Secret agent crossing: Overbearing prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 9 Showing You a Good Show
Not far away, the lights were dim, the surface of the lake was sparkling, the breeze was blowing, the bright lanterns on both sides of the bank were swaying back and forth, and the water surface against which was flickering.

Jun Shecang walked into the Fangmen surrounded by young beauties, Mo Qingli looked cold, and stepped in without thinking about him.

As soon as you see it, you can see the jade smoke from two exquisite incense burners, and the fragrance is tangy, and the gauze curtains are flying around, and there are various elm tables and chairs listed among them, and there are countless exquisite and delicious pastries on the table.

A room full of warblers, fat and swallows, red, blue, green and charming, surrounded by a few children from aristocratic families in twos and threes, rich and noble, brocade clothes, and debauchery.

Mo Qingli's disdain flashed insincerely, but it was fleeting, but was caught in the eyes of Jun Shecang next to him.

When everyone saw Jun She Cang, they quickly stopped their movements and got up to greet them. When they saw Mo Qingli behind Jun She Cang, their smiling faces were slightly startled, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in their eyes.

Jun Shecang flicked his sleeves, sat down on the main seat, lifted the sapphire wine bottle on the elm table next to him with his bony fingers, and drank it in one gulp.

In Mo Qingli's eyes, that lazy and charming look was as bad as it could be.

She sneered, and sat down on the empty seat next to her.

After nearly a cup of tea, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded beside Mo Qingli.

"I don't know if my sister is elegant, so let's play a song together." I saw a yellow-clothed singer walking gracefully, with black hair half up, and a purple waffle on her head, smiling sweetly, blinking at Mo Qingli, said in a low voice.

The originally chaotic and noisy sounds around were instantly quieted down, and the entire boat was completely silent.

People's eyes were wide open, with sarcasm on their faces, for fear of missing any good show.

Even Jun Shecang, who was on the main seat, opened his slightly closed eyes, with a sakura-like smile on his thin lips, and looked at Mo Qingli with narrow and deep eyes.

Mo Qingli frowned coldly, a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes, and then she seemed to think of something interesting.

Just in time, take this opportunity to make Jun Shecang tire of her and end their engagement.

I saw her red lips lightly faded, and she said calmly: "No."

The girl in yellow was obviously taken aback, obviously she didn't expect Mo Qingli to answer her so directly.

"What about dancing?"

"Neither."

Everyone suddenly lowered their heads and whispered to each other. The girl in yellow didn't seem to give up, and then said, "Then what do you do?"

Mo Qingli was unhurried, raised her head to meet the young girl's earnest eyes, as if she was looking at her like an idiot, and said slowly: "I don't know anything."

"Pfft..." Jun She Cang, who was on the main seat, couldn't hold back, and just like that, the sip of alcohol that he had just sipped was sprayed out.

This girl is really... too suitable for his taste.

The crowd couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing, this Mo Qingli is really useless.

The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all different, which is a must-have for a boudoir girl.

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the woman in yellow, then she turned around abruptly and walked in front of Jun Shecang under the spotlight of everyone.

"My lord, I'm not talented. I want to do a painting for my lord. I hope my lord will allow me." A pair of winking eyes stared straight at Jun Shecang, who was seated on the throne, and his clear and clear voice was full of charm as he softly washed away on the painting boat. open.

Jun Shecang didn't even look at the girl, and directly waved her hand.

The melodious and melodious sound of the zither sounded, and the girl fell on the ground. Qianqianyu took the colorful phoenix brush from the maid next to her and began to draw.

Mo Qingli raised her jade eyebrows, her eyes seemed to bypass the crowd casually, but she was actually carefully observing everyone's movements, when she saw that no one was paying attention to her, she flipped her jade hand and pointed at the concentrated girl not far away.

Her face was cold, and then she lowered her head again, pretending to be asleep, but she didn't know that her small movements clearly fell into Jun She Cang's eyes.

I saw Jun Shecang casually glanced at the girl not far away, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his head and sipped a glass of wine, keeping his expression calm.

After a while, the girl in yellow stopped what she was doing and moved forward gracefully. It turned out that the painting was finished.

"My lord, please take a look..." The painting scroll was slowly opened under her jade hand, and it was silent for an instant.

The whole painting boat fell silent instantly, and people could clearly hear each other's breathing.

Jun Shecang stood up abruptly, and quickly smashed out the sapphire wine bottle in his hand, aiming at the girl in yellow.

"Bold!" Accompanied by the whistling of the sapphire wine bottle, was Jun Shecang's earth-shattering roar.

The woman in yellow was caught off guard, and was suddenly hit on the forehead by the sapphire wine bottle, and a trace of blood flowed down her forehead instantly, which was extremely terrifying.

"My lord..." She didn't know why, and Nuonuo shouted out. When she saw everyone staring at the painting in her hand, she suddenly realized something was wrong, and stared at it.

In an instant, she felt dizzy.The mind is blank, how is it possible, this is impossible.

She fell to the ground with a thud, trembling all over, shouting in her mouth: "My lord, please forgive me." The scroll was slowly spread out on the ground due to her movements.

On the white scroll, a big man with a black beard bared his teeth and grinned, staring at her with a sinister grin.

The corner of Mo Qingli's mouth was twitching into a smile, and she tried her best to hold her mouth, looking like she was suffering extremely hard.

Her flick of the finger is indeed much stronger than Song's, and the effect is not so good.

"Get the hell out of here, my king!" Jun She Cangyu cornered Mo Qingli, who was gloating over others' misfortune, and a breath of turbidity suddenly rose in his heart.

It turned out that in Mo Qingli's mind, his Jun Shecang was like this.

Everyone shivered quickly, got up cautiously and walked towards the boat gate.

Mo Qingli watched the farce with cold eyes. Seeing that everyone had almost retreated, she also got up leisurely, clapped her hands skillfully, and walked leisurely towards the door.

Finally free!
Suddenly, a calm and cold voice sounded from behind: "Stop!"

Mo Qingli pretended not to hear, and walked forward without looking back.

"Mo Qingli, stop for me!" Behind him, Jun Shecang's voice sounded again.

The huge painting boat was instantly silent, leaving only Jun Shecang on the main seat and Mo Qingli at the entrance of the boat.

Mo Qingli let out a breath of turbid air slowly, then turned around suddenly, her sharp eyes were directed at Jun Shecang.

"Come here." Jun Shecang saw Mo Qingli holding back his anger, most of the anger in his heart dissipated in an instant, and he just waved his hands at her.

The night breeze gently passed by, and the candles in the boat swayed and swayed for a while. Just when Jun She Cang was almost impatient, Mo Qingli moved slowly and walked towards him.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

She paced slowly, and stood only one step away from Jun Shecang. Jun Shecang stretched out his hand suddenly, and Mo Qingli was caught off guard. Her whole body spun and fell on Jun Shecang.

The man's masculine breath came to her nostrils, and suddenly attacked her entire pores. Mo Qingli felt uncomfortable when she smelled the unfamiliar red sandalwood dragon's incense beside her.

"Hehe, my little princess, you really can't wait." Jun Shecang's teasing words rang clearly in his ears.

Mo Qingli felt a soft and itchy breath suddenly spread all over her body, and she couldn't help trembling.

"Shut up!" The jade hand that was pressing on Jun Shecang's body suddenly turned, and Jun Shecang felt that something cold was suddenly pressed against his chest.

He casually lowered his head and looked down, his gaze paused, only to see a cold dagger pressing against his chest coldly at this moment.

Mo Qingli smiled slowly. In terms of martial arts, she admitted that she was not as good as these ancients who flew over the roof and walls, but in terms of close combat, she ranked second, and no one dared to be number one.

With the flickering candlelight, Mo Qingli pressed on Jun Shecang's body, smiling casually and coquettishly.

Jun Shecang looked at the girl who was close at hand, and smelled the faint girlish aura on her body, comfortable and charming, as if he didn't care at all that he was on the verge of life and death at this moment.

After a while, he stretched out his big palm with distinct bones, gently supporting the girl's delicate face.

A flash of anger flashed across Mo Qingli's eyes, and the dagger in his hand suddenly pierced, only to see dark red blood slowly flowing out along the dagger.

Jun Shecang's palm on the girl's face stopped suddenly, and then he burst out laughing.

This sex, he likes it too much.

Mo Qingli suddenly withdrew the dagger and stood up. She didn't like this posture very much, as if everything was off track and out of her control.

She suddenly got up and walked towards Fangkou, without looking at Jun Shecang again.

Jun She Cang raised his eyebrows fiercely, but he was not annoyed, he got up unhurriedly, not forgetting to tidy up the slightly messy robes that were pressed by Mo Qingli, and then slowly chased after Mo Qingli.

Mo Qingli's figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, she had already reached Fang's door.

As soon as she stepped out, facing the night wind, it was moist and cool. In the distance, the lights were still dim, and the lotus lanterns on the lake were still rippling cheerfully. People in twos and threes on the embankment were walking around casually.

Suddenly, a woman aroused her interest, and she saw that the woman was wrapped in black clothes, almost melting into the dark night, walking towards this side quickly.

The reflection of the lights on the lake made her right hand bright.

Mo Qingli raised her eyebrows suddenly, her cold eyes fixed on the right hand of the woman in black, which was shaking casually due to walking.

She was holding a slender silver needle in her jade hand hidden under her right sleeve. There was a black cold light on the tip of the needle, which was obviously poisoned.

After a few breaths, the woman in black was close at hand, and Jun Shecang suddenly walked out from the boat gate.

Mo Qingli's heart thumped suddenly, no, the man in black is targeting Jun Shecang.

She hastily turned sideways and pushed Jun Shecang over, narrowly dodging the silver needles thrown by the woman in black.

Jun Shecang can't die now, at least not by her side.

The woman in black saw that she couldn't take a single blow, her vicious eyes swept across Mo Qingli, and disappeared in front of the boat in an instant.

Jun Shecang had a panoramic view of everything, when Mo Qingli pushed him just now, he staggered to avoid the silver needle.

The two guards hurriedly supported Jun Shecang, only to see Jun Shecang's face was gloomy, the temperature of his body dropped suddenly, and his dark red eyes were bloodthirsty.

Throwing away the guard who was supporting him, he said coldly: "Send the princess back to the mansion".

Yuluo stopped looking at Mo Qingli, and stepped forward. Under the light, his tall and straight back was stretched and slender, lonely all over the place.

Mo Qingli looked at Jun Shecang's leaving back, and couldn't help but blinked. This person must have taken the wrong medicine.

She suddenly withdrew her gaze from a distance, turned around suddenly, and walked in the opposite direction to Jun She Cang. Two guards quickly followed behind him, and a group of three slowly disappeared into the dim lights.

(End of this chapter)