looking around, not daring to answer.
The two remained silent for a long time. Mo Qihan's heart was a little cold, and his mood suddenly fell down. He said faintly: "You want to kill me with a kitchen knife. It's useless. A woman's best defense is to bring a dagger by her side. Day, I will give you a handful, but be careful not to hurt yourself."
"You... Are you good or bad to me?" Ling Xueman asked in confusion, confused.
Mo Qihan did not answer, "How do you feel?"
"Hmph, you must have a purpose for me. It's not just as simple as wanting to get my body. I can succumb to you, but you have to promise me that you can't hurt Li Xuan! He, he is the most sincere I came to this place. The person who treats me well, since he calls me mother, I also want to protect him."
After Ling Xueman finished speaking, he looked at Mo Qihan hopefully, his eyes were too deep, she could not see clearly or guess his heart.
Mo Qihan was startled, and said meaningfully: "Although Mo Lixuan is young now, he will grow up. In five years, he will be an adult, and he can marry the princess. Is it okay to be intimate with him?"
"What's the problem? You have tarnished our pure family relationship. Do you think others are like you because you are a thief?" Ling Xueman angrily accused.
Mo Qihan's face was full of black lines, "Did you forget about being beaten?"
"Huh!" Ling Xue turned her face away in a sullen manner. She is now subject to him everywhere, and she has to swallow her anger if she is beaten. If one day she catches his handle, she will definitely not make him feel better!
"Does your face still hurt?"
Mo Qihan's soft and watery voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Ling Xueman stiffened, staring at Mo Qihan with a dazed eye, and asked dumbly: "What did you say?"
However, Mo Qihan stretched uncomfortably, "I didn't say anything." Then he reached out his hand and stroked Ling Xueman's beaten cheek, feeling a little swollen, and got out of bed without saying a word, and got wet. Fold the towel and put it on the red puffy area.
In the darkness, Ling Xueman’s heartbeat speeded up a bit, and inexplicably stretched out his hand to touch Mo Qihan’s face, and whispered, “Why don’t I see you? I will not say you to protect myself, or tell me your name."
"You don't need to know." It was still this cold word that answered her.
"You hit me, and you were courteous. You don't need to be kind." Ling Xueman suddenly flicked away Mo Qihan's hand in anger.
Mo Qi stared with cold eyes, suppressing his anger as much as possible, and said, "Don't know how to promote!"
After speaking, he threw away the towel in his hand and said coldly: "I will send you back."
Mo Qihan hurried out with two fingers, clicked Ling Xueman's sleeping acupuncture point, then picked her up and walked towards the secret path. After entering the bedroom, placing her on the bed, he did not forget to extinguish the candlestick, and then he unlocked her acupuncture path. Stride back and leave.
Mo Lixuan stood on the top of the highest attic of the Four Kings Mansion, condescendingly looking for Ling Xueman's figure, his calm little face was full of anxiety at the moment, his bright eyes eagerly shuttled to every corner he could reach.
The fire in the dining room has been extinguished. All the guards of the palace searched the entire palace with torches, shouting Ling Xueman over and over again, and Mo Lixuan anxiously questioned the guards of the four palaces, large and small, and they all said that no one was going out. So why did Ling Xueman disappear out of thin air
"Little prince! The princess found it, come down!"
The housekeeper Si Kongliang’s loud shouts came, and Mo Lixuan was immediately overjoyed and flew down from the top of the building. Although he was only nine years old, he had not achieved other martial arts yet, but he did well in light work, so he fell steadily. On the ground, there was no panting.
"Butler, where is my mother?" Mo Lixuan rushed to the front and asked.
"Back to the little prince, the princess is in the bedroom in the water garden." the butler replied.
Mo Lixuan turned excitedly and ran towards Shushui Garden. The butler's expression was a little moved. After only two seconds, he stepped forward to keep up.
In the room, the candlestick was already lit, and Ling Xueman was sitting on the bed, leaning on the soft cushion, looking at Chuntang Qiuyue around her, feeling indescribable in her heart.
"Princess, please bear with me first, and wait for the housekeeper and the little prince to come, and the emperor Xuan will show you." Chuntang said with concern.
Qiuyue took the towel and cleaned Ling Xueman's hands, and said: "Wang Hao, it's all because the servants are not served well, and the princess is frightened. Please punish the servants."
"It's okay, I also blame me for being timid, I can't blame you, don't be upset." Ling Xueman smiled apologetically and comforted.
As he was talking, Mo Lixuan rushed in without any suspicion, "Mother, where have you been?"
"Lixuan!" Ling Xue smiled comfortably.
"The slave servant has seen the little prince!" Chuntang Qiuyue saluted and quickly let go.
Mo Lixuan rushed to the front, grasping Ling Xueman's hand, his voice was full of anxiety, "Mother, you are so anxious to death, I can't find you anywhere, I almost went to ask my father to find you in Beijing. is you!"
"Lixuan, I’m fine, hey, I don’t know what to do, so I slept under the bed, fell asleep and suddenly woke up, I wanted to go back to bed, but I accidentally touched my black foot. I remember calling someone." Ling Xueman said annoyedly, looked at Mo Lixuan depressed, and said suspiciously: "Lixuan, do you think I am sleepwalking?"
"Sleepwalking? Mother, did you actually sleep under the bed? Uh, did you have your feet?" Mo Lixuan's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at Ling Xueman's foot again, "Mother, which foot is hurt? "
"Left foot."
"housekeeper!"
Mo Lixuan immediately shouted out.
The butler bowed outside and replied, "What's the command of the little prince?"
"The imperial physician came to see my mother for the injury."
"Yes, the minion will go now."
The steward’s footsteps were gone, Ling Xueman sighed lightly, looked at Mo Lixuan’s eyes, and couldn’t help touching his little face, his voice choked slightly, "Lixuan, you can treat me that's nice."
"Mother, I want to take care of you for my father. Don't think I am young now, but I will grow up soon. Whether it's a elder sister or a mother, Li Xuan recognizes you." Mo Lixuan's childish face There is maturity and firmness beyond age.
At this moment, Ling Xueman's moving tears burst into her eyes, and she had forgotten Mo Qihan's inaccuracy, and held Mo Lixuan tightly in her arms.
The night is as water, as deep as ink.
The weather at night was already refreshing, and Ling Xueman couldn't sleep peacefully all night, always feeling cold, but sleepy and couldn't open his eyes called maid plus quilt.
After raising her injuries for five or six days in a row, Mo Qiyan came to see her this afternoon, which made her feel so gloomy for a few days. Even in her dreams, she saw Mo Qiyan's warm and moist smile.
Curled up, the whole person got into the brocade quilt, and the slight breathing sounded clearly in the ears of the man standing by the bed for a long time.
The long figure stood with his hands behind, staring at the bulging quilt intently, and the whole body exuded bone-biting coldness.
With a big hand lifted, the quilt on Ling Xueman's body slipped, and the coldness spread all over her body immediately, causing her to instinctively reach out and touch the quilt with her eyes closed, but the quilt seemed to be long enough to reach and be pulled away again. After so many times, Ling Xueman was a little awake, opened his sleepy eyes, and mumbled dazedly: "Where is the quilt?"
"The quilt is here!"
An indifferent voice suddenly sounded, Ling Xue suddenly fully awake, sat up, looked at the tall black figure in front of him, shivered instinctively, and stuttered: "You, are you here?"
Mo Qihan didn't say a word, but looked at Ling Xueman coldly.
Ling Xueman was too cold, embracing her arms, and said a little irritably, "What do you do with my quilt? Give it to me!"
"Is it cold?" Mo Qihan's handsome face was hazy, without a trace of expression.
Ling Xueman heard something wrong, wanted to ask, and stopped wanting to say something, this man is so cold most of the time, so what can I ask
So, she turned her little face away and kept silent.
"speak!"
Holding back his anger, Mo Qihan suddenly raised his voice, and knelt on the bed with one leg bent and half kneeling, clasping Ling Xueman's chin with his big hands, and squeezing her face to look at him, his cold eyes staring at Ling Xueman tightly. With a helpless and panicked look, he said coldly: "After indulging you for a few days to make you heal, do you think I am making you and other men reluctant to think about it?"
"What? You...ah, I didn't, you hurt me!" While Ling Xueman was shocked, the pain from her chin made her distorted her face.
"It's good to know that it hurts. My son thought you had hard wings and found a new backer, so I didn't put my son in his eyes at all!" Mo Qi said coldly, his strength in his hands was not diminished. On the contrary, it worsened. Ling Xueman suddenly felt that the bones were about to break, and the painful cold sweat broke out. His hands instinctively slapped Mo Qihan, pinched her hand, and gasped: "You, you bastard, let me go, it hurts... "
"Do you dare to scold me?" Mo Qihan's voice was colder, and he let go of his hand quickly, but slapped heavily, Ling Xueman fell on the bed with Jin Xing in his eyes, trembling, reaching out his hand to cover his burning cheek , Grievance and pain, tears fell uncontrollably, but she bit on the bed sheet and didn't let herself cry.
Mo Qihan slapped out, with a trace of regret in his heart. After a few seconds, he put his big hand behind him, still looking at Ling Xueman coldly.
He is as proud as him and cold in nature, even if he regrets it, it is impossible to pull his face down to coax a woman!
The strange atmosphere, the cold breath, in this dark room in the middle of the night, is terrible silence.
Ling Xueman shed tears silently, her heart as cold as water.
When will she get rid of this demon and live a normal life
Mo Qiyan's face surged into her heart, and Ling Xueman's tears flowed more fiercely. If he could save her from the sea of suffering, she would agree with her body, but...but she is no longer a virgin...
Time passed quietly, Ling Xueman cried until he fell asleep on the bed, the tears on his cheeks were clearly visible, and there were several crystal tears hanging on his eyelashes, and he refused to fall for a long time.
The coldness came again, Ling Xueman slowly curled up, leaving the Jinquilt aside, Mo Qihan was still standing by the bed, staring at the woman who had shrunk into a cat with sharp eyes like an eagle, no Do not speak.
The cold wind entered from the window lattice, and Ling Xueman sneezed heavily in his deep sleep, and her body curled up tighter.
Mo Qihan's eyes tightened, and finally reached out his hand and twisted the corner of the quilt to cover Ling Xueman. Seeing her awkward posture on her stomach, he thought a little bit in his heart, then took off his boots and coat, went to bed, and hugged Ling Xueman. He got up on the pillow, and then sat down watching her sleep.
Because Ling Xueman had been thinking about Mo Qiyan before going to bed, all he dreamed of was Mo Qiyan, with his faint concern, his charming smile, his kind words, and the tension when he held her shoulder...