Next to the rockery in the Royal Garden, Ling Xueman and Liu Wutong stood there. A clear stream surrounded the rockery, and several golden-red fishes were swimming happily.
Ling Xueman squatted down and looked at the fishes. He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Wutong, look, they are in a good mood!" As he said, teasingly stretched out his index finger into the water and pointed towards the fish's back, the fish reacted. Very quickly, he swam away slippery, "chuck" Ling Xueman smiled more happily, turned around and waved to Liu Wutong, "Wutong, you also come to play, very interesting."
"No, I think it's naive." Liu Wutong glanced lightly, and turned his face slightly disdainfully.
Ling Xueman was stunned, looked at Liu Wutong in confusion, remembering Concubine Mo Ya's words, hurriedly stood up, blushed embarrassedly, and said: "Wutong, I'm sorry, I, I just acted to win the bet. I didn't expect it would...it would hurt your face..."
"It doesn't matter. It's just that I was also shocked. I didn't expect the Four Queens to have such outstanding dance and flute." Liu Wutong twitched the corner of his lips lightly, his smile was far-fetched, and his eyes were no longer shining, even a little gloomy. "It doesn't matter, even if it is praised by millions of people in the world, but there is no one, what's the point?"
Liu Wutong squinted his eyes, turned around, and walked to the five-foot-high pavilion. He climbed up the stairs, and his back was lonely and lonely.
Ling Xueman stayed in a daze and hurriedly followed. He carefully stepped up the wooden stairs and stood in the pavilion with Liu Wutong, leaning side by side on the railings, looking at the nearby palaces. In the distance, the excitement of the Hall of Supreme Harmony As I continued, there was a faint sound of music...
"Xueman, are you happy? You live alone in that bedroom every day. At the banquet, others are in pairs, your husband is by your side, but you are alone. You have to live a lifetime without the love of your husband. You can’t be a normal woman without your own children, or even the end of your life. Are you really happy?"
"Indus..."
Ling Xueman turned his face, the tear marks on Liu Wutong's face were clearly visible, looking at her faintly, as if he wanted to say something and stopped, as if sighing for her, under the heart, inexplicably uncomfortable, seemed to be blocked by a big stone, dull and weak. . "Wu Tong, are you caring about me? I... I don't have anything to do. It's good to live like this... I am also very happy, I have Xuan'er..."
"Xue Man!" Liu Wutong covered his mouth, crying depressed, and his frail shoulders kept trembling, and asked vaguely: "Four princes, has he entrusted you with a dream again?"
"Take a dream?" Ling Xueman repeated in confusion, stepped closer, hugged Liu Wutong, and eagerly said: "Wutong, why are you crying? I'm really fine, don’t worry about me, the four princes didn’t entrust the dream to me. I'm probably reborn, and I can still live by myself!"
"Hearing hallucinations...must be my auditory hallucinations... He is dead and no longer alive, how could he still blow up?" Liu Wutong muttered inaudibly, Ren Ling Xueman hugged her, immersed in her own grief. Extricate yourself.
Ling Xueman didn't hear Liu Wutong's muttering words clearly, so she pushed the wrong one on her body. Anxiously, she just wanted to stop Liu Wutong from tears, while taking out her veil to wipe the tears on her face, while groaning and comforting. .
Liu Wutong pushed Ling Xueman away suddenly, and shouted, "Don't worry about me!"
"Indus..." Ling Xueman stayed in a daze, staring at the hand holding the kerchief frozen in the air, feeling speechless.
Ling Xue was lost in the air, unable to move or speak, but froze in place, looking at Liu Wutong crying in confusion, she really didn't know what she had done wrong!
Liu Wutong retreated while crying, and backed unconsciously until she reached the end of the railing, but she was still retreating, as if seeing Ling Xueman would make her more sad. In fact, she really didn’t want to see Ling Xueman, as long as Calling her the Fourth Queen, she felt heartache. Originally, this name belonged to her, and this identity also belonged to her. The bed where Brother Han slept in, was slept by her all day long. When she thought of it, she felt uncomfortable. So she never went to the Four Palaces again.
"Indus!"
Seeing that Liu Wutong's body had been attached to the edge of the fence, Ling Xue returned anxiously and shouted out of voice.
"Don't come here!" Liu Wutong screamed back, his hands dancing desperately in the air, as if Ling Xueman was like a snake and beast, for fear that she would approach her.
"It's not Wutong, be careful, I won't go over, you, you stand back, there is danger over there!" Ling Xueman didn't dare to move, but a cold sweat broke out on her forehead anxiously, Liu Wutong seemed to have been stimulated, and now she is so emotionally out of control ,what can we do about it
Ling Xueman searched eagerly, hoping to see someone and help her persuade Wutong to come back. However, instead of seeing anyone, when she looked back, she opened her eyes in horror, "Wutong! Don't go back. !"
I saw Liu Wutong's body hung up on the railing, her feet retreating without a path, but her brain was still pushing her back, tears were streaming, and her mouth murmured, "Don't come over," Don’t come...I don’t want to see you...I don’t want to..."
"Indus, I'm not going over, I'll just stand here, will you retreat first, okay?" Ling Xueman panted heavily, suppressing his inner excitement as much as possible, softened his voice, and persuaded him in a low voice, for fear that a loud voice would make him worse Surprised Liu Wutong.
"do not come…"
In the gloom behind the rockery, Mo Qihan's body was tense, his fists clenched, and his shameless eyes stared at the Liu Wutong on the pavilion violently, and his whole body was chilly.
"Boss, things are not good!" Lin Mengqing reminded with a very low voice.
"Don't be exposed!" Mo Qihan bit out four words from his teeth, but his eyes never left the pavilion. He didn't understand, what happened to Wutong? Why do you suddenly reject Manman so much? She keeps retreating, still crying, what do you mean? Are you still reading him? Damn, he is already "dead"!
"Indus, I beg you, you come back first, you don't want to see me, then I will go, I won't show up in front of you, OK?" Ling Xueman was scared to tears, the Liu Wutong at this moment is like floating fallen leaves. Fragile and terrified.
"Brother Han...Four Queens..." Liu Wutong's voice became lower and lower, only his red lips were moving, but no sound came out.
Suddenly, she slid her right foot while she was absent, and she got out of the railing with her body blank!
"Indus!"
"what--"
Ling Xueman rushed over at almost the same time, quickly grabbing Liu Wutong's right arm with his eyesight, but the huge falling power sucked all her strength away, and Liu Wutong only realized at this time. The instinct to survive made her She clasped Ling Xueman's hand tightly, and her body fell down. She dragged Ling Xueman back, causing Ling Xueman's body to be taken out of the railing, and the two fell straight from the air!
"Ah--" Ling Xueman yelled in surprise, and instinctively closed his eyes, waiting for the arrival of death.
The shocking change was only a momentary thing. Although Mo Qihan had predicted it, his heart beat out of his throat in shock, and he whispered, "Long! Indus!" His long body flashed out like lightning and stood up to it. high altitude!
Lin Mengqing stomped, "Damn it!" and flew to the two women who were about to fall into meatloaf!
Liu Wutong fell first, so Mo Qihan's unthinkable arms stretched out and grabbed Liu Wutong first, but Ling Xueman also fell. He couldn't resolve the two forces at the same time. He was in a hurry and rushed with the other hand. Hugging Ling Xueman's waist, the three of them fell to the ground at the same time!
"Boss!"
Lin Mengqing shouted, Mo Qihan was overjoyed, and while tightening Ling Xueman, he released Liu Wutong and jumped from Lin Mengqing to catch it in the air. The pressure was reduced, and the four of them all fell to the ground steadily.
As soon as she landed, Lin Mengqing loosened the Liu Wutong, and couldn't help but snarled in anger, "What are you doing? Just jump if you want to die! You made our princess die almost together with you, you can bear it. Are you up?"
"You, you guys..." Liu Wutong stared at the two men dressed as guards in front of him, squirming his lips, pale face, speechless.
She had never seen this guard yelling at her, but the other one, facing those dark eyes, Liu Wutong was momentarily absent-minded!
Mo Qihan frowned, turned his face away, avoiding Liu Wutong's gaze, intending to check if Ling Xueman was hurt, completely forgot how unfit he was accustomed to hug naturally at this moment, and turned his eyes to find out Ling Xueman was looking up at him with a stunned look!
She smelled the familiar scent of sandalwood, those beautiful cold eyes, and the big hand around her waist, holding her in this position, her body pressed against his side, It feels like that...like a concubine! Do not! It can't be wrong. Concubine holds her every day. How could she feel wrong
"You, you are..." subconsciously, she whispered.
Of course, that big hand suddenly loosened after hearing her words, and took a step back, opened the distance between them, bowed slightly, arched his hand, and said in a rough voice with a changed voice: "The slave is over. Now! The slave protected the princess secretly, following the orders of the housekeeper, the princess was just shocked!"
"You are Wujie..." Ling Xueman said in a broken voice, staring at this grim face that she was so familiar with, and once again scolded herself for being suspicious. The man who had just rescued her in front of him was clearly the guard of the Fragrant Altar of the Four Kings Mansion. Jie, how could she be her concubine? How could a guard have so many masters in black as his subordinates? Therefore, Ling Xueman shook his head vigorously, he is definitely not a concubine!
Lin Mengqing's mouth twitched twice, he sighed secretly, turned around, saluted, and also had to change his voice and said, "The slave Wuhen has seen the princess!"
"Wuhen? Are you also the guard of Xiangtanju?" Ling Xueman said gratefully: "I really appreciate you and Wujie. If it weren't for you, Wutong and I would fall to death!"
"Yes, Princess!" Lin Mengqing nodded slightly, tacitly acquiescing to his identity, but couldn't help but want to curse in her heart. This unscrupulous woman, when she saw her good-looking, said that he was a fairy man, dressed as an ordinary Wuhen. , It's calm!
"No introduction?"
Liu Wutong, who hadn't spoken for a long time, stared at Mo Qihan intently, suddenly opened his mouth softly, interrupted Mo Qihan's words, and took two steps closer, standing still in front of him with a pair of inquiries. Without evasiveness, his eyes looked close to the pupils that she was so familiar with!
She hadn’t looked at this guard at all in the Moon Lake of the Four Kings Mansion before. When he landed on the ground, the look he looked at her made her heart beat for no reason. Those eyes looked like her brother Han. Although his voice was different, she could still hear the sound quality similar to that of Brother Han, and this figure, of course, in that glance, there was also a deep blame...
"Wujie?" Liu Wutong's red lips lightly opened, with a light tremor in his soft voice, he asked word by word: "Are you really Wujie?"
"Indus, he is..." Ling Xueman didn't know what was going on with Liu Wutong, and when she saw her lost consciousness, he was anxious to explain.
Of course, Liu Wutong didn't turn his head, but sternly shook out angrily, "Shut up! I didn't ask you!"
"Wu..." Ling Xueman opened her lips, paled, and stood there stiffly, her lips were opening and closing, but she couldn't say a word, she looked at Liu Wutong blankly, and a deep wound flashed in her eyes. .
Mo Qihan's heart twitched, and tried his best to endure the urge to hug Ling Xueman into his arms for comfort. The big hands hanging on both sides of his body were pinched very tightly and tightly. No one could see the hazy handsome face, but those cold eyes She seemed to be caught in the frost-like frost, staring at the beautiful face in front of him that once made him infinitely affectionate, and slowly said: "Miss Liu is just a daughter of the Tai Fu, so she dare to confront the dignified four. Is the princess so rude? Even if Mrs. Liu sees my princess, he has to bow down, let alone Miss Liu?"
"Four Queens?" Liu Wutong smiled coldly, looking directly at the dark eyes, but the corners of his lips evoked a cold smile, "You were originally the guard next to Brother Han, right? Are you sure? "
"Han...Brother?" Ling Xueman's brain crashed a little, twitching her small face, chewing Liu Wutong's strange words, and there was a touch of confusion in her injured eyes.
Listening to Liu Wutong's natural and affectionate name, and then listening to Ling Xueman's awkward stammering, Lin Mengqing laughed out of nowhere, and snatched the stubbornness as if he was chaotic. Looking at Ling Xueman, he said meaningfully: " The princess, brother Han is the master of the slaves, the husband of the princess, and the fourth princes do not pray for cold!"
As soon as he said this, Ling Xueman almost bit his tongue with excitement, "You, what are you talking about? Yes, it is my husband? Then Wutong, you...you are called so intimate..."
Ling Xueman rolled his eyes and almost didn't faint on the spot. No matter how stupid and big she was, she suddenly understood that Liu Wutong should be her old lover of that dead man!
No wonder, no wonder Liu Wutong said that he didn't want to see her, and he didn't let her go, so excited, what was the point even if he won the praise of thousands of people in the world, but not one person
It's no wonder that she came to the Fourth Prince's Mansion and insisted on offering incense to the Fourth Prince. Only this sound from Brother Han is not something that ordinary relationships can call.
Mo Qihan glanced at Ling Xueman, and then withdrew indifferently, looking at Liu Wutong calmly, without any change in his eyes, and still said with a changed voice: "What does Miss Liu mean by this? In Xia Nai my master's life. One of the three major guards around him, but rarely appears in the public. Does Miss Liu suspect Wujie's identity?"
"You...can you stretch out your right wrist and show it to me?" Liu Wutong was startled, placing his only hope here, and his heart was extremely nervous.
Mo Qihan raised his eyes and said coldly, "Ms. Liu is a scholar from a family of scholars, don't you know the reason why men and women can't accept it?"
"I...I just want to see, there is nothing to do..." Liu Wutong blushed, his voice lower and lower.
Lin Mengqing's eyes were filled with worry, and she secretly squeezed the palm of her hand. It was obvious that Liu Wutong was suspicious of Senior Brother! Thinking about it, immediately put away the usual silly things, glanced at Mo Qihan without a trace, and asked him with his eyes, what should I do
The corners of Mo Qihan's lips were coldly hooked, and he gave a hint of peace and tranquility, and then slowly rolled up the sleeve of his right wrist, revealing the bronzed wrist, pretending to smile frivolously, "But since Ms. Liu wants to see, no Why don't you let Miss Jie take a look?"
Liu Wutong's face became even more red, her head lowered slightly, but she was shy and shy. She even more wanted to know if this person was her brother Han, so she boldly moved her gaze over, and took a closer look. Two times, he finally retracted his gaze in disappointment, stepped aside, lowered his head and said softly, "I'm sorry."
Lin Mengqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and let her fist loosen.
Mo Qihan laid down his sleeves leisurely, glanced at Liu Wutong, and said coldly: "Miss Liu caused an accident to my princess today, and stepped on the princess's kindness under her feet. If my master is alive, he will not be merciless. !"
This last sentence angered Liu Wutong, and she almost shouted hysterically: "If your master is alive, you a little guard, how dare you speak to me like this!"
Ling Xueman was completely stunned. She had never seen Liu Wutong so out of control. She had seen her before, she was all gentle and graceful, dignified and virtuous, how did she seem to be stimulated from leaving Cuiming Lake today? Why does she want to look at Wujie's wrist, is she suspicious of anything
The atmosphere was quiet and weird. After being silent for a while, Mo Qihan said in a flat voice: "Miss Liu is right. Wujie is indeed just a slave next to the master, but the master has his life. All the four palaces need to do their best to protect my house. The princess, don’t allow anyone to bully his widow. Anyone must include Ms. Liu. I hope Ms. Liu will do it for herself in the future. If my princess is wronged by Ms. Liu again, there is no way to report to the little prince and ask the Taifu’s mansion! "
These seemingly plain words were mixed with traces of coldness and cruelty. In the last five words, he looked at her and paused every word, indicating warning and determination, and no more affectionate anger!
I thought Wutong just didn't love him deeply enough, and never thought she would be so selfish and so irritating! Manman treats her with a sincere heart, she actually stepped on her feet like a love rival, either roaring or fierce, what a damn!
Ling Xueman swallowed dryly, this Wujie speaks so imposingly! However, "Brother Wujie, I'm fine..."
"Wang Concubine!" Mo Qihan glared angrily, trying to tell him this stupid woman to shut up. He felt that his identity was wrong at this time, so he softened his voice slightly and said softly: "Don't talk."
Ling Xueman's voice was dumb unconsciously, her mouth squatted sadly, and she sighed secretly. Now even the guards of the Four Palaces are taking care of her, but they all protect her like this, she should be content!
Liu Wutong's face paled, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his mouth murmured: "I don't believe, I don't believe that Brother Han will treat me this way, I don't believe..."
Mo Qihan no longer looked at her, turned sideways, and said to Ling Xueman, "Wang Hao, please go back to the palace with the slave! Little Prince, Wuhen will report to him. If the princess is frightened, he will return to the palace in advance. The emperor will not blame it. !"
Lin Mengqing rolled his eyes depressed, this is obviously going to kick his "superfluous" person!
Ling Xueman frowned, "What about Wutong? She is emotionally unstable now. I have to send her back to Liu Shaobai. Forget it, Brother Wujie, you don't care about me, we are back to Cuiming Lake."
"Wang Concubine!" Mo Qihan was slightly angry, and his eyes were cold.
"Okay, okay, I am the princess, and I can be regarded as your master, listen to me, since you are the secret guards, go to the dark." Ling Xueman rarely assumed the posture of the master, raised her face, and carried Said half-sternly.
Lin Mengqing couldn't help but almost laughed, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand. It was really a feng shui turn, and his senior brother sometimes slumped! Master...hahaha...
Mo Qihan had a black line on his forehead. He wanted to say, damn girl, whose master are you? But, forbearance! Bear with me! You can't use a strong one. After thinking about it for a while, he had to forbearance: "Yes, the slave obeys!"
After the words fell, he wanted to leave, and said in a reassuring voice: "Princess, be careful about everything, don't have any more accidents!"
"Got it, Brother Wujie, you have also become a wordy old woman!" Ling Xueman made a mischievous face, then waved his hand and drove people away like a fly!
Mo Qihan Lung was about to swindle, clenched his fist, and squeezed a word from his teeth, "Yes!" Then he glared at Lin Mengqing, who was watching the show. With a look, the two of them flew away.
"Indus, let's go back!" Ling Xueman said softly, looking at her cautiously.
Liu Wutong did not speak, turned around and left, Ling Xueman gritted his teeth and followed behind.
He returned to his seat, and within a few minutes of sitting, the performance was all over. After Mo Yuming said a few words, he announced the end.