Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 322 The Pit Depth 073 Meters Is for Peigong (2)
After finally taking a breath, she said weakly: "Little widow... you should save... me first?"

Mo Jiu didn't turn his head back, "We don't have such a good friendship. The main thing is to test the needle, and it's just a way to save you."

Song Yan felt a pain in her chest and almost died of anger.

Mo Jiu didn't care about her, and gesticulated with the dagger on Madam Wu's face. After thinking about it, he asked seriously, "Let's say your last words."

Song Yan choked heavily, clutching her aching chest, and finally found her own voice, "Marry my sixth cousin to me... No, I want to marry my sixth cousin."

Mo Jiu turned her head slowly, her eyes fell on her face, "last words."

Song Yan's face turned even paler, "Isn't this a last word?"

Mo Jiu glared at her, "You're all dead, how do you get married?"

Song Yan thought that after she was "dead", she would never see her sixth cousin again, her parents, her brother, and this annoying little widow. Grandma Wu, who loves her so much, would actually stab her to death with a dagger, her chest could not help but her eyes also became sour.In this way, there was a bit of whimpering in one sentence, "Little widow, if you can, you can burn my sixth cousin to me."

Mo Jiu stiffened for a moment, coughed and let go of Madam Wu's face, and tore off the clothes on Song Yan's chest to check her injuries.

After a moment, she left this hypocritical little princess.

"It's just a slight injury, look at your life and death."

Song Yan looked down at the blood on her chest, frowned suspiciously, "Slight injury?"

Not giving her a chance to breathe, Mo Jiu slammed the dagger on her throat, "Do you dislike minor injuries? I can do it for you and help you with serious injuries. Maybe when the time comes, the emperor, your father, Xiao Liulang Ah, what kind of people, seeing you hurt like this, I feel so distressed, I may not be able to officiate for you right away."

"Yes." Song Yan's eyes lit up, "Will you?"

Mo Jiu nodded solemnly, "It must be, I have already been moved by your IQ."

Song Yan closed her eyes, and held Mo Jiu's hand as if death was at home, "Let's do it, little widow."

After all, when she saw Mo Jiu's arm stretched forward, she really wanted to stab her unceremoniously, she screamed "No!" in fright, hugged the sable wind cloak beside her tightly, and glared at Mo Jiu, " I can't hear the joke. With this thing, what serious injury do I need? You little widow, you just don't have a good heart, after all, are you trying to cheat on my sable wind cloak?"

Mo Jiu bent his lips, and glanced at the beautiful wind cloak in the sun, "Trust me, this thing is not good for you..."

Song Yan was not completely stupid, now that even Nanny Wu would kill her, this matter is definitely not that simple.She still understands the reason why everyone is innocent and pregnant is guilty.Pursing her bloodless mouth, she looked at Mo Jiu, "People are always going to die. Now I can get the emperor's promise to marry my sixth cousin... Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Mo Jiu: "... Obsession is a disease."

Song Yan smiled brightly, turned her head silently, and glanced at Mo Linger's feet who had brought her up since she was a child, and the past years suddenly came to mind.Her pale face seemed to be a little paler, and her tongue was tied, "Why, why?"

Nanny Wu turned her head away, not answering, let alone facing her.

Maybe it's disdain, maybe it's embarrassment, maybe it's guilt.

After betrayal, those who can really feel at ease are, after all, a minority.

Mo Jiu glanced at the master and servant, and the doubts in his heart were also increasing.

Regardless of whether Mammy Wu wanted to kill Song Yan, or wanted to kill Song Yan, and then blamed her, or simply won the sable cloak for the real master... Based on the current analysis, it doesn't really fit logic.Think that Concubine Xie Guifei worked so hard to set up such a big game, and led the emperor and the courtiers to the Garden of Thorns, is it just to deal with her, Mo Jiu? ... If this is the case, Mo Jiu feels a little sorry for this situation, and feels like killing chickens with a knife.

(End of this chapter)