Secret agent crossing: Overbearing prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 107
"Why are you impolite? The sky prison is so quiet now, I just need to shout, and you can't escape even with wings. It must have been done by Bo Yang. He has been poisoned by me now, so he should be close to death, aren't you? Have you always looked down on servants the most? Don’t you always think this is just your dog? Asking for the antidote was also asked by Luo Zishang, why did you come here?”

Mo Qingli sneered, throwing out all the questions.

Song Sicen bit her lips slightly, she stared at Mo Qingli and said, "So what if you yell? I have my own way to escape, but you can't escape. What's the point of my being arrested?"

"I'm very strange, I never offended you, why do you want to kill me everywhere?" Mo Qingli said lightly.

Song Sicen sneered, "All women who approach my cousin will die."

"You should understand that if Luo Zishang liked you, he wouldn't go to Princess Yunxi without marrying you until now. This man only has power in his eyes, and feelings are nothing in his heart." Mo Qingli said.

Song Sicen turned his face away and said, "Mo Qingli, I'm not here to discuss this with you, I'm here to get the antidote."

Mo Qingli smiled and said, "Oh, what a big tone, why do you think that if you want the antidote, I will give you the antidote."

Song Sicen regained her composure, and she took out a piece of paper from her arms and said, "Since I'm sure, I have a bargaining chip to impress you."

"Oh, what chip do you think can win me now?" Mo Qingli didn't even bother to lift her eyes, the low fever for days made her a little bit exhausted, suddenly her head went cold, and a large ladle of cold water was poured on her face, The cold water temperature stimulated Mo Qingli and made her feel a little comfortable, so she let out a low sigh.

Song Sicen threw away the water ladle and said coldly: "Are you more sober? If so, let's continue talking."

Mo Qingli giggled, wiped the water on her face, and she was indeed much more awake.

Song Sicen raised the paper in his hand and said, "This is the last letter from Mr. Murong, do you want it?"

Mo Qingli didn't move, she laughed, "How could something like this stay? I don't believe it, and so what if I get it, I'm about to die here, it's just one more regret to get it."

Song Sicen gritted his teeth and said nothing, and there was another burst of silence in the death cell.

The sound of the wind echoed softly in the prison, and Mo Qingli lazily moved her body and said, "If you want to exchange, I can't take this last letter now. I don't want my life. Bring me some wound medicine."

Song Sicen said coldly, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you right now?"

Mo Zhiyan looked at her, "Do you think there is any other difference between me and death now?"

Song Sicen was speechless, "It's impossible for me to come in a second time, the prison is very strict this time."

"It's up to man, I'm tired, let's go." Mo Qingli closed her eyes and stopped talking to Song Sicen, Song Sicen stomped her feet, "I can't come in the second time, just this time, you can say whatever you want."

"I'm not even interested in what you drive. As for the second time, even if it's the third time, you can't. Someone can come in anyway." Mo Qingli looked at her with a half-smile.

Song Sicen bit her lip, her apricot eyes were full of anger, if the woman in front of her could cure her illness, she would step up and kill her without hesitation, dig her flesh to make medicine, who would dare to treat her like this in normal times He was so angry that he forced her into such a situation, but thinking about the situation in Boyang, Song Sicen said unwillingly: "I will find a way to come in again, but I'm afraid he won't be able to last that long, at least give me a reprieve." Fangzi."

"My life-saving prescription is not cheap." Mo Qingli smiled, "Leave the last letter."

"No." Song Sicen flatly refused, it was hard for her to get this last letter.

"Then please go back." Mo Qingli leaned back against the wall.

"Mo Qingli, if we see each other again one day, I will smash your body into thousands of pieces, smash your bones into ashes!" Song Sicen locked the prison door and said bitterly.

Holding the slightly yellowed silk in her hand, Mo Qingli curled her lips and said, "You'd better move quickly, if I die, Bo Yang will also be buried with me, you will be at a great loss."

Song Sicen murmured the prescription in a low voice and hurried away. In the end, she had no choice but to exchange with Mo Qingli, because Mo Qingli already felt that she was going to die, and she would bite everything to death. No matter how unwilling Song Sicen was, she had to endure it for the sake of Boyang. .

Back in the house, Song Sicen immediately wrote out the prescription given by Mo Qingli, and after careful checking, he asked Huancai to go out of the palace to dispense the medicine.

"Miss, are you okay?" Boyang's body was hot and cold, he managed to suppress it with his internal strength, his eyes were open and he could hardly see, but he still waited for Song Sicen to come back, he finally felt relieved to see her back in one breath.

"I got a prescription from her to relieve the toxin temporarily, and you will be better after drinking the medicine." Song Sicen said.

Bo Yang said in a low voice: "This subordinate is not worthy of letting Miss run around like this."

Song Sicen turned around and forced his voice to say: "Of course you don't deserve it, but although I, Song Sicen, am a little unreasonable, I will do what I have to do, and I will not escape. If you get hurt because of me, I naturally can't." Just sit back and watch, you don’t have to feel guilty, if it’s someone else, I will do the same.”

Bo Yang closed his eyes, and suddenly there was a commotion outside, Song Sicen's eyes closed, and he leaned against the window and opened a gap slightly, and saw a group of guards holding torches going to Mo Zhiyan's palace, and Some people are coming here, shouting: "There are snitches, there are assassins, the empress has ordered to seal the gate of the palace, and search the palace at this moment."

Huancai was sent away, and Song Sicen only let Huancai in to serve her in the back room, and she was about to be found here soon. Song Sicen looked at Boyang who was lying on the bed and couldn't move, she blushed, but she didn't care Many, took off their coats and turned on the bed, pushed Boyang into the bed with difficulty, and then a quilt covered her and Boyang tightly.

The guard searched for her soon after, Song Sicen pretended to be woken up, and said displeasedly: "What are you doing, disturbing people's dreams at night."

Mo Zhiyan had already finished dressing at this time, and was supported by Pearl and walked in with great demeanor and said with a smile: "Si Cen's place is small, and it is the most difficult to hide people. Besides, Si Cen rarely goes out here, and he hasn't left the pavilion yet. My daughter's house, now that you have seen it, you have fulfilled your duties, don't scare the little girl, otherwise, I will not be able to explain to Master Luo."

The guards were originally reluctant to search the palace in the middle of the night, but with Concubine Mo's thoughtful words, they also wanted to sell Luo Zishang a favor, so they just looked around and left.

Bo Yang was buried under the quilt, his body was tightly pressed against Song Sicen's body, his breath was filled with the fragrance of Song Sicen's body, and he could feel her body tense for a moment when the guards searched her until the guards left relax.

She was cautious in this palace, and it was difficult to move forward. She was clearly ordered to protect the young lady, but she was reduced to being protected by the young lady, and put the young lady in a dangerous situation. Boyang was full of self-blame.

After the guards left, Mo Zhiyan hurried back and asked, "Did you get the antidote?"

Song Sicen shook his head and said, "Mo Qingli knew that it was a doomsday situation, and she also had the determination to die, and refused to give me an antidote.

"She does have self-knowledge." Mo Zhiyan smiled when she heard the words, seeing Song Sicen's eyes were red, she comforted him patiently before leaving.

When she left, Song Sicen's smile turned cold. Mo Zhiyan wanted to use her hands to get rid of Mo Qingli, not caring about Bo Yang's poison. In the meantime, the calculation this time might disappoint Mo Zhiyan.

"The queen please invite Miss Song to come over." Just after breakfast, Song Sicen was invited over by someone sent by Shangguan Yun. For some reason, she was at a loss when she saw Mo Zhiyan in the queen's palace. Cang Duan Rujin sat on one side, Luo Zishang sat on the other, Mo Zhiyan looked at Luo Zishang from time to time, with a gleam of tenderness in his eyes, Duan Rujin looked at Song Sicen with a hint of tenderness on his face. Song Sicen understood her scruples and did not make a sound.

"The minister has met the empress." Song Sicen didn't know what had happened, first knelt down and saluted, and then dared to ask: "I don't know why the empress summoned the minister's daughter?
Shangguan Yun was sitting on a high seat, the goldfinch bird on her head was shining with a dazzling oriental bead, and she was dressed in a linnet feather weaving dress, which set off the nobleness of her mother. Slightly narrowing her eyes, she did not get angry and pretentious. Facing Song Sicen's question, Shangguan Yun only raised her hand, and the female officer beside her stepped forward and said, "Dare to ask Miss Song last night, where were you last night?"

Song Sicen frowned slightly and said, "That's a strange question. I'm a weak woman. I naturally have to rest in the middle of the night. Otherwise, where else would I go?"

The female officer said sullenly, "Do you have any witnesses?"

Song Sicen said: "Of course the maids around me can testify."

"How can a maidservant testify, which maidservant does not face the master, if only a maidservant can testify, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince others." Mo Zhiyan said with a smile while sitting on the side.

Shangguan Yun looked at Mo Zhiyan, bent her lips and smiled, "Which one of the concubines and female relatives in the harem is not the maid guarding the bedside at midnight, if it is according to what Concubine Mo said, wouldn't everyone in this palace have suspect."

Mo Zhiyan lowered her head and smiled and said, "I dare not speculate, it's just that the people in this palace are not fair, and the empress usually doesn't care about it. This time, I will do my best to share the worries for the empress."

"Concubine Mo has a heart, but when the late emperor was here, I worked on all the affairs of the harem alone, and I wanted to serve the Empress Dowager, so I was able to deal with it. Now this palace is just trivial matters, and I haven't reached that old ear yet. To the point of being dizzy and old-eyed, everyone in this palace, is it really not enough to be the palace?" Shangguan Yun raised her voice, and threw the things in her hand down heavily, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

(End of this chapter)