King Leng pursues his wife, but abandons his concubine

Chapter 197: What Can I Do (1)
However, the woman who fell on the ground at this moment was completely indifferent and turned a blind eye to Lian Chengyu's actions of defending her.

She lowered her head blankly, watching the little maid who was guarding her with unspeakable distress.

Everything below Piaoxiang Pavilion fell into the eyes of the man sitting by the window on the second floor. He looked at the woman who fell to the ground with a distraught face, and tightened his fingers on the wine glass a little bit. The water swayed with layers of tiny ripples, just like his heart that couldn't be calm at the moment.

He looked at her, his deep eyes exuded a cold and terrifying breath after another.

He finally found her, but why under such circumstances? !What should he do?
Qing'er, tell me, what should he do? !

Few people know the real origin and identity of the woman who fell on the ground, except for her maid, and the man who is staring at her closely on the second floor at the moment...

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The night was deep and quiet.

"Daddy...Mother...Father...don't...don't go...don't leave Qing'er..."

Mo Yanqing, who was immersed in sleep, was muttering, and suddenly jumped up from the bed the next moment.

This is another dream, this nightmare has been with her for 12 years. In the past 12 years, although Mo Yanqing smiled faintly every day, it seems that she has never known what happiness is for a long time...

Mo Yanqing got up gently and walked off the bed, put on a thin light-colored fur coat for herself, and stood quietly by the window, staring at the full moon in the sky with her beautiful eyes.

Tonight is another full moon night, and I still remember that night when blood was scattered, more than 100 members of their Moshi clan died overnight, and Mo Yanqing has been living in a nightmare like Shura hell for the past 12 years. Can't escape, can't forget...

On that night 12 years ago, in order to preserve the only blood of the Mo family, the former emperor of the Zichen Kingdom secretly brought the little Mo Yanqing into the palace of the Zichen Kingdom, and helped her hide her name and named her Princess Yongle. And promised that when she grows up, she will be betrothed to the current prince.

The former emperor once promised her in private that he would help the Mo family find out the real culprit for her and avenge the Mo family, but who knows that the good times are not always good. Not only did the Mo family's great revenge not be avenged, but the first emperor and empress also died. Mo Yan Qing also lost her previous noble status, and became an object that everyone could bully at will.

But regarding the death of the first emperor and empress, not many people can explain clearly, everyone has different opinions, and some even say that the prince killed the king and seized the throne!
In fact, Mo Yanqing has never seen the prince of Zichen Kingdom since he inherited the throne, and all kinds of rumors about him are shocking. Rumors say that he never stepped into the harem, and the harem No concubine dared to see him...

No matter what the truth is, Mo Yanqing always feels that the death of the first emperor and empress has nothing to do with the crown prince, instead their death may be to find out the involvement in the case of the extermination of the Mo family...

Mo Yanqing once vowed that in this life, no matter what the price is, she must find the murderer behind the scenes and avenge the more than 100 souls of the Mo family!
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"Girl, are you having nightmares again?" The little maid, Qing Ye, poured a pot of tea for Mo Yan, and then walked gently behind her.

Qingye has been in Piaoxue Pavilion since the time she can remember. She is only five years younger than Mo Yanqing, and she has been together for so long, and she always feels incomprehensible to some of her emotions.

When she was young, she didn't understand why this beautiful woman was demure and stable in the eyes of others, and her demeanor was full of amorous feelings, but in the dead of night, she always looked at the moon hanging in the sky. In a daze, and often even cry quietly.

Maybe it's because we've been together for a long time and we've cultivated trust in each other. Mo Yanqing, that is, her girl finally told her the truth quietly...

It turned out that the poor girl in her family was not from Yue Kingdom.

It turned out that all her family members died tragically on the night of the full moon.

It turned out that her girl was still carrying a whole family, no, it was a whole family's blood feud...

This is also the only secret between the girl and her. In the entire Piaoxiang Pavilion, and even in the entire Yue Kingdom, no one except her, Qingye, knows the life and origin of her girl...

Mo Yanqing glanced at Qingye lightly, and then raised a pair of faintly sad eyes to look at the full moon in the sky again, and sighed: "Mu Yun harvests all the coldness, the silver man turns the jade plate silently; what a beautiful day! In the sky, look at the bright moon above the curtain; send greetings from afar, but it is difficult for people to be round when the moon is full."

The tone of voice is full of sadness...

"Girl, don't be like this. I think that the master and wife of the girl's family are in the spirit of heaven, and they definitely don't want to see you unhappy. You must believe in yourself, and I believe that one day, you will find out the real culprit, and then help them Vengeful."

Qingye carefully walked forward to straighten Mo Yanqing's robe, and comforted her with concern.

"But, Qingye, do you know? It's been so many years, but I have no clue at all. I can only leave my hometown, come to Yueguo, and hide in this Piaoxiang Pavilion. Even the murderer who destroyed my family I am still at large, I think my father and mother must die with regret..."

The depths of Mo Yanqing's delicate eyes were covered with a layer of hazy water vapor. After sighing, she wiped away her tears and said with a forced smile: "Qingye, don't worry, I promised mother that I will take care of you." Live happily, live happily, you are right, I will definitely find out the real culprit, and then avenge my father and mother, and all the souls of our Mo family!"

Aoba just nodded in agreement, how could she not see it?What about the pain and tears in the master's smile?
It's a pity that she is unable to share even a penny of such a heavy blood feud for her girl. Her only wish is to hope that the kind girl in her family can avenge her hatred as soon as possible, be freed from hatred as soon as possible, and truly show her true self as soon as possible. Inner laugh.

After all, Qingye is just an insignificant maidservant in Piaoxiang Pavilion, she has never studied, let alone understands any major principles, but she is careful and can easily guess the danger her girl is in. Why was there such a disaster, who were those masked men in black that her girl was talking about?What's the history?Who is the main messenger behind the scenes? ...

She was really worried about the safety of her daughter, and if the other party knew that the Mo family had slipped through the net, then the master's life might be in danger at any time...

It was a very ordinary morning, and Qingye who was sleeping outside was awakened by her girl in a daze.

"Qingye, don't be dazed, have you forgotten what I told you last night? Don't dawdle, change your clothes quickly..."

Qingye was stunned for a while, when Moyan's irresistible urging sound came from her ear, looking around, her girl had already changed her place very quickly. It's the outfit I'm afraid of.

Aoba blinked her eyes with a headache, how could the person in front of her look like the elegant and gentle girl she was familiar with?
That's just an ordinary beggar who looks genuine and wanders on the street!

Wearing a shabby gray men's clothing, wearing a pair of worn-out rough cloth shoes, her pretty face was also smudged and messed up, Aoba could only stare blankly at her, unable to bear it all over her body She shivered for no reason, and had a very bad premonition. After thinking about it, she immediately put on a face and said, "Gu... girl... you... are you going to sneak out to be a beggar again?" ?you……"

Can she not go? !
"What are you! Qingye, are you too slow?! Let me help you."

Without waiting for Qingye to nod, and without waiting for her to dodge, Mo Yanqing had already put on the little maid Qingye a tattered beggar outfit that had been prepared for her, and then took advantage of the daytime to let everyone While trying to catch up on sleep, he dragged her from his room to the backyard of Piaoxiang Pavilion quietly, and then performed lightness kung fu to quickly go outside the palace...

Aoba is speechless,

Although she agrees with what her girl said, instead of relying on the money of those stinky men who came to Piaoxiang Pavilion, she has to earn money by herself, so that she can save enough money as soon as possible, and take her back to Zichen Kingdom to have a look.

But can this way of making money not be so different, so weird? !

Yue Kingdom, Chang'an City in the afternoon, was bustling with people, and it looked very lively.

In addition to the yelling of the vendors, the most striking thing is the little beggars singing allegro on the street.

Speaking of beggars, there are two very interesting anecdotes circulating in Chang'an City. It is said that there is a beggar in each direction of the north and south of Chang'an City.

The beggar in the south won the love of passers-by with his allegro voice and received a lot of rewards, and was affectionately called "sweet beggar" by the neighbors; while the beggar in the north was dressed in rags, but he had a very It's an indescribably handsome face. He neither speaks nor sings, and just sleeps by the side of the street. Naturally, he has a lot of money beside him, so he is called "sleeping beggar" by the locals. .

Originally, there is no distinction between high and low in occupations.As the saying goes - 360 lines, every line leads to the champion.

Being a beggar can do what they do, no wonder it will become a legend in the entire Chang'an city.Of course, this also envied many other beggars, both of whom were beggars, but the two of them were blessed and lucky, and without much effort, dozens of taels of silver were delivered to them every now and then. Sometimes, if you are lucky enough to meet a rich man, your daily income can be as much as 200 taels of silver...

"Grandparents, grandparents, uncles, aunts, young ladies and uncles who have passed by, listen to my beggar to relieve your boredom! Gold and silver treasures are not brought with you when you die, and you will become a Buddha by doing good deeds. Beggars are desperate for money. There is also a lack of food, hunger and thirst, eyes turning white, who will sit on the seven pagodas, save the beggars, three life blessings, many children, many grandchildren, and more money. The kind-hearted sister Bofu favors, the master of the Bodhisattva makes money every day, My aunt's son is Tanhua, the butcher's youngest son, the champion..."

The crisp allegro sound is touching, causing the loud copper plates to clang in the porcelain bowl.

Seeing this, the little beggar who sang allegro was even more happy, but the little beggar beside him was full of sadness. Who told this little beggar who sang allegro to be her girl!Even after earning so much money, Aoba still can't be happy!
Qingye's heart is aching, besides her, who else in this world can clearly see the pain and tears hidden behind her girl's smile?
Seeing her girl living in hatred every day, smiling in front of people, gentle and demure, but tears streaming down her face behind her, tossing and turning every night, this kind of silent pain hurts Qingye's heart all the time In her heart, she felt pity and sadness for her girl. She knew that revenge was the courage of her girl's life now, and it was also her only goal to live bravely.

Qing Ye blinked her eyes sourly, afraid that her daughter would find out that she was abnormal at the moment.

After all, they have been together for so long, counting as several years. She knows that not only does she have a certain understanding of her girl, but her girl also treats her the same way.

(End of this chapter)