Mo Qihan laughed dumbly. This curious baby, there are really many questions, so he pretended to be serious and said: "Yes, I am the boss of the underworld, what are you going to do? Are you going to report me to the emperor, or get out of my relationship quickly," Lest the emperor sends soldiers to suppress the bandits, I will shake you out and make you tired?"
"What are you talking about! Am I that kind of person? If there is such a day, I will run away with you, wandering around the world, as long as we can be together, living a day counts as a day, but I die, I don't regret it." Ling Xueman Mo Qihan's chest was beaten angrily, and his face was darkened and he replied in earnest.
"Long Man!"
Mo Qihan's eyes were hot, and there was a warm current in his heart, and he choked his voice, "It's really my long, no waste of me to treat you like this, you are better than her, one hundred times, one thousand times better than her, Ten thousand times!"
"She? Who is she?" Ling Xueman blinked.
"A woman who once made me like it does not exist anymore, because I only have you in my heart. I can't pretend to be anyone except you." Mo Qihan smiled warmly.
Ling Xueman smiled happily, "Hehe, then I don't worry, I don't care about the previous things, as long as you don't like her anymore."
"Of course." Mo Qihan nodded.
"Ah-so sleepy, shit, we don't talk anymore, go to bed, now we have four shifts, right? Well, you are going to leave at five shifts, fight all night, you must be tired, go to bed quickly Let’s take a while.” Ling Xueman yawned again and again, touching Mo Qihan’s face distressedly, and sighed: “Oh! I always trouble you, your martial arts are so powerful, just like the masters on martial arts TV, flying here. Flew away, holding the sword again, brushing, uh, I was dazzled by the look."
"Martial arts TV? What is that?" Mo Qihan struck up sleepily, rubbing his eyes and asked casually.
Ling Xueman was taken aback for a moment, and shook her head hurriedly, "I'm talking nonsense, just a word, go to bed."
"Okay, go to sleep."
Mo Qihan hugged the person in his arms and slowly closed his eyes.
Listening to the sound of her steady breathing gradually coming into his ears, he slowly opened his eyes again, staring hollowly at a place in the dark, and his heart was very upset.
With so many things happening in just one night, how can he fall asleep?
A stronger, deeper hatred, biting the bones and correcting the heart, passed on to the limbs, and his eyes gradually became cold and bitter. He clenched his fist and vowed secretly. One day, he took the army of the letter of congratulation and wiped it out. Bai Jingan, after removing Mo Qiming's right and left arm, he will definitely put him to death and confiscate his family!
Mo Qihan kissed the person in his arms, got up quietly, dressed neatly, and then kissed her again before moving away.
The next day, the weather was clear, the sky was blue, and white clouds were blooming. Early in the morning, birds quietly flew up from the trees, shouting happily, celebrating the arrival of early spring.
In the room, Ling Xueman was still sleeping sweetly. Chuntang Qiuyue came in to see once, twisted the quilt for Ling Xueman, and then gently withdrew.
With this sleep, Ling Xueman slept until noon before waking up, and when he opened his eyes, Chuntang and Qiuyue's sweet smiles came into view, "Hehe, why are you so happy?"
"Has the princess heard it? The little bird flew back from the south, and spring is here!" Qiuyue pointed to the window and reminded.
"Squeak--"
Ling Xueman listened and said happily: "It really is, haha, winter is finally over!"
Chuntang said: "Wang Hao, the servant girl, go and prepare a bath for you. After having a meal in a while, we can go to the garden and stroll around. Maybe there are already flowers blooming!"
"it is good."
Looking at the busy figures of the two girls, Ling Xueman felt very happy, and briskly hummed a small tune, "Where is spring, where is spring, spring is in that green mountain forest..."
After I finished freshening up, I changed back to my own gauze skirt. The one that didn't belong to her was gone on the ground when I got out of bed. Ha ha, I probably took my concubine straight away.
Breakfast and lunch were being used, and the housekeeper rushed to report it, "The princess, the second prince sent the little prince back."
"Oh? Really? The housekeeper, tell the kitchen to add dishes, and Xuan'er and I have a meal together." Ling Xueman said.
"Yes!"
"Mother!"
Mo Lixuan’s cheerful voice came from the courtyard. Ling Xueman lost his chopsticks and greeted him with a few steps. With joy, there was a big hug and a kiss on the forehead, "Xuan'er, just come back. Come with me. eat!
Fragrant altar house.
Mo Qihan woke up when it was noon. He sat up from the bed with a splitting headache. He opened his mouth and his throat was so dry. He frowned and said with some anger: "Come here!"
Wuji hurried in from outside the door, "Master, you are awake!"
"water!"
"Yes!"
After drinking two glasses of water, I felt a little better. I got out of bed and looked at the dark blue brocade shirt unfolded in Wuji's hand to put on him. He pursed his lips and said suddenly, "Take that scarlet one."
Wu Ji was stunned, and hurriedly took out his clothes again, and waited for Mo Qihan to put it on.
In the tall bronze mirror of a person on the ground, a handsome face without cast was reflected, and the red dress, which was bright in color, was comparable to the wedding dress of the groom's official.
In fact, this is the seventh day of July. He wants to put on the wedding dress to marry Ling Xueman. Unfortunately, he has been pressed in the cabinet since he was ready to send it from the palace, and he has never seen the sun.
bride? marry?
Mo Qihan's mouth slightly overflowed with a smile, before turning his head, he whispered: "Wuji, does this king look good in this suit?"
Wuji smiled, "Naturally, the master looks outstanding, and wears ordinary clothes better than countless men. Putting on this wedding gown, he is even more handsome!"
"Hehe, you said, what would happen if the princess saw it? Would she think this king is good-looking?" Mo Qihan asked with a blushing handsome face like a hairy boy.
Wuji was stunned, and immediately raised a rare smile on his face, and cleared his throat with a little laughter, "Cough cough, master, you and the princess are a match made in heaven! The master is worried that the princess will not see you. If you are true, will...hehe, will you not look down on you?"
Mo Qihan was immediately embarrassed, Jun's face blushed three points, and seven points dark, he stared slightly, "I dare to make fun of your master!" His face was heavy, and he couldn't help laughing, and touched Fei with his fingers. Colored sleeves, said: "Manman is not a vulgar woman who judges people by her appearance."
"Yes." Wuji said with a smile: "But the master wants to get married? However, the princess is already a princess, and it has been loaded on the jade plate, the master..."
Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly.
"Brother!"
A head came in outside the door, and Lin Mengqing said pitifully, "Why don't you care about that woman? You keep making noise, telling you to give her a good time, I...huh? Brother, isn't the thing you wear...
Oh, are you ready to get married? "
Mo Qihan saw the excitement on Lin Mengqing's face in the mirror, turned around and said, "What are you happy about when I am married?"
"Of course I am happy!" Lin Mengqing stepped in in two steps and said: "If you get married, it means that you don't have to live such dark days. You won't be dark anymore, and I don't have to follow you to get tired. I can raise my head and be a human being. , Can you be upset? The most important thing is, hey, brother, you are bright, can you help me to match your father?"
Wuji almost squirted out a smile, hung his head, and blushed.
Mo Qi Hanjun's face twitched, "Darkness? Is it dark for me? I am tired, Mengqing, if you don't follow me, can you be with Yafei?"
"Ahem, anyway, you must let me hug me beautifully! I haven't seen Concubine Ya for a long time, alas! I also lied to her to tell her about Beijing to do business, and I will come back to see her soon! "When Lin Mengqing thought of the girl in his dream, she suddenly froze.
"Look at your unpromising appearance, come on, I will tell my father." Mo Qihan cast a scornful look, then turned his eyes and said: "Wuji, serve food."
"Yes, master!"
Lin Mengqing was greatly irritated, and then sat down at the dinner table, with a black line saying, "I'm not going to work? You sleep with your sister-in-law every night, you are a full man and not a hungry man! If you put it on your body, let you I can't see my sister-in-law in a month, I don't think you are in a hurry!"
With this excitement, Lin Mengqing even climbed onto the dining table. Mo Qihan's eyes were staring as he moved forward, and he kept leaning back to the back of the chair. He couldn’t go back, and patted the table and said: "I saw my father. The emperor told him, right?"
"Uh, this is almost the same." Lin Mengqing nodded in satisfaction and crawled back.
After lunch, Mo Qihan went to the dark room.
Sang Feng was chained with two iron chains, and his martial arts had been abolished by the old man of Tianji. The poison needle in his chest was all right after taking his own antidote, but without martial arts, he would have gone. She was half-lived, curled up in the corner like a waste at the moment, her hair was messy, her face was red and swollen, and her eyes were dull and dull.
Hearing the footsteps, he hesitated for a while, and then slowly raised his head. What caught my eyes was Mo Qihan's scarlet happy dress. Moving his eyes upward, it was the one that was as profound as her seven. A handsome face that has never been forgotten in the years.
Wuji moved the stool, Mo Qihan flicked his brocade robe and sat down, squinting across Sang Feng's face with cold eyes, and said faintly: "You understand what this king wants to know, and I will give you a good time after saying this!"
"Haha, the four princes are so simple, but a pity... what reason does Sang Feng tell you?" Sang Feng got up slightly, leaning against the wall, and asked with a smile.
"Sang Feng, the maid who was easily mixed into Ling Mansion and poisoned is your fellow teacher and sister, right?" Mo Qihan curled his lips and brought a smile.
The smile was not stern, but it was like a gentle spring breeze, faintly raised on that charming face, seeming to be bewitching, Sang Feng's eyes were dull, and he nodded mechanically.
Wuji took the pen and recorded quickly.
Mo Qihan smiled unchanged, and then asked, "Are you all obedient to the Third Prince Mo Qiming?"
"Yes." Sang Feng nodded again.
"You have been ordered to poison the prince and the king, do you know the motive of the three princes?" Mo Qihan closed his smile, his eyes gradually stained with haze.
Sang Feng paused and shook his head, "I don't know what the master's motive is, who would dare to ask? I was picked up from the pile of beggars by the master. Later, the master was sent to Miaojiang to study art for three years. The master was very indifferent and moody. Although I have been with him for many years, I don’t know anything about him. Killing the prince and the fourth prince must be for the throne, but not all."
After the words paused, Sang Feng looked at Mo Qihan and chuckled, "I didn't expect that the four princes were so deeply hidden. Everyone knows that the four princes have been sick since childhood, and martial arts are normal, but they turned out to be masters! And how did the Miao Jiang’s poison in the Four Lords be resolved? I’m very curious."
"There are people outside, there are days outside the sky, Sang Feng, since this king hasn't died, then it must be your master who died!" Mo Qi hummed coldly.
Sang Feng's eyes darkened, and his eyes lowered slightly, "Four princes, Sang Feng actually didn’t want to poison you. Seven years ago, Sang Feng pretended to be a dancing girl and pretended to be tripped. Punish me and give me a hand. I wanted to run away and give up this mission, but I knew what the fate of running away would be. I didn't want to die, so..."
"Well, anyway, Sang Feng has no relatives anymore. Once he is dead, I will tell you what I know. The third prince will go to a place on the third day of March every year. There is an unknown mountain 20 miles away from the capital in the valley. Below, there is a secluded spring. At that time, just when the flowers are blooming in spring, the spring water flows down from the mountain, gurgling, flowers of various colors bloom, the air is full of fragrance, and the petals are blown up by the wind and fall on the water. Above, the scene is very beautiful, the valley is very quiet, except for the sounds of birds, it is as quiet as a paradise, there is no dispute, no killing, only quiet and peaceful."
"Every time the three princes go there, he only takes me and Mo Qing. We are far away from him and dare not disturb him, so he sits alone on the rock by the spring, sitting for a few hours, watching quietly. The spring was in a daze, and no one knew what he was thinking."
"There is a secret room in his room with a picture of a beauty hanging in it. Every time he comes back from Wuming Mountain, he enters the secret room and stays there for a few hours. No one understands it, let alone asks the master about the painting. Who are the people here."
When Sang Feng said this, he paused for a long time, his eyes lost, and he stared at the ground blankly.
Mo Qihan waited for a while, then said with no expression: "Sang Feng, are you sympathizing with the third prince?"
"I don't know, every March 3rd is the quietest day for the master, and it is also the calmest day in my heart. Looking at the spring water gurgling, the birds whispering and the flowers are fragrant, I yearn for one day I can leave this dark identity far away, upright. I’m walking in front of the world, but I know that it’s impossible. I did too many evil things. I only killed His Royal Highness. The time of death came early. Although, although you did not die at my poisonous hands, But there is no escape from my sins."
Sang Feng suddenly raised his eyes, looked at Mo Qihan intently, and muttered: "Fourth princes, Sangfeng dare not intercede for herself. He just wants to say that the third princes are actually very bitter inside. I don't know what it is, but He goes to Wuming Mountain every year, I guess there must be something hidden in the third prince's heart. I don't know if the fourth prince can let him make a living?"
"Let him go?" Mo Qihan suddenly raised his tone, sneered, and said mockingly: "Seven years ago and eight years ago, did you ask the third prince to let him let me and my eldest brother make a living? God opened my eyes. Let me survive, but my elder brother died, and he died in his hands. This is the old hatred and the new hate! Also, he sent killers to kill the four princesses and the two side concubines of the king. Collusion, creating rumors, poisoning Mo Lixuan, and putting the king's princess and Lixuan to death. Is this kind of tactics undesirable? Let him live? Is this king looking for death?"
"Yes, yes, I'm too naive, the third prince has done so much, how can you spare him?" Sang Feng sighed.
Mo Qihan's eyes flashed, "Are you sure he did all this?"
Sang Feng stunned, then looked at Mo Qihan, but saw that his face no longer had the indifference he had just now, and looked at her with a smile. The smile was still like a spring breeze. He only heard him ask her again very gently, "These things , It was all the three princes who instigated you and your fellow senior sister, right?"
Sang Feng stared at him blankly, and for a long time, he was relieved, "Yes, it was instructed by the Third Prince."
"Then Sangfeng, do you know what happened to the eunuch in the palace twenty years ago?" Mo Qihan asked with a charming smile, leaning forward.
"Twenty years ago? The eunuch made trouble?" Sang Feng frowned, thought for a while, shook his head, "I don't know."
Mo Qihan's eyes tightened, and he asked without giving up, "Then do you know the Mausoleum King? He is the biological father of the Third Prince."
"Ling King? I heard that, yes, in that eunuch's turmoil, the Ling King blocked a sword for the emperor and died. Only then was the third prince adopted by the emperor, didn't he?" Sang Feng asked.
"Yes, everyone in the world knows this, but is it really like this?" Mo Qihan chuckled, and said, "Sang Feng, do you know Bai Jingan and He Zhixin? They were both of the Ling King before his death." The most trusted person, has the three princes been in contact with both of them over the years?"
Suddenly asked, Sang Feng shook his body, his eyes flashed a little hesitation, unexpectedly raised his eyes, and crashed into Mo Qihan's smiling but sharp eyes, his body was unconscious. In a flash, "I, I don't know."
"Don't you really know? Sang Feng, you can't change anything if you don't say it. Since this king can ask this question, he is naturally 90% sure. The king of Ling had a relationship with He Zhixin and Bai Jingan before his death. Qian, during the chaos, the Ling King died. Bai Jingan escaped a catastrophe. He saved his strength and assisted the three princes to rise again with He Zhixin? To put it bluntly, how could a small eunuch be so big Courage, dare to make trouble in the court, and seek to assassinate the emperor? The Mausoleum is the mastermind, right? It is the Mausoleum who wants to change hands, right?" Mo Qihan's determined eyes flashed with confidence.