Four Kings Mansion Shushui Garden.
"Wang Hao, you are back! Are you hungry? Do you want to take some snacks before bathing?" Chuntang greeted him and asked with a smile.
"Ling Xueman" shook his head tiredly, and said with a smile: "No, I'm very sleepy, so I want to sleep." As he said, he yawned and walked to the big bed.
"The servant girl will bring water right away and wait for the princess to wash. Should the princess take a bath now or get up tomorrow morning?" Qiuyue brought the clean clothes that Ling Xueman was going to wear tomorrow, put it on the bedside table, and asked.
"Ling Xueman" buried his head in the mattress, slumped and said: "It's no longer necessary. I can fall asleep with my eyes closed now. I'll talk about it when I get up tomorrow morning. Well, you leave me alone, go and rest."
Chuntang Qiuyue glanced at each other, and had to say: "Yes, the princess, the slave and maid retire!"
At the same time, incense altar dwelling.
In the room, the huge bath tub was placed next to the stove, and the moisture was drenched. Mo Qihan sat in the bath tub, closed his eyes slightly and calmly, while Wuji was gently wiping his body with a towel.
With a sound of "Master", Mo Qihan slowly opened his eyes, Wu Jie stood in front of him and lowered his head slightly, "Master, the princess is back home."
"Well, nothing happened, right?" Mo Qihan asked.
"Back to the master, the little prince was wronged and was beaten and scolded by other young masters in the Second Prince's Mansion. The princess was very angry and had a fight with the second prince. The little prince was taken back to the Second Prince's Mansion by the second prince, and the princess went to Cuiming Lake later. Relaxed, stumbled on her skirt, and met the third prince. The third prince seemed to be very ill. The princess helped the third prince go to Shunde gate. Later, the third prince seemed to be unable to leave for temporary official business, so the princess went back to the imperial garden. The minion has been following the princess, Wuhen has followed the third prince."
"Oh? Is there such an accident tonight?" Mo Qihan frowned slightly.
"Yes, master!" Wujie nodded.
Mo Qihan groaned for a while, staring at one place with deep eyes, deep and secluded.
The cold lips twitched, and the eyes were fierce, "No, please go on, all the shadows are ready at any time, Mengqing's whereabouts have been leaked, with that person's careful thoughts, there must be follow-up actions, we must take precautions before they happen. !"
"Yes, master!"
"Wuji, pay close attention to Wuhen's movement and direction, this king always feels that it won't be that simple!"
"Yes, the minion understands!"
Mo Qihan's hair was stained with a few drops of water, and he snapped his fingers, "Okay, just wash it here, undress!"
"Yes!"
Dressed in a dark blue gown, part of the loose green silk was tied with jade string, and the rest was scattered casually on the shoulders. The handsome and evil face was lazy, and it was arrogant and unruly everywhere, with long fingers with well-defined joints. Put a bowl of hot tea to your lips, sip it gracefully, remembering that Ling Xueman's tea is basically a cow drink, and his lips overflowed with a smile. I really don't understand. With his background, he is also very elegant. How come you are so obsessed with that rude girl
"Master, the princess has rested." Qiuyue stood by the door, reporting respectfully.
"Well, how are you looking at the princess?" Mo Qihan asked lightly.
Qiuyue looked at Mo Qihan and said: "Back to the master, the princess said that she was tired when she came back, and fell asleep without even freshening up."
"Is there nothing unusual about the princess?" Mo Qihan asked again.
Qiuyue shook her head, "Back to the master, the slave and maidservant didn't see it. Except that she seemed a little lost in emotion, there was nothing else."
"Well, go down."
"Yes, master!"
After a cup of hot tea entered his throat, Mo Qihan got up, walked slowly to the bed, opened the secret tunnel, and stepped in.
In the bedroom, a disguised woman lying on the bed pretending to sleep with her eyes closed, listening to the outside movement with her ears upright, her right hand inserted in her chest, where a tube of poisonous needles has been prepared, and her wrists are also very thin. Her two steel cables were also hidden under the pillow by a dagger, which was extremely sharp.
According to her master's calculation, someone will come to Ling Xueman tonight, and it must also be the person hiding behind Ling Xueman, more likely to be their target person!
Suddenly, the woman's closed eyes tightened. There was an extra person's breathing in this room, and someone was coming!
Mo Qihan stood in front of the soundless wall, pressed the mechanism, looked at the darkness of the room, listened to the steady breathing, and the corners of his lips raised a beautiful arc.
Knowing that she was in a bad mood tonight, and that she was asleep, Mo Qihan lightly stepped, bypassing the screen without making any sound, and stood in front of the bed.
There were still thick curtains on the window, moonlight could not penetrate, so the bed was very dark. He wanted to see if she had cried, so he took the fire pleat from the bedside table and lit it above her head. She was sleeping. Surprisingly correct, there are no signs of crying on his cheeks, his eyes are closed tightly, and his sleep is very peaceful.
Mo Qihan smiled softly, but fortunately, it was better than he expected, and he would have to get into his arms and cry for a while, hehe.
After blinking slightly, Mo Qihan planned to blow out the fire folds and go to bed, but the sleeping woman suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him. The shadow of the candlelight cast on his face, making it impossible for her to see clearly. The appearance of the man in front of the bed, but the outline seems a bit familiar...
This was only a matter of two seconds. Mo Qihan felt his gaze and blew out the fire folds without hesitation. He frowned and said, "Manman, why did you wake up suddenly?"
The woman didn't dare to call it rashly, for fear that she might startle the snake, she smiled softly, "You are here!"
There was nothing unusual in Mo Qihan’s ears. He didn’t go directly to bed according to the habit. Instead, he sat down by the bed, stretched out his hand to caress her forehead, and said softly, “Manman, don’t be sad for Lixuan. Ordinary people’s homes are all hard-to-read scriptures in their families, let alone being born in the royal family? Besides, Li Xuan has basically been separated from the Second Prince’s Mansion. He is already a noble prince. After you make a noise tonight, he Those brothers dare not bully him anymore..."
The fingers stroking her forehead accompanied his pause for a moment, and there was a moment of stiffness, and his mind was spinning rapidly among the sparks and flints, but the expression on Jun's face had not changed in any way, and his eyes were also tender as he lifted the quilt. Holding her hand, he continued softly and said softly: "Long, happy, I like to see your happy appearance..."
The big palm rubbed the palm of her hand, the small and thick marks on the palm and the back of the hand made Mo Qihan's eyes flashed, and there was a cold gloom in the deep eyes without a trace, and the lips were still full of smiles. , Today is the reason for the bad mood, or is it really sleepy? Why did you fall asleep without taking off your skirt? Ha ha, waiting for my son to wait for you?"
Mo Qihan's petting smile hung on his lips. He raised the quilt without waiting for the person on the bed to answer, and said: "Okay, this son will wait for you again tonight, and you should supply it tomorrow night. How am I?"
While talking, Big Hand did not untie her waist belt, but touched her right leg, and said in a happy mood: "Come on, take off your socks first, you lazy girl, don't let the maid wait. Is it specially reserved for me to take off?"
Accompanied by the joking and petting words, Mo Qihan stroked ambiguously on her right foot with big hands, barely giving her a chance to speak, and seemed to be dissatisfied with only touching her one foot, and then freed her hand. To touch her left foot, her eyebrows frowned, and then she said in a more cheerful mood: "Manman, did you just want to see my face? Haha, you have been curious about this for a long time, and you often come here for me. Recruit, pretend to be asleep and want to peek at me. Okay, my son is in a good mood tonight. If I feel sorry for you, I will show it to you!"
Mo Qihan stood up, walked to the bedside table to take the fire folds, and said: "You know who I am, and you have actually seen it. Why do you always want to watch it again? Hey, Why don't you even say anything? Manman, you are not like this normally, I don't like you like this!"
The face of the woman on the bed seemed peaceful, but her heart was already extremely excited. She didn't see her face clearly, but she would never forget the voice, it was him!
After hearing him say a lot, the intimacy in these words, and the identity he just said, made her sure that the four princesses knew it!
"Long Man!"
Mo Qihan took the fire fold and suddenly turned around, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"
"Oh, no, nothing. You can light up the fire folds!" The woman hurriedly put her right hand on her chest to touch the poisonous needle, and said with a hint of panic.
Hearing that, Mo Qihan frowned, walked to the table and sat down, and said displeased: "Manman, what happened to you tonight? Why don't you even have a title? You came and went, let people listen Add blocking!"
Relying on the black, the woman sat up, got out of the bed and dropped her hands, and called out coquettishly, "Grandfather and lord, don't be angry, how about let Manman wait for you to undress?"
Mo Qihan's big hand that was holding the fire folds suddenly tightened, quietly condensing the inner force between the five fingers of the right palm, but his lips were still smiling, "Okay, Manman is so good!"
The woman approached step by step, the smile on her face also bloomed with dazzling brilliance in the dark, her red lips lightly opened, and the steel cord between her wrists was shot out sharply with the word "king...", and she hit Mo Qihan directly. Face the door!
But Mo Qihan unexpectedly moved her body suddenly, and her life-threatening line fell through, but he retreated to the screen with a chair, and suddenly the dark blue figure soared up like a dragon. , Accompanied by a strong and fierce counterattack!
The woman was shocked. She drew her body in a hurry. Four poison needles shot out between her five fingers. Mo Qi gave a cold laugh. Instead of avoiding it, she went straight to meet her. When the poison needle was an inch away from his heart, she held the fire fold. With a raise of his left hand, he accurately deflected the poisonous needle, followed by a sharp palm with his right hand, forcing the poisonous needle to reflect back!
This move uses the other's way and also uses the other's body, and it is something that the woman could not think of. It is because she reacted too fast, but Mo Qihan's diary passed on the unsurpassed internal strength of the old man for forty years. How can it be hers? Can skill be blocked
"what!"
With a scream, the woman covered her chest and jumped onto the bed, kicked the pillow with her toes, and the dagger rose in response, holding it in her hand and attacking Mo Qihan again!
Mo Qi snorted in the cold, "Death is imminent, are you still stubbornly resisting?"
The words fell, and he unceremoniously made the ultimate move, the move was ruthless, pressing step by step, and the sound of palm fighting resounded throughout the bedroom. The shadow on the top had not been ordered or moved, but was ready at any time. Hear the order, break the window!
"Flap!"
Connecting two palms to slap the woman on the shoulder, Mo Qihan's figure together, volleyed and kicked her down to the corner of the bedside table, the woman "wow" spouted a big mouth of blood, and that dark blue Lulu's figure rushed forward at a very fast speed, dropped her two fingers, and hit her acupuncture point, making her unable to move again!
Mo Qi smiled in the cold, stroking her palms three times, two seconds apart, and stroking her palms three times again. Chuntang rushed in and heard the signal. She knew something was wrong. She didn't care about lighting up the lamp when she came in. , The servant is here!"
"Light up the candlestick and bring the woman here!" Mo Qi said coldly.
Chuntang nodded and lit the candlestick, and the light slowly spread in the corner of the bedside table, her familiar face!
"Master! Princess Wang..." Chuntang exclaimed.
Mo Qihan had already turned his back and dropped a sentence, "She is not the princess!" Then he stepped towards the silent wall, opened the mechanism, and stepped in.
Although Chuntang was shocked, he didn't dare to hesitate at all. He lifted the woman's collar and dragged it into the secret path.
Fragrant altar house.
Inside the house, Lin Mengqing, the old man of Tianji, Wuji, and Wujie all looked at "Ling Xueman" who was brought in from the secret road by Chuntang and thrown on the ground in surprise!
A thick layer of ice formed on Mo Qihan's gloomy handsome face, and his voice was even colder. "Wuji, is there any news from Wuhen?"
"Back to the master, not yet." Wuji lowered his head and replied.
"Send a signal to contact immediately! No intermediary mobilize manpower to stand by!" Mo Qihan repeatedly ordered, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Yes!"
As soon as he turned around, Mo Qihan stepped forward, stretched out his hand to tear off the human skin mask on the woman's face, and asked sharply: "Where is the Fourth Princess Ling Xueman now? Say!"
The woman stared at her condescending face, and smiled slowly, "It really is you! Seven years ago, the Fourth Prince is more mature and stable than seven years ago, and she has a deep heart!"
Mo Qihan's yin-y eyes squinted, his thoughts turned, and his lips were coldly curled, "You are the woman who poisoned this king seven years ago? Your name is-Sangfeng! Studying poison in Miaojiang Witchcraft for three years, eight years ago pretending to be a bitter girl, poisoned the prince, and a year later, pretending to be a kagi to perform dances in the Four Kings Palace, waiting for the opportunity to take the same poisonous wine to confuse the king and make him drink ,right?"
The woman was shocked, and then looked at Mo Qihan in surprise, her voice had returned to her original voice, "How do you know so clearly?"
"Huh! That's right! Sang Feng, this king will ask you again, where is the Fourth Princess?" Mo Qihan's voice was as cold as ice, and his cold eyes almost immediately ordered Ling Chi to pass the woman in front of him.
"Isn't the four princes clear? The details of Sang Feng's details have been checked by the four princes so clearly, do the fourth princes still have to ask who is assigned by Sang Feng?" Sang Feng's mouth was overflowing with blood, raised his head and looked at Mo Qihan. There was a smile in those eyes.
Mo Qi's cold lips hooked, and he slapped it out with two slaps, "Are you not afraid of death? This king can have a hundred ways to make you better than death!"
"The mission failed, do you think I'm still alive? In your hands, I am dead. Go back and take my life, but I still die!" Sang Feng fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth overflowed with more blood, but he was still smiling. There is infinite sadness in the smile.
"Come on!"
"master!"
Wuji stepped in and interrupted Mo Qihan with an anxious expression: "We have contacted Wuhen. Currently, the person is about ten miles southwest!"
Mo Qihan together with his body, decisively commanded: "Chuntang Qiuyue, Meng Qing, you are optimistic about this woman, wait for the king to come back to clean her! Wuji Wujie, Master, let's go right away!"
In the night, twenty or thirty riding fast horses rushed to the street in the cold wind, everyone on horses was dressed in black, masked with black scarves, and rushed to the gate of the city. The guards hurriedly stopped, and the leader raised his hand and threw it out. A token, the voice is as cold as ice, shocking, "Four Kings Mansion Fragrant Altar Residence Guards, go out of the city to do business, open the door!"
After listening to the Palace of the Four Kings, then the Fragrant Altar House, and then seeing the unobstructed token bestowed by the current emperor, the guards and soldiers hurriedly opened the gate of the city and let them go.
In the outskirts, in an ordinary courtyard with three inputs and three outputs, there is a team of iron-blooded killers hidden. They are distributed in every corner, including on the roof. Pairs of cold-blooded eyes are like hungry wolves looking for food at night. Ruthless and ruthless.
In the entire yard, only three houses were lit by candles, two main rooms and one main house.
In the main room, in the white gauze tent, on a large soft bed, lying on a woman, her eyes closed, her body was covered with a scarlet silk quilt, and her neck was tightly covered.
Sitting next to the bed was a man dressed in white and a black brocade shirt, but he covered his face and forehead with a black scarf, leaving only a pair of narrow and deep eyes outside, making it impossible to see him.
At this moment, these eyes were staring at the stunning sky on the bed, quietly not knowing what they were thinking.
One candle burned out, and a subordinate came in and added a new candle.
The man just raised his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and bowed and exited, bringing the door to the room.
"Snow Man..."
With a soft murmur, Mo Qiming stretched out her hand, touched her cheek with her slender fingers, slowly moved along her facial features, slid over her forehead, eyebrows, eyes, and nose, and then stopped on her soft lips, lightly Rubbing lightly, just staring at her for a moment, calling her name from the bottom of my heart, Xueman...manman...
Leaning over, he pulled down the face towel, slowly pressed her lips, and kissed her lightly, then he straightened up, afraid that he couldn't help himself, he couldn't bear to move it away after a kiss.
Putting on the face towel again, he took a deep breath, opened the quilt, and stared at her for a long time before putting his big hand on her waist and twisting her belt, but he hesitated again.
Staring at her jade-like face, his heart suddenly trembled, then his fingers trembled, and he loosened her belt quickly.
What is he doing? What is he doing
Why should their hatred involve her? She was a widow consort as soon as she got married, and how much pain she had already endured in her heart, why should he treat her like this
Her smile, her unscrupulous, her play, her innocent face, her cuteness, her sincere treatment, her care for him...
She was worried about his cold and helped him without suspicion. She said that when he was a friend, he was using her despicably...
Mo Qiming, Mo Qiming, is the woman in front of you really just a chess piece that can be destroyed at will? Do not! She is the only woman who warms your gloomy heart for twenty-eight years, the only woman who makes you worry, and the only woman who can make you laugh!
She is so pure and flawless, how can he bear to use this method to test her innocence
Mo Qiming stood up abruptly, took a step back, looked at her stunnedly, and slowly shook his head, but when his eyes closed, the face of his father and mother came to his mind, and his body became tense again!
Do not! In order to achieve his goal, he can do whatever it takes, no one can be a stumbling block for him to ascend to the throne of God and eradicate his enemies!
He can't fail because of a woman and let himself make a mistake and lose all the games!
The dark brown eyes closed fiercely, Mo Qiming gritted his teeth annoyingly, stepped forward, sat down again by the bed, and twisted her belt again. He finally pulled her belt hard. Falling off, he closed his eyes and slowly put his hand into her dress!
Relying on his familiarity with a woman’s body, he put his hand between her trousers and put it between her legs. However, he couldn’t pull it off. If she was a virgin, how much she would do with this action. pain? Although she was given a sleeping point, her body still hurts. When she wakes up, she will cry...
Thinking of her blushing eyes tonight, thinking of the tears in her eyes tonight, his heart twitched, and he suddenly retracted his hand, hurriedly fastened her clothes and belt, and hurriedly pulled over the quilt. Cover her horn.
The disturbed heartbeat sounded in the quiet room. Mo Qiming took a few deep breaths before gradually calming down and staring at her face again. He no longer hesitated, and with two fingers, he unlocked her acupuncture points.
Ling Xueman woke up leisurely, his brain was a little dizzy, his eyes blinked several times, and then he slowly narrowed a gap. In dimly, he saw the black-shirted masked man sitting next to the bed. He was happy and opened his eyes. With a mouth open, he just wanted to call out, "It hurts," and when his neck moved, he felt a pain in the back of his neck. He couldn't help frowning, cracking his teeth and wailing, "It hurts!"
Mo Qiming looked at Ling Xueman, motionless, staring at her, observing the changes in her expression.