After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 125 Push him down ([-] more)

"When."

Slightly puzzled: "It's almost dawn, shouldn't you take advantage of the dark night and high winds if you want to do evil things?"

"It's dark in the room, how do you check?" He looked at her, "If you light a lamp in an uninhabited pavilion, it's like telling the whole house."

It is indeed reasonable to say so, she nodded: "Then we will go tomorrow morning."

"Me, us?" He frowned.

"That's right." She patted her small chest and said mysteriously, "Don't worry, I won't hold you back, maybe it can be of great help at critical moments!"

"..." What gave her such great confidence, was it the lightness kung fu that was taught by him, but it was so bad?

After a moment of silence, he said, "It's not impossible to follow, but..."

"Understood, follow your instructions." Maliu replied, "I'm not a child, I can distinguish priorities, this matter started because of me, I hope I can participate in the resolution from beginning to end."

She looked at him seriously with clear eyes.

It was this look again.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and replied vaguely, "Mmm..."

Not a child?Oh, if not, it would be easy to handle.

"Agreed?" She knelt down and stretched out her right little finger joyfully, "Pull the hook, don't go back on your word."

"Boring." Turning on the bed.

Clutching his right hand with his left hand and shaking it, he said with a sly smile, "Brother Mu, I'll do it for you!"

Turning his back to her in disgust: "Childish."

The candle was extinguished, and a rustle came to her ears, followed by her low self-talk:

"It's enough to go around twice, if I walk, I will definitely wake up."

In the darkness, her phoenix eyes were burning, and her thin lips curled up silently.

This is not necessarily the case.

At the end of the day, the sky turned blue, with a hint of white.

The moonlight mixed with a ray of morning light spilled into the room, reflecting the petite figure on the couch.

One leg is straightened, the other is curled up, both hands hug the corner of the quilt tightly, and the sweet dream is in full swing.

"Wake up." He put on his clothes and girdles, calling out casually.

Yan Hong's little mouth smacked, but there was no response.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, she raised her voice: "Yun Jiuqing, wake up."

Unexpectedly, one day, it was his turn to wake others up.

After condescending for a while, someone not only didn't appreciate it, but even let out a thin snoring sound.

Unable to bear it any longer, she stroked her flushed cheeks with her fingertips, caressed her white and tender skin, and then... squeezed it around.

"what!"

She opened her eyes wide in horror, sat up with her cheeks covered, and faced his evil handsome face.

"Two things." The fingers were raised up, slender as jade, "First, you're back to your old ways."

Turn sideways so she can see the situation clearly.

The knot tied to the table leg is still firm, but the other end hangs loosely on the ground.

She wanted to cry but had no tears: "Probably...not tied tightly." After all, it was a bit uncomfortable.

"Second." He smiled warmly, "You slept like a pig and made me wait for a long time."

Woo, don't blame her.

No wonder, the bed was so comfortable.

At Maoshi, the morning light was getting stronger, and the pavilions, terraces and courtyards in the mansion began to appear blurred.

Everything was quite quiet except for the chirping of birds.

Two figures, one tall and one short, stepped onto the wooden stairs. The tall one looked calm, while the short one was cautious and looked around.

The door at the end of the corridor was locked. Fortunately, they were prepared, and they pried open the inner bolt of the wooden window with a piece of iron.

"Huh." She jumped lightly, brushed off the hem of her skirt, and suddenly thought of someone, "Where's Ah Shan?"

On such an occasion, how could one not bring along Mu Shan, who is highly skilled in martial arts.

He raised his eyes and looked around roughly: "Going to work."

"Oh." With the intention of paying off, he said flatteringly, "If something unexpected happens, I will definitely replace Ah Shan and try my best to protect each other."

He stamped his feet and tilted his head to sneer: "Isn't this what it should be?"

She grimaced at her broad back, pouted her mouth, and silently slandered.

Hmph, can't you just say "Very good, thank you Jiuqing"!

The first ray of morning sun leaked from the clouds, and the surrounding light suddenly became clear.

This is an ordinary daughter's boudoir, fully furnished, and has not been moved by visual inspection.

The wardrobe, bed, and dressing table are all delicate and exquisite.

The window facing south was open, and the small table by the window was covered with a thin layer of dust.

She stood on tiptoe, poked her head out to look down, and then quickly retracted her head.

Uh, it's a little high, and there seems to be black blood on the grass.

It seems that this window is where the dead died and the murderer escaped.

He turned around and approached, smeared some dust on his fingertips, and twisted it. At this time, there was a slight sound from far to near.

Void and weak, staggering, is a weak woman.

Coupled with this delicate accumulation of dust, he had the answer in his heart.

Those who came were not to be afraid, so they did not show any strangeness, and gave the people around them a chance to express themselves.

If you didn't notice it at all, heh, the good life in Lone Star Building, just wait for her.

Unaware, Yun Jiuqing turned to the dressing table and fiddled with the bronze mirror.

When the wooden ladder creaked, Fang Rumeng woke up: "Someone is coming!"

He rushed towards him anxiously, "Brother Mu, how do you explain it?"

He said unhurriedly: "Hide and see who it is."

She suddenly said: "Yes."

However, where to hide?

The inside of the house is almost clear at a glance, the wardrobe is too narrow, the table is too obvious, and it hangs outside the window... strength does not allow it.

He looked at her circling in a panic, and was about to point to a clear path—behind a thick curtain, when suddenly his arm was pulled forcefully, and he was pulled to the side of the embroidery bed.

"Under the bed!"

The phoenix eyes narrowed, and let him drill...

"Go in quickly!"

She hurriedly urged, when she heard footsteps stop at the door, she simply pushed him down, and both of them rolled inside.

At this time, what kind of aristocratic airs are being put on, what if it is the real murderer.

After lying down side by side, I found out sadly.

Due to the several cages placed under the bed, the place became extremely narrow, and half of her was exposed outside.

The chain slipped, and the door was pushed open.

At the very moment, a hand reached out and lifted her belt.

Unexpectedly, he flipped over, and the whole person lay firmly on...his body.

"what……"

Warm palms covered her subconscious whispers, and her black eyes gave a warning.

Xingyan blinked immediately, expressing understanding.

The two were stacked together, she was lying on his chest, her face was facing her clean chin, and her lotus feet were resting on her leg bones.

Half of it was obeying the order, and half of it was shyness that came out of nowhere. She froze and did not dare to move rashly.

She complained quietly from the bottom of her heart, this person didn't look thinner anymore, why was he still stiff everywhere, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

The little girl huddled in her arms, breathing lightly, like a sweet grape, full of fruity fragrance and juice.

He raised his eyebrows and looked outside.

A pair of embroidered shoes slowly walked to the window, and the wide sleeves moved slightly. After a while, the unique grassy smell of incense sticks wafted.

"Cousin, I'm sorry..." A trembling female voice said, "Yi'er is cowardly, so I can only secretly burn a few incense sticks for you."

"If you have a spirit in the sky, I beg all the gods to open their eyes, and let He Mao, that bastard, be rewarded with evil..." Choking with deep hatred, "I was the one who fell, that's fine... So I don't have to keep my mother's last wish, pretending to live comfortably every day..."

"Cousin, I am in so much pain... In this world, you are the only one who helped me who fell into the abyss..."

"Please tell me, what should I do..."

(End of this chapter)