Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 505 The feeling of surveillance reappears

Hearing what Mu Qingwan said, although the anger on Man Yue's face dissipated a bit, she was still a little unhappy: "Miss, we should tell the master what happened last night. With the importance the master attaches to the lady now, he will definitely Punish the young lady."

"If it's just an innocuous punishment, then it's better to save it, and the show will be good when it explodes all at once." Mu Qingwan said flatly without even raising her eyelids.

She felt that with Cui Ji this time, she definitely wouldn't let Mu Yinyue go easily. Although Fu Hongling didn't have any major accidents, she was just frightened, but the information she got was, Cui Ji dotes on Fu Hongling so much, it's almost as if he treats her like a treasure. Last night Cui Ji went to the Red Mansion because of his marriage with Mu Yinyue to drink away his worries. How could Cui Ji make Mu Yinyue feel better?

Thinking of this, Mu Qingwan's eyes narrowed slightly. Mu Yinyue's mother and daughter have evil intentions, and it's not a day or two since they wanted to attack her. If that's the case, it's better to let them have a longer memory.

Mu Qingwan and her group arrived at the venue where the poetry competition was held. As soon as she got off the carriage, she felt a hot gaze staring at her. When Mu Qingwan looked in the direction of her gaze, that gaze disappeared, as if What she felt just now was just her own illusion.

Seeing Mu Qingwan looking around, Mo Zhuang couldn't help asking: "Miss, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Mu Qingwan shook her head, wondering if it was because she was too worried about today's affairs, so her nerves were too tense, and she had such an illusion.

"Let's go." Mu Qingwan walked inside with her ink makeup and Man Yue, and she never felt anyone looking at her again, as if it was really just a deviation in her perception just now.

The Poetry Contest can also be regarded as a grand event in South Vietnam, so the venue was chosen as the venue for the imperial examination.

Mu Qingwan looked at the various platforms set up in the wide square. This should be the ladder match that Mo Zhuang told herself last night, one step at a time to advance, and finally become the poetry champion.

There are already a lot of people present at the moment. There are huge crowds of people. The center of the square is the venue for the competition, and the surrounding areas are viewing areas. The seats have already been set up, and they can be seated according to the assigned order.

Mu Qingwan sat down at the designated position, looked up to the north, where the emperor's dragon chair was placed, and the emperor should be present for the first two days and the last day.

Mu Qingwan was thinking about something, when she suddenly felt another hot gaze looking at her, she frowned, looked around, but found nothing, but she just felt that someone was looking at her.

This feeling is simply terrible, the other party is in the dark, she is in the light, and she doesn't know the other party's details.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly the royal ceremony and music sounded, and it was the emperor who was present. All the people present quickly stood up from their seats, knelt down and saluted, and shouted in unison: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Mu Qingwan lowered her head, but she couldn't see the emperor, and only waited for half a stick of incense before the emperor's majestic voice came over: "Pingshen."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Getting up from the ground, Mu Qingwan raised her head and looked towards where the emperor was sitting. Before seeing the emperor, she met Chu Zhiyan's evil and deep eyes.

Seeing Mu Qingwan look over, the smile in Chu Zhiyan's eyes deepened a bit, and he blinked at her, it was such a look that made Mu Qingwan feel inexplicably at ease.

She thought, maybe Chu Zhiyan really had some preparation today to make the emperor stop staring at her.

After a series of polite openings, the emperor ordered people to announce the start, and then there was a song and dance performance. Because there were guests from other countries at the poetry competition, today was considered a banquet.

The first performers were eleven beauties of different races. Mu Qingwan looked at their dancing movements, which were somewhat similar to the later Indian sarees. The veils were half-covered and half-revealed, which looked unique.

Mu Qingwan picked up the tea next to her and took a sip. Just as she put it down, a female voice with a brisk smile came from her ear: "Qingwan, long time no see, do you miss me?"

Mu Qingwan was taken aback when she heard the sound, then turned her head to meet Qiao Yuning who had a bright smile on her face.

She couldn't help but bring a smile on her face, Qiao Yuning sat down beside her, and Mu Qingwan asked in a low voice, "When did you come back?"

"I just came back yesterday. I wanted to visit you, but I thought you would attend today's poetry competition, so I thought I'd come to see you today." Qiao Yuning said with a smile, with a happy face.

Before Mu Qingwan went to Jiangcheng, Qiao Yuning was not in the capital, so the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Sitting with Qiao Yuning, chatting and laughing, I don't think it's so boring anymore. The two of them laughed and talked while watching the performance, which made Mu Yinyue, who was not far away, gritted her silver teeth. Seeing Mu Qingwan's comfortable life, she felt a hundred, ten thousand discomforts in her heart!

"Dancing so well, even a person like me who doesn't like dancing is a little obsessed." Qiao Yuning said, it seemed that there was a bit of obsession on her face.

Mu Qingwan laughed lightly when she saw it, and said, "Shouldn't those young masters be the ones who can fascinate you?"

"Go!" Qiao Yuning glared at Mu Qingwan coquettishly: "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Pianpian, I don't like those dudes. I plan to be a female general in the future, and take care of my father." Can't help but sigh slightly, General Qiao is in the barracks for more than half a year, and the whole Qiao's mansion is just the two of them, so it's strange that they are lonely. Qiao Yuning always thinks that if she becomes a female general, her father will be less burdened some.

Mu Qingwan looked at the worry on Qiao Yuning's face, reached out to shake Qiao Yuning's hand, and said, "As long as you want, you can do it."

Qiao Yuning looked at Mu Qingwan when she heard the words, and the smile in her eyes was even stronger: "Qingwan still understands me. If I say these words to others, they will definitely find it incredible. How can a girl like to fight and kill? But I'm just like this."

Mu Qingwan bent her lips. Indeed, with Qiao Yuning's personality, if she was asked to sit in the boudoir and embroider, she would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

"Qing... Wow! So beautiful!" Qiao Yuning was about to tell Mu Qingwan what to say, when she suddenly saw the woman coming out of the stage, she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Not only Qiao Yuning, but everyone present, watching the woman in white falling from the sky above the stage, also sighed in amazement, and some people even breathed in.

(End of this chapter)