Secret agent crossing: Overbearing prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 41 His Secret
Mo Qingli stared, and prepared to fly away from the window without hesitation, but Luo Zishang's knife was faster, even though Mo Qingli turned around quickly, a wound was still cut on the calf , while the remaining few knives were inserted neatly into the seat she placed in hiding.

Mo Qingli didn't have time to be surprised by Luo Zishang's martial arts, Luo Zishang just made a quick and ruthless attack, if she confronts Luo Zishang, she must not be his opponent!The wind was blowing under her feet, and Luo Zishang's somewhat leisurely footsteps could be heard behind her. It was obvious that Luo Zishang was teasing her!
Mo Qingli frowned tightly, she turned her head and glanced, she couldn't see Luo Zishang's expression clearly in the darkness, her eyes were sharp, and a white powder suddenly spilled from her hand, Luo Zishang quickly covered his mouth and nose, his speed was also It was a little slower, and although it was not affected by the drug, there was no sign of Mo Qingli in front of him.

Luo Zishang was at the place where Mo Qingli was standing just now, his nose moved slightly, and his lips suddenly curled up, his eyes turned in one direction, and his figure flew out.

Mo Qingli returned to the Buddhist hall, her face was pale, she covered the wound on her calf, and found a piece of cloth to wrap up the wound. Before she could walk to the side of the bed, footsteps came from the door, and she clenched her hands tightly. She clenched her fist, frowned, and the footsteps outside were soft, and Mo Qingli knew that it should be Luo Zishang.

Mo Qingli squinted her eyes, took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, and quickly poured the powder in the bottle on the wound. The wound was numb for a while, followed by severe pain, sometimes itching to the bone, sometimes scraping the bone pain.

Mo Qingli gritted her teeth tightly to prevent her voice from spilling out of her throat. There were beads of sweat on her forehead. She shivered and climbed onto the bed, but she didn't hear the footsteps outside the door suddenly disappearing.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Mo Qingli squinted her eyes and couldn't see who was coming. She saw the person striding towards her and asked with concern: "Mo Li, is there anything serious?"

Mo Qingli regained her composure and saw clearly that the person in front of her was Jun Yuqing. She tried her best to smile and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. The servant girl is fine, it's just that the injury she suffered a while ago hasn't healed yet."

"Are you injured?" Jun Yuqing raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Why didn't I know?"

Mo Qingli's complexion finally returned to normal. She gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and slowly rolled up her trouser legs, revealing a section of smooth and delicate skin, but there was still a pink scar on that skin. Explained softly: "I was anxious at the time, and I didn't notice that I was scratched by a branch, so I treated it briefly, and now the scar has formed."

The medicine she used just now has strong properties and can quickly stop the bleeding from the wound, but it is extremely painful.

After the scars on Mo Qingli's body were scarred, it looked like it was cut by a tree branch. Jun Yuqing didn't doubt anything, he nodded and said, "You don't have to worry about Princess Wei punishing you today. I'll go back."

Mo Qingli lowered her eyes, feeling the aura of the third person in the room slowly disappearing, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, even if Luo Zishang had doubts, she couldn't say it out loud, after all...the one who witnessed was the emperor .

Seeing that Mo Qingli was silent, Jun Yuqing called out to the door, "Xing'an, bring the sedan chair over here."

Mo Qingli glanced at him and said, "Don't dare to bother the emperor anymore, I can just go back on my own."

Jun Yuqing didn't speak, but there was no doubt in her eyes. Mo Qingli pursed her lips, stood up and got on the sedan chair, but Jun Yuqing sat beside her unceremoniously. A little uneasy, she watched the lights along the way gradually brighten, but the road the sedan chair was walking on was not the road leading to her small courtyard!

"Your Majesty." Mo Qingli quickly turned her head and asked, "Where are you going?"

A smile appeared on Jun Yuqing's face, he squinted his eyes, and said: "I will take you back, naturally to Xuanming Palace."

Mo Qingli's eyes were deep, the Xuanming Palace was right in front of her eyes, the sedan chair slowly stopped, Jun Yuqing cared about her calf injury, and gently helped her into the palace.

Before Mo Qingli could sit down, a young eunuch came up to him, kowtowed to Jun Yuqing for a moment, and said, "See Your Majesty, Concubine Mo has been waiting for a long time."

Jun Yuqing's expression was not very good, he turned cold and said, "When did I tell her to wait? Let her go back."

The little eunuch gave Jun Yuqing and Mo Qingli a timid look, and quickly got up to report to Mo Zhiyan.Mo Qingli felt a little funny in her heart, I'm afraid Mo Zhiyan would like to cut her into pieces.

Looking at people under the lamp is also a bit more beautiful, and Mo Qingli has not recovered from the pain just now, and somehow adds a bit of weakness.Jun Yuqing's Adam's apple moved slightly, and suddenly grabbed Mo Qingli's hand, and said, "Do you still remember what I told you before? How did you think about it?"

Mo Qingli's heart tightened, and she understood what Jun Yuqing wanted to do.She tried hard to withdraw her hand, but Jun Yuqing clenched it extremely tightly, and then looked at Jun Yuqing, only to see that there was a hidden flame burning in his eyes.

"Your majesty, this servant still wants to be safe..."

Mo Qingli hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Jun Yuqing, who chuckled lightly and said, "If it's really peaceful, it's fine, it's been in my mind day and night, how can we talk about peace? "

As he said that, for some reason, a ball of evil fire rose from his lower abdomen, he hugged Mo Qingli into his arms, and said: "This is the honor that many people want but can't get, why don't you want it?"

Mo Qingli frowned, the pain from the medicine was too severe just now, she almost had no strength now, she couldn't help but sternly said: "Your Majesty, you once said that you are not a person who can be made difficult by others!"

Jun Yuqing's smile deepened, he had already moved close to Mo Qingli's ear, and said, "If I am strong, so what?"

This sentence is like a wire lock, Jun Yuqing hugged Mo Qingli horizontally, Mo Qingli gritted her teeth, a few silver needles were exposed at the tip of her fingers, and when she was about to stab Jun Yuqing's acupuncture points, The door of Xuanming Hall was knocked twice suddenly.

Jun Yuqing's face was a bit worried, he said with a sullen face: "What's the matter?"

Xing'an's voice came from outside. He seemed to know that he had aroused the emperor's anger, and said softly, "Your Majesty, we have reported the whereabouts of the traitor King She Cang."

Jun Yuqing's face was gloomy, and Mo Qingli withdrew the silver needle from her fingertips, with a bit of coldness on her face.

Jun Yuqing slowly put Mo Qingli down, and said, "You rest for now."

As he spoke, he casually pointed to a eunuch and ordered, "Take good care of Young Master Mo."

The eunuch happened to be Fu Lu, and Fu Lu repeatedly said yes, Jun Yuqing walked out with a gloomy face.

Fu Lu bent over, and a sharp voice sounded: "Master, do you want to rest now?"

As he said that, he quickly said in a voice that only Mo Qingli could hear: "Girl, let's see the master sometime."

Mo Qingli lowered her eyes and said, "I'll take a stroll around for now."

She stood up, and said in a very clear voice, "You can arrange it."

"Yes." Fu Lu replied, then stood aside politely and said nothing.

Mo Qingli's eyes were deep, and she was walking around in the hall. There were guards at the door to prevent her from leaving the hall, and there were court ladies and eunuchs inside the door. Mo Qingli lowered her eyes, and suddenly caught a touch of green from the corner of her eyes.

Mo Qingli looked at it, and it was a vibrant green plant. She leaned over and sniffed it lightly, her complexion changed for a moment. She asked with concern: "Master Mo, what's the matter?"

Mo Qingli came back to her senses and asked, "How long has this plant been placed here?"

The palace maid was taken aback by the question, she seemed to recall a lot, and said: "It seems that this plant has always been there since I entered the palace as a servant.

A dark light flashed in Mo Qingli's eyes, and she whispered: "It's nothing, I just asked casually."

The maid then went about her own business with peace of mind.

Mo Qingli looked at this plant with eyes full of frost. This plant is poisonous, which cannot be detected with silver needles, but if it is mixed with the emperor's favorite burning dragon birth incense, it will be a slow poison.

Mo Qingli's fingers popped out a powder invisible to others, and the powder adsorbed on the plants one after another. She turned around slowly, but the color of the plants behind her gradually dimmed.

Jun Yuqing didn't return all night, and the news of Jun Shecang also disappeared. Mo Qingli was sent back to her small courtyard, but escaped a catastrophe.

That night, the masked man, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, went directly to Mo Qingli's small courtyard. Fortunately, Mo Qingli's courtyard was remote and there was no one in the courtyard, so no one noticed.

"I heard that you were in crisis again yesterday?" The masked man didn't even look at Mo Qingli, but Mo Qingli could hear concern from his tone.

She settled down and said, "The crisis has passed, hasn't it?"

"The imperial palace is a place to eat people. You can't be so lucky forever." The masked man suddenly turned his face, and the cold moonlight cast a chill on his silver mask: "I can still send you out now." palace."

The corners of Mo Qingli's lips twitched, she shook her head, and said, "It's not like I've gained nothing."

The masked man was silent, his phoenix eyes were full of deepness.

"I saw Luo Zishang in the Buddhist hall." Mo Qingli said something softly with dark eyes. The masked man raised his eyes and looked at Mo Qingli intently. interested.

"It's against the rules to have a foreigner living in the harem. I went to investigate at night and found out that his martial arts are extremely high." Mo Qingli said lightly, hiding the part where she was injured.

The masked man looked Mo Qingli up and down, and suddenly asked, "Are you injured?"

Mo Qingli was startled, shook her head and replied, "It's nothing."

The masked man's tone was a bit more disapproving, he glanced at Mo Qingli, and said, "Why do you take the risk alone."

The corners of Mo Qingli's lips curled slightly, and she did not answer the masked man's words, but said firmly, "I can't leave the palace yet."

(End of this chapter)