Secret agent crossing: Overbearing prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 600 Soul Requiem Book

After Ling Su finished speaking with Ling Yan, she returned to her yard in a good mood.

When passing by a group of maids, she suddenly stopped, turned her head and pointed at one of the maids, and said, "Raise your head."

The maid seemed very surprised and terrified, she slowly raised her head, revealing a delicate and fair face, with anxiety and a trace of fear on her face.

"What's your name? Why haven't I seen you before?" Ling Su narrowed her eyes and said coldly to the servant girl.

"The maidservant is called Ying'er, and she belongs to another yard. Miss, your yard is short of manpower, so I temporarily transferred the maidservant here, and the maidservant will leave soon." The little maidservant named Ying'er said sincerely, with a low voice. Nodding, eyes a little red.

Obviously he was very afraid of Ling Su, for fear that if he was not careful, he would offend Ling Su and lose his life.

Ling Su hummed, and didn't look at the little maid again, but raised her head and continued walking to her room.

The little maid stood up with the support of others, and her low eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, which made people feel a little pitiful.

"It's okay." The little maid smiled and said to those who comforted her.

She stretched out her hand to stroke the loose hair on her forehead, squinted her eyes, and looked towards the room Ling Su entered with a smile on her face.

Ling Su, she read these two words in her heart.

night.

Ling Su was not in a good mood because of what happened today, so he went back to the room after dealing with the church affairs outside.

It would be a bit boring without a junior brother, but Ling Su knew that he could no longer find a man to relieve his boredom, after all, such a thing happened just now.

Thinking about it, Ling Su wanted to go to bed early, but for some reason, she didn't light any incense before going to bed, but she smelled a scent that made her drowsy, but Ling Su didn't think much about it.

"Creak." There was a very thin and soft sound of the door opening, followed by a petite figure holding a candle.

She turned around and closed the door gently again. She turned her head and glanced at the bed curtain, and curled her lips when she saw the figure. The candlelight reflected her face, as if she was the maid called by Ling Su today .

Mo Qingli walked to the table with the candlestick in her hand, and put the candlestick on the table, slightly illuminating a small area. She stood up and began to grope around the room.

She wanted to see why Ling Su was so powerful in martial arts. The martial arts practiced by Ling Su was really strange, but she couldn't tell what was so strange.

Mo Qingli walked lightly and slowly walked to Ling Su's bedside and the dresser and other places to explore, she searched patiently and meticulously, not anxious at all.

It's useless to be anxious, and she has enough time to look for her. She put incense in the incense burner for Ling Su, and Ling Su will sleep well all night.

Of course, there can't be any deviations or mistakes during this period of time, so she still has to hurry up.

Mo Qingli finally found Ling Su's martial arts mentality in a dark cabinet.

She pressed a raised dot, and the cabinet opened.

To be honest, if Mo Qingli hadn't accidentally touched the raised dot when she was looking for it, she wouldn't have found the dark cabinet, because the dark cabinet was set up next to the bed.

This can be considered to have been found, Mo Qingli lowered her eyebrows, looked at the small dark cabinet that was filled to the brim, looked up at Ling Su who was sleeping, and then reached out and took out the books on martial arts and mental methods, and started Look through.

But looking at it, Mo Qingli frowned. She continued to look through it patiently, but the more she turned, the more she felt puzzled. After roughly reading one by one, her eyes stayed on the last book. above.

Mo Qingli's eyes lit up slightly, and she gently rubbed the cover of the book with her fingers. The silky and dry touch made her froze for a moment, and then frowned.

What kind of leather is this book... made of?Why is it so like, human skin?

This kind of thought made Mo Qingli's movements pause, she picked up the book, put it close to her eyes and looked at it carefully, the more she looked at it, the deeper the frown became.

This cover is really human skin.

This kind of certainty made Mo Qingli feel his heart and stomach boil and feel nauseous. What kind of secret book of mind is used to cover it with human skin? What is the skill and method in it?
Mo Qingli pursed her lips, and looked down at the three words written on the cover - Soul Requiem Book.

She looked at it, reached out to flip through the book, and found out that not only the cover of this book was made of human skin, but the contents inside were also made of human skin.

frenzied.Mo Qingli could only comment in this way.

But Mo Qingli looked down a few pages carefully, but felt that this book was more insane than anything else. She frowned, thinking of Ling Su's martial arts, she knew something in her heart.

This skill, I have to copy it down and go back to take a closer look. Thinking, Mo Qingli put all these things back, got up, took out a small porcelain bottle from her waist, and poured some into the burning incense burner. The medicine powder, the faint fragrance in the room became stronger in an instant.

After Mo Qingli went out, she looked at the sky, and finally quickly got a few small sticks of charcoal from the kitchen not far away, sharpened the tips, and quickly copied on the paper.

The candlelight was dim, but it still illuminated the small place. Mo Qingli rubbed her eyes and felt a little tired, but she still cheered up and continued to copy the Soul Requiem Book.

But before Mo Qingli finished copying, she heard the crowing of roosters and the light of the sky outside. Mo Qingli thought about it and decided not to copy. She hurriedly went out to destroy these things one by one. Then he folded the copied paper and put it in his waist, then sat on the chair and pretended to be drowsy.

But pretending, Mo Qingli actually fell asleep, and when she woke up, it was a little maid who woke her up.

"Why are you falling asleep here? It won't be all right when the girl wakes up." The little maid frowned and looked at Mo Qingli, holding a basin filled with warm water and a towel in her hand.

Mo Qingli was stunned for a moment, then stood up, pursed her lips and bowed her head, and said timidly: "I watched the whole night and became sleepy at dawn, I didn't mean it."

Seeing Mo Qingli like this, the little maid felt a little soft-hearted, so she let her go out.

Mo Qingli bowed her head and walked out after thanking, because it was early in the morning, the air was still fresh, with a bit of cool mist, which made people wake up instantly.

Mo Qingli looked up at the dazzling sun slowly rising under the cover of the house, couldn't help but smiled, but quickly lowered her head and walked outside.

She had to go to Ling Yan's side to have a look, maybe Ling Yan had some clues.

She must figure out the origin and usage of this soul-suppressing book, besides, why does Ling Su have this strange skill?Where did it come from?Could it be that the envoy Yuan Zun gave it to her?
It is better to get rid of the Sanyang Xuanjiao as soon as possible, so as to mourn for the dead!Thinking of this, Mo Qingli's eyes were deep and filled with hatred.

Ling Su was a little groggy when she got up, and she woke up a little after being washed by the little maid.

She sat on the edge of the bed and frowned. She didn't know what to think of. She looked up at the little maid who was holding the clothes and was about to come to serve her, and suddenly said: "I wear it myself, you go out."

The little maid was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and pushed back.

The door closed with a creak, Ling Su stood up, walked to the window, took away the wooden stick supporting the window, and closed it tightly. polka dot.

The secret cabinet was opened, and Ling Su checked the positions of the martial arts mental methods one by one. After finding that there was nothing wrong, she breathed a sigh of relief. Or they found out that their end was miserable.

Ling Su made up her mind, so she simply took out the Soul Requiem Book to read, she closed the cabinet back, sat by the bed, and slowly read it with the Soul Relief Book, the more she read it, the more joyful she felt .

With this book, she doesn't have to worry about others being able to hold her back.

but……

Ling Su thought of envoy Yuan Zun, and his heart sank. If the master knew that he had taken the Soul Requiem Book, he would definitely kill himself without hesitation.

Thinking of this, Ling Su involuntarily tightened the hand holding the Soul Requiem Book.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by a respectful and clear female voice.

"Girl, the leader is here, please go out and greet him."

Ling Su suppressed her heart that seemed to be jumping out because of the fear just now, she didn't reply, the little maid outside the door was surprised, she wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by the voice from inside.

"I'll come later." Ling Su's slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Yes."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Ling Su closed her eyes and opened them again, her mood finally calmed down slightly, she stood up and opened the dark cabinet, put the soul-rescue book in the middle of the martial arts heart method and other books and put it away, When he got up, he began to quickly put on his clothes.

When she came to the door in a hurry, envoy Yuan Zun just got off the carriage.

"Master." Ling Su hurriedly walked over to help Yuan Zun with just joy and admiration on his face, and shouted respectfully and admiringly, "Why did you come all of a sudden? I'm not ready yet."

Envoy Yuan Zun was very pleased with Ling Su's respectful appearance, he smiled and was about to speak when he heard a coquettish voice behind him.

"Yuan Zun, why don't you help him?" Chang Xiyue lifted the curtain, her delicate and charming face was full of affection and anger.

Envoy Yuan Zun turned his head and saw this face he liked, the smile on his face became brighter, he stretched out his hand and pulled Chang Xiyue off, and pulled him into his arms, causing Chang Xiyue to be shocked Huh, but I laughed and laughed happily.

"Yuan Zun~" Chang Xiyue held back her nausea, and delicately clung to the envoy Yuan Zun's body, but unconsciously clenched the hand that grabbed envoy Yuan Zun's collar.

"Didn't I help you?" Envoy Yuan Zun laughed, bowed his head and kissed the beauty in his arms.

Ling Su looked at the two of them from the side, seeing that envoy Yuan Zun loved Chang Xiyue as usual, and he began to think about it, he had to please Chang Xiyue more.

Thinking of this, Ling Su's smile became brighter, she smiled at Chang Xiyue and said: "The saint is still as beautiful as ever."

(End of this chapter)