Secret agent crossing: Overbearing prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 12 Well-placed traps

A dangerous light flashed in Mo Qingli's eyes.

But the masked man didn't speak, his hands kept moving, and the alley that was clean just now was filled with blood.

He seemed to be deliberately teasing the leader, killing others neatly, leaving the leader standing alone in the middle.

The leader was so frightened that his legs became weak, and when the masked man approached him, he knelt down with a plop, and there seemed to be liquid flowing from between his legs, he kept kowtow, and kept muttering: "Forgive me, sir, I am too. Accused of..."

The man in the mask seemed to laugh, the black robe was already smeared with blood, and the phoenix eyes hidden behind the mask could be vaguely seen filled with light.He picked up the sharp sword, raised the knife in his hand and dropped it, the man's head fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and his face was still in the moment of panic.

At this moment, Mo Qingli didn't move a step, she watched coldly as the other party brutally killed everyone.

It doesn't matter if you die, there will be no future troubles.

But when the masked man suddenly appeared at this time, she never believed it was a coincidence!

The medicine powder in his hand is ready, just wait for the opponent to approach, and immediately throw it out!
Mo Qingli wants to see who this person is.

But the masked man stopped suddenly when he was three steps away from Mo Qingli, the aura that was as sharp as a sword just now disappeared, and there was a bit of a smile in his phoenix eyes.

Glancing at Mo Qingli's hands, he said lightly, "You are still like this, and you will repay your kindness with revenge."

Mo Qingli restrained herself from spilling the powder, and raised her eyebrows: "I can handle it myself, who wants you to meddle in your own business!"

The masked man untied a dagger from his waist. The scabbard of the dagger was exquisitely patterned, and its streamlined structure showed perfect proportions.

"Well, it's my fault, this thing is for your self-defense." His voice was unusually cold, and he still didn't approach Mo Qingli, as if he didn't want the smell of blood on his body to get on Mo Qingli.

Before Mo Qingli could express his consent, he threw the dagger over. After Mo Qingli caught it, he flew up, left from where he had just come, and disappeared without a trace.

Mo Qingli touched the grain of the dagger, pulled it out, the silver sharp blade reflected dazzling brilliance, and swiped at the green brick next to it, a shallow opening appeared on the wall immediately.

It is a good knife.

Mo Hong's birthday is a big event in Mo Mansion, Mo Mansion is busy around this matter.

The hall of Mo Mansion has been tidied up, with light smoke curling from the censer, and the scent permeates the nostrils.The guests sat on both sides of the table and exchanged cups and cups, enjoying the singing and dancing in the middle with smiles on their faces.Even the emperor asked the eunuch to bring a gift, Mo Hong couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

Jun Shecang sat on a high position, his black hair fluttering, and he looked reckless and unrestrained.He took a sip of the wine, but his eyes stayed on Mo Qingli's side, as if the graceful dancing posture of the dancers was not attractive at all.

When Mo Hong saw Jun Shecang's expression, joy rose in his heart. It seemed that Jun Shecang was interested in Mo Qingli, which was beneficial to him.

"It's a pity." During the singing and dancing, Mo Qingli suddenly sighed softly, and was caught by Jun Shecang who was always watching her.

"What's the pity?" Jun Shecang bent his lips, and instinctively told him that there was a good show to watch next.

Mo Hong's eyebrows twitched, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. He coughed dryly and was about to speak when he heard Mo Qingli say coldly: "My mother will never see such a scene."

As soon as these words came out, the guests who came fell silent.

Mo Hong's face darkened in an instant, and the creaking music became particularly abrupt at this moment.

"Oh?" Jun Shecang was probably the only one who was interested. He raised his eyebrows and cooperated with Mo Qingli with great interest.

"Mother left early, and father..."

"enough!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the wine glass breaking, Mo Hong roared, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he stared straight at Mo Qingli.

Mo Qingli lowered her eyes, but there was a smile in her eyes.

Jun Shecang swirled the wine glass with great interest, looking at Mo Qingli's sly smile, there was a hint of playfulness in the dark starry eyes, with her, the boring days seemed to be much more fun.

"Qingli!" Mo Hong's face was gloomy, and he barely suppressed the raging anger in his chest, and said in a deep voice, "What nonsense are you talking in front of so many people, if you are tired, go back and rest first."

"The future princess of this king will naturally say whatever she wants. Is the servant not giving face to this king?" Jun She Cang's cold voice sounded suddenly, and he waved his sleeves and arrived at Moqing. Li's side, pursing his lips, stretched out his arms and hugged Mo Qingli into his arms.

Mo Qingli dodged to avoid it, but Jun Shecang's arm was like iron, preventing her from moving.

"If the princess is not used to staying here, it's better to get married as soon as possible!" Jun Shecang laughed arrogantly, but his eyes shot at Mo Hong like sharp knives.

Mo Hong felt bitter in his heart. He was so angry for a moment that he forgot that there was such a big devil here.He bent down, with a flattering smile on his face, and said: "Today is a wedding banquet. My daughter must have caught a cold at night and said some nonsense. I am afraid that I will disturb everyone's interest, so I just want her to rest first." That's all."

"This king is in a good mood." Jun Shecang interrupted Mo Hong without hesitation, glanced at the cold and hard-faced person in his arms, then looked up at the seat, looked around and said: " Do you find it disturbing?"

No one in the audience dared to speak, and the hall where the singing and dancing had just been performed was extremely quiet.

Cold sweat dripped from Mo Hong's forehead, and Mo Qingli suddenly sneered, the laughter was very obvious in the already quiet hall, "Poor my mother, how could I follow such a 'big shot' like my father back then!"

After saying that, Mo Qingli calmly tapped the acupuncture points on Jun Shecang's waist. Although Jun Shecang didn't suffer any harm, the hands that held her were finally loosened a bit.

Mo Qingli took the opportunity to get away from Jun Shecang's arms. She seemed not to want to say any more, she turned around and was about to leave. Jun Hecang also stood up behind her, dusted off her brocade robe, and walked towards Mo Qingli, by the way Threatening Mo Hong, he said, "Master, if the future concubine of this king loses a strand of hair when she gets married, you are the only one to ask."

Mo Zhiyan twisted her veil with resentment, and after a good birthday party, Mo Qingli disturbed her!Her face was full of jealousy, she turned her head and wanted to seek help from Mrs. Song, but seeing Mrs. Song's uneasy expression, she felt strange and asked, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah?" Mrs. Song seemed to have come to her senses just now, and realized that the atmosphere was not right, so she lowered her voice and asked, "What happened?"

Mo Zhiyan frowned, and said suspiciously: "Mother, what happened to you today? It's really bad luck that Mo Qingli mentioned her mother just now..."

Song's eyes suddenly lit up: "Is the master in a hurry?"

"Of course." Mo Zhiyan's face was full of resentment, and his eyes were full of viciousness, "Whenever I mention Murong Yan's father, I won't be angry."

Song's eyes were deep, she didn't speak, she fell into deep thought.

After being disturbed by Mo Qingli, Mo Hong couldn't be in the mood to hold a birthday party, and it ended in a hurry.

Looking at Jun Shecang, the flamboyant prince, Mo Hong had an idea, "Qingli, you can send the prince back today."

Mo Qingli frowned slightly, and walked towards the courtyard without saying a word, but Jun Shecang seemed not to care about the beauty's indifference, and followed after a few steps.

Seeing the two of them leave, Mo Hong's face darkened instantly, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves angrily and left Mofu without a trace.

In the side courtyard.

Mo Qingli couldn't figure out what Jun Shecang was thinking, she had other things to do tonight, and she just wanted to get rid of Jun Shecang as soon as possible.

Jun Shecang followed behind her unhurriedly, and said with a calm smile, "Li'er, the moonlight is very bright tonight, why don't you have a drink or two?"

Mo Qingli turned around and smiled sweetly, the moonlight shining on her face was as beautiful as a dream.

"My lord, the moonlight is very good. Is it enough to drink two cups?" She tilted her head, lowered her voice, approached Jun She Cang, and made a move unexpectedly!

A sprinkling of white foam flew up, Jun She Cangfei stepped back, and looked back, where there was no shadow of Mo Qingli.

I didn't get close to the beauty and even provoked a whole body of white flour!
In the middle of the night, a person suddenly stood in the Song family's quiet courtyard, and when he looked intently, it was Mo Qingli.

Mo Qingli was lurking by the window eaves of Mrs. Song's wing, there was a rustling sound inside, she saw Mrs. Song changed into simple clothes and hurried out.

Holding her breath, she followed Mrs. Song to a remote place. There was a low firewood house at the back door of Mofu.

Mrs. Song didn't notice Mo Qingli's existence at all, looked around, and got into the woodshed.

After a while, a woman's coquettish voice came from the firewood room, even though Song Shi lowered her voice, Mo Qingli could hear it clearly.

"I'm afraid we are being targeted these days, so don't come to me these few months." Song's voice was very calm

"Xuemei, then you still come to see me now, so you won't be discovered..." The man seemed a little scared, and lowered his voice, but was interrupted by Mrs. Song.

"What are you panicking about?" Song sneered, her tone full of sarcasm: "Every time Mo Hong heard about Murong Yan, he would be so angry that he wouldn't say anything, and he wouldn't return all night."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, he seemed to be hugging Mrs. Song from the voice, and smiled obscenely: "The spring night is short, we..."

Mo Qingli didn't listen any longer, and quickly turned to the back door. She had already asked Mu Jin to find Mo Hong, and she was afraid that Mo Hong would not come with Mu Jin.

Before he had time to go out, there was the sound of someone talking.

"Since it's the servant's birthday today, it's natural that he wants to go home and spend it with his family at such a late hour."

Jun Shecang's voice was as mellow as ever, and Mo Qingli was puzzled, didn't Jun Shecang leave long ago, why did he bring Mo Hong back to the mansion?

"What the lord said is that I really need to trouble the lord tonight." Mo Hong and Jun She Cang have already entered the back door together.

In the firewood room, there was a woman's panting faintly, and Mo Hong paused, with disbelief quickly appearing on his face.

(End of this chapter)