It's because of his superb strategy and deep intentions, but he just miscalculated a trick, that is, he never thought that Liu Wutong would be so crazy after his "death"!
The shadow brought by the housekeeper only obeyed orders to closely watch the actions of the three princes Mo Qiming. When Mo Qiming was in the theater, they only concealed and stared at Mo Qiming in the dark. No one, including the housekeeper, had expected it. In this short period of time, Ling Xueman was facing life and death!
When Ling Xueman’s resistance was exhausted, when she thought she was about to die from suffocation, in the dark, it seemed that God had deliberately arranged fate, Mo Qiyan's cyan figure bypassed the rockery and headed towards the lake. When he came, he was dull in the theater, and he accidentally caught a glimpse of Ling Xueman not in the position, and felt lost. After looking for an excuse, he got up and left his seat, trying to relax, and by the way, see if he can "encounter" Ling Xueman by chance. Who knows--
The loose eyes froze. The moment Mo Qiyan recovered his mind, he had no time to think of anything. He rushed out and touched Ling Xueman's clothes from behind. He swept her strong arms and grabbed her body. At the same time, a palm to Liu Wutong's face!
Turning around in place, stopping steadily, looking at nothing, Mo Qiyan's heart hung on Ling Xueman's body, anxiously disregarding the suspicion of men and women, stretched out her hand and raised her chin to check her throat , His voice was full of heart-wrenching anxiety, "Xueman, how are you? Is your throat uncomfortable?"
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Ling Xueman couldn't speak, but coughed constantly, leaning weakly on Mo Qiyan, letting him half-hold her, panting for her chest, breathing fresh air with big mouths.
Liu Wutong fell to the ground due to the slap. It was only at this time that she realized what she had done. After being sluggish for nearly a minute, she suddenly felt scared, and turned from a sitting posture to kneeling, crying sadly. With a cry, "Manman, I'm sorry!"
Ling Xueman's chaotic brain gradually became clear. He followed the voice and looked at Liu Wutong, muttering: "You, why are you strangling me? Where can I offend you?"
"Xue Man!" Mo Qiyan said nervously, "I'll take you away. Let's go to the Emperor Xuan to show you your throat first, we can't delay!"
"Second Prince..." Ling Xueman raised his head and looked at him who had fallen from the sky to save her life. Only sourness remained in his eyes, and he whispered his lips, "You, thank you for saving me..."
"Your throat is damaged, don't talk." Mo Qiyan squeezed a comforting smile with a heartache, then moved his eyes to the Liu Wutong on the ground. The gentle and elegant look in his eyes suddenly became cold, it was a kind of refreshing. The coldness of the bone marrow makes people tremble!
"Liu Wutong, you have committed the crime of murdering the Four Queens, and the crime is to be blamed! This king respects Master Taifu, and the crime of copying and slashing can be avoided, but you, this king wants your life!"
Like the Satan in hell, Mo Qiyan spit out words that were completely inconsistent with his usual temperament, and he asked Ling Xueman to leave with his cold lips.
"Second Prince!"
"No!"
Ling Xueman and Liu Wutong opened their mouths at the same time. Ling Xueman was about to speak to plead for Liu Wutong, but when she saw Liu Wutong with a pale face, he jumped up and hugged her leg, and cried out, "I'm sorry, the four princesses." , It’s my fault, I really don’t know what happened to me just now, why would I want to kill? No, there really is no, please, please forgive me, okay?"
"Indus..." Ling Xueman looked at her at a loss, but was pulled by Mo Qiyan and scolded: "Xueman, if I hadn't seen it in time, you would have died in her hands now! You are not allowed to pity her! "
"Second prince, I...I, Wutong shouldn't be going to kill me, she seems to have lost her mind just now..." Ling Xueman said timidly.
Mo Qiyan's sudden change in temperament shocked her.
"For whatever reason, I only saw you almost dead in her hands! Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to spare her!" Mo Qiyan said coldly.
"Four princesses, it is Wutong who was wrong. Wutong is convicted and convicted!" Liu Wutong hugged Ling Xueman's right leg tightly, crying.
"Indus!"
Ling Xueman's heart was sad to die, and she didn't know what to do for a while, and Mo Qiyan dragged her arm, so she passively followed Mo Qiyan, but Wutong still hugged her tightly and she left. She walked on her knees and said, "Forgive me" in her mouth!
After walking five or six steps on this strange landscape, Mo Qiyan suddenly turned around in anger and kicked Liu Wutong on the shoulder. She immediately screamed, let go, and fell to the ground!
"what--"
Liu Wutong screamed in pain and lay down on the ground. The redness and swelling marks on his face by Mo Qiyan's slap were obvious. The rest of his cheeks were all pale, and his lips were shaking. Li Hua raised his head with rain.
"Indus!"
Ling Xueman called out, only that his nerves were tense, if it weren't for Mo Qiyan to support her body, I'm afraid she was already limp to the ground, "two..."
"Xueman, let's go!" Mo Qiyan interrupted and helped Ling Xueman to walk forward. He was only worried that her throat would be hurt. For that frantic woman, he would wait for her to clean up!
"Four Queens--"
"Man Man--"
Ling Xueman walked forward passively, but couldn't help but turn around frequently to look at Liu Wutong on the ground. Hearing her hysterical shouts, she felt like she was in a cloud of darkness, and she couldn't see the bright heart. The pain!
I was getting farther and farther away from the lake, and the screaming gradually became inaudible. Ling Xueman finally recovered some strength, stopped, and said seriously: "Second prince, why are you here? You are not watching Is it a play? Cough cough..."
"Don't talk too much, I only came out because you were gone. I didn't expect... I came out in time for a loss, that damn woman!" Mo Qiyan frowned, "I asked Xuan'er to send you back to fourth. Royal Palace, the imperial physician will go directly to the Fourth Prince’s Palace to show you the injury, and I will come to see you later."
"You, do you really want to blame Wutong?" Ling Xueman looked up at him in surprise, but pressed his throat with one hand and couldn't help coughing.
"Don't worry about it, state-owned laws, family rules, not to mention that she murdered the prince and concubine, it was me...the lover I want to protect all my life!" Mo Qiyan lowered his eyes slightly, facing Ling Xueman's Qingtong, saying every word Said seriously.
Hearing that, Ling Xueman's tears came out for a long time, and she didn't cry before facing death. At this moment, she couldn't help it because of the man's last words. She cried, and countless sorry entangled in her heart, but she said no. Exit, she had him in her heart first, and he responded to her, he refused to change for her, she left him, but when he turned around, she could no longer respond to his love.
"Xueman, don't cry, it's because I didn't take good care of you that I let you suffer this bad hand, Xueman, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Mo Qiyan flusteredly raised his hand to wipe the tears on Ling Xueman's face, and his heartache was beyond surpassing.
"No, it's not..." Ling Xueman squatted down and buried her head in her knees. She wanted to explain that she wanted him to stop loving her, but she couldn't say anything about her concubine...
"Snow Man!"
Mo Qiyan then squatted down, supporting her shoulders with both hands, and said eagerly: "Don't cry, promise me to see the doctor first, okay? There is no danger. With me here, I won't let you have it again. It's dangerous, Xueman..."
"Second brother!"
A cold, low voice sounded abruptly, Mo Qiyan was startled, raised his head, and saw the two men approaching oncoming, his eyes tightened suddenly, he slowly loosened his hands half-holding Ling Xueman's shoulders, and stood up again, faintly With a smile, "Why did the third brother come here?"
Ling Xueman only squatted on the ground and was sad, ignoring anyone, her shoulders shrugging constantly.
Mo Qiming arched his hands, "Second brother, I'm tired from sitting, get up and walk, and relax."
"The minion has seen the second prince!" A relatively small entourage next to Mo Qiming saluted respectfully, with a thick and thin voice.
Mo Qiyan glanced lightly, "Get up!"
"Xie Er Wangye!" The entourage nodded, got up and retreated to the side.
Mo Qiyan hadn't noticed, and Ling Xueman didn't even know it. The follower's gaze had been on her since she entered the Taifu Mansion, secretly watching her every move, eyes, tone of voice, expressions and so on.
Except for the time when Ling Xueman and Liu Wutong were together, that gaze stayed on her.
"Four Queens...What's wrong?" Mo Qiming asked indifferently to Ling Xueman who was squatting on the ground.
Mo Qiyan looked terrified, but did not answer, and ordered to the entourage: "Immediately find the little prince and the steward of the Four Kings Mansion! Then pass the order of the king, and Master Liu from the Dali Temple will come over to see this king immediately!"
"Yes, Second Prince!"
Following hurriedly, Mo Qiming squinted his eyes in doubt, and asked, "What happened to the second brother?"
"Ms. Liu Wutong of the Taifu's House murdered the Fourth Princess. I happened to hit her and rescued her. It was really dangerous just now. If I came a step late, the consequences would be disastrous!" Mo Qiyan's indifferent words were mixed with infinite anger. When he moved his gaze to Ling Xueman, he regained some tenderness, and explained with a deep meaning: "She was too frightened, crying constantly, and her legs were so weak that I couldn't walk. I had to support her."
"murder?"
Mo Qiming was startled, and he understood Mo Qiyan’s half-hugging Ling Xueman’s movements, his tone suddenly increased, and the cold face of the cold handsome face became even colder, “Did she borrow the courage from the sky? How dare you murder the prince and princess?"
Bing turned his eyes and squatted slightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Four Queens, where did you hurt? Is that woman holding a knife?"
Ling Xueman only shook his head and didn't want to say a word. The crying gradually stopped, but he didn't want to look up at anyone.
Mo Qiyan saw this and said, "Liu Wutong is going to strangle her, I'm afraid her throat will be hurt."
"What?" Mo Qiming was with her body, his eyes suddenly appeared fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Where is the woman now?"
"there."
Mo Qiyan stretched out his hand and turned his head. Who knows, at this glance, his pupils tightened quickly, and his voice increased by an octave, "What about people?"
Ling Xueman was taken aback by a shock, and hurriedly stood up and looked back. At this look, his eyes widened in shock, "Why are you missing? Where's the Wutong people?"
"Damn it!"
Mo Qiyan clenched his fist and said viciously: "Dare to escape? She can't even want to escape from the palm of the king!"