Xiao Chenyan seemed to be crazy that night.
Qingwu seems to be 'sick'.
She indulged in his kiss and allowed the desire in her heart to grow wildly. Even though she had refused to admit it in the past, at this moment, the reaction in her heart and body had become a fact.
She longed for him too.
But this answer, this result, is so useless!
In the end, she lay on top of him pretending to be dead and fell asleep listening to his heartbeat, and Xiao Chenyan did not do anything more inappropriate.
The night was long, and a figure stopped outside Prince Yan's Mansion.
The man stood at the end of the alley, looking at the invisible barrier above Prince Yan's Mansion, and slowly took off the Nuo mask on his face.
The face under the mask has deep and handsome features, and a small brown mole on the tip of the nose.
Suddenly there was the sound of horse hooves coming from afar. The man put the mask on his face again, and his figure melted into the darkness.
The carriage passed by, and the man's figure reappeared, looking in the direction in which the carriage left.
On the carriage, Xie Shu lowered the curtain and asked the coachman, "Why did you pass by Prince Yan's Mansion?"
The coachman said: "Back to my young master, the stone slab on the Imperial City Road to our house is broken, and the city government office has not been repaired yet. I have to take a detour these days when I go back to my house."
Xie Shu heard this and said nothing more.
After the carriage traveled for a while, it suddenly stopped and there was no sound outside. Xie Shu realized something was wrong and asked outside, "What's wrong?"
Still no one responded.
Xie Shu's eyes darkened slightly, he quickly took out the dagger from under the cushion in the car, held it in his hand and hid it in his sleeve, turned sideways and opened the front curtain.
The curtain was lifted for a moment, and the coachman leaned back and fell in. Xie Shu held a dagger in front of him and looked around, but saw no one.
He remained vigilant and without turning his head, he pressed his fingers on the driver's wrist to confirm that the driver still had a pulse.
The road was dead silent, the night was as dark as ink, and all sounds seemed to have been stripped away.
A voice suddenly appeared from the side.
"Your exquisite heart with seven orifices..."
"Can you lend it to me?"
Xie Shu glanced at a strange Nuo face. He didn't know when the other person appeared beside him, but he was as silent as a ghost.
Xie Shu's reaction was not late, but at the moment when the man's voice sounded, his body could no longer move at all, and he could only watch the other person stretch out his hand towards him.
The hand came towards his chest, as if it was going to pierce his flesh and blood and pull out his heart.
The moment dull pain struck, the Nuo-faced man's hand suddenly froze.
Xie Shu felt something warm in his sleeves, and suddenly a ball of quiet flame shot out towards the man.
The man retreated, and the green fire burned the man's hand.
Sui Su——
There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and several sharp arrows penetrated the night and headed towards the man.
The long arrow shot into the air, and the man's figure disappeared together with the green fire.
Xie Shu's shoulders and neck relaxed, and the force that oppressed his whole body and prevented him from moving disappeared. He covered his heart and coughed.
The dull pain in his chest reminded him that what just happened was not an illusion.
He hurriedly opened his sleeves and poured out a handful of cigarette ashes.
Xie Shu's eyes moved slightly, and in his sleeve was a red talisman given to him by Princess Yan a long time ago.
That ball of fire just now... was this red talisman that saved him?
The sound of horse hooves came from far and near along with the light of fire. Xie Shu followed the sound and saw the familiar armor.
The leading man has a tall figure, a masculine face and a long bow in his hand.
"General Huo." Xie Shu nodded to Huo Yi: "Thank you very much."
Huo Yi glanced at the coachman beside him and said politely: "The man is still alive."
"That's good." Huo Yi nodded and frowned: "That person just now..."
Xie Shu shook his head: "The other party is wearing a mask and his identity is unknown, but..." He paused and lowered his voice: "The other party has miraculous methods."
Huo Yi frowned. He was too far away just now. He only had time to shoot a few arrows. He expected to miss the opponent, but he didn't see clearly how the person left.
But after listening to Xie Shu's words, I thought it was the evil heretics causing trouble again.
"Xie Shaoqing, does he know why he came to you?"
Xie Shu was silent and did not mention the matter of the 'Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart'.
When Huo Yi saw this, he stopped asking and just said, "It's dark at night. It's better for Xie Shaoqing to go home early. I'll let someone give you a ride."
Now that the coachman was unconscious and Xie Shu was alone, he did not refuse at the moment.
I just asked before leaving: "How successful is General Huo's suppression of the bandits?"
Huo Yi's expression stagnated for a moment, and he hummed in a dull tone, saying in a complicated tone: "It went very well."
Xie Shu nodded and said nothing more.
Sitting in the carriage again, what he was thinking about was not the 'Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart' but the Nuo-faced man.
That person's voice...
very familiar.
…
Inside the palace.
The old emperor had just taken a piece of Tai Sui and was sitting in the palace.
The figure of the Nuo-faced man suddenly appeared in the hall. One of his hands was bloody and bloody, with only white bones left.
The strong smell of blood made the old emperor open his eyes. He stared at the man's arm and frowned: "You are injured."
The Nuo-faced man hummed: "Injury caused by karmic fire, only by peeling off the skin and removing the flesh can it not be burned to death."
"Karma?" The old emperor changed his mind and said, "Have you met the ghost official of the Yin Division?"
The Nuo-faced man didn't answer.
The old emperor snorted: "Master Wu Peng has arrived. You are not good at making decisions. If it affects the official business, I don't need to remind you what will happen to you."
The Nuo-faced man still didn't respond. His eyes were indifferent. He was a puppet without emotions. What was left was only obsession.
The old emperor didn't want to talk to him anymore.
"Has your sister's matter been settled?"
"She has entered the court of the barbarian king."
The old emperor nodded, "Very good. All we need to do next is to take her back to Dayong in a legitimate manner."
He said, looking at the Nuo-faced man playfully.
"King Yan tried his best to clear the grievances of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, but now you are getting the advantage in vain and enjoying the gains. I hope your sister can be put to use, otherwise, I will suffer a big loss from my concession this time. .”
The Nuo-faced man didn't respond.
The old emperor chuckled lightly, waved his hand, and signaled the other party to retreat. His words were so contemptuous.
"What do I have to say to you, this puppet?"
"Anyway, you are dead a long time ago. You are an empty shell. You don't care about the grievances of Marquis Zhenguo. Except for your sister, even the relatives and friends who were killed by you, I don't think you will have any feelings."
"Really, Yunzheng?"
The Nuo-faced man stood motionless in the corner, eyes lowered.
…
The next day, when the sky was dark, Qingwu woke up.
She was so confused and confused last night that her brain turned into mush. After sleeping all night, she woke up, and all the scenes from last night were tumbling in her mind.
She and Xiao Chenyan's ears and temples were rubbing against each other, and their lips and teeth were entangled.
Her breath intertwined with his, entangled in panting.
His smell, his temperature, his forbearing yet powerful intrusion...
The more Qingnu thought about it, the hotter her face became. She let out a loud "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and slammed her head down.
Boom!
"Well--"
Muffled humming sound.
Xiao Chenyan was hit in the heart by a huge boulder in his sleep. With his blood boiling, he opened his eyes and met the innocent and confused eyes of a certain ghost.
Those eyes blinked, as if to say: Hey, why are you not dead yet?
Xiao Chenyan: "..."
Revenge may be late but it will come, right?
