descendants of nuwa

Chapter 92 The Death of Qi Yu (3)
Qingcheng covered her nose and said in a muffled voice: "Didn't Qi Yu die last night? How could it be so stinky?"

Dugu Mochen took out the veil from his arms and handed it to Qingcheng, who took it and covered her nose to block the stench in the room, only the faint fragrance of epiphyllum lingers on her side.

"Looking at it like this, he died suddenly!" Rong Ziyue said after walking up to Qi Yu's body to examine it.

"It's too late to wear clothes, for sure!" Ning Yusheng said with a smile.

"Come here!" Dugu Mochen yelled coldly, at this time an old woman dressed like a peacock outside the door walked in with her waist twisted around her bucket, and said with a choked voice: "The old woman has seen the prince and everyone Miss Gongzi! The old woman is the old bustard of this Tibetan Pavilion!"

As soon as the old bustard came over to Qingcheng, she could smell the smell of powder mixed with the stench of corpses hitting her sense of smell, and suddenly felt a little dizzy and painful, and couldn't help but took two steps back.

It happened that Tang Haoyi was standing behind her, and Qingcheng bumped into Tang Haoyi's arms unprepared.Tang Haoyi subconsciously supported Qingcheng's waist, the slender and soft touch made Tang Haoyi lose his mind for a moment.Before he recovered, Dugu Mochen pulled Qingcheng out of Tang Haoyi's arms in an instant.Tang Haoyi looked coldly at Dugu Mochen's icy eyes, Dugu Mochen didn't intend to pay attention to Tang Haoyi, but said to Qingcheng in a deep voice: "The environment here is too bad, you should go outside and wait for news!"

Qingcheng immediately jumped out of Dugu Mochen's arms unwillingly, and protested: "No! I don't want it! I want to be with you!"

Dugu Mochen naturally knew what Qingcheng wanted to know, but he didn't stop him and said indifferently: "Then you stand at the door, ventilate and see what's going on inside!"

Qingcheng looked at the door, and Fu Luoxi was standing there with a pale and weak face.Qingcheng looked at Dugu Mochen, then looked at the door, then nodded in compromise, and obediently walked to the door with Yin'er's support, leaning against the door frame and lazily watching the four big men inside to investigate the case.

Fu Luoxi stood solemnly by the door, seeing Qingcheng's lack of image, she just frowned and approached and said: "Sister Qingcheng is really lucky to have such a good brother as Prince Mo!"

Qingcheng glanced at Dugu Mochen, who was standing by the bed and interrogating the old bustard with indifference, and asked with a sweat, "Miss Luoxi doesn't have a brother?"

Fu Luoxi smiled shallowly, and said: "There are two concubine elder brothers, after all, the concubine and concubines are different in respect and inferiority. They rarely meet each other on weekdays! Let alone brothers and sisters like you and Prince Mo. Intimate!"

Qingcheng broke into a sweat again, and slandered!Where is the intimacy?Where are they like brothers and sisters?Miss, did you come here through time, or did I come here through time?There is no mistake!
However, Qingcheng still smiled and said: "The great business of the prime minister's family is naturally well-regulated, and others will not envy it!"

Fu Luoxi smiled, and suddenly changed the subject and asked Qingcheng: "Sister Qingcheng... have you ever thought that one day Prince Mo will marry a wife and you will also marry! You will not have the intimacy you have now?"

Qingcheng was inexplicably asked, so she could only reply vaguely: "Marriage and marriage are all predestined variables, it doesn't matter if there is or not!"

There was light in Fu Luoxi's eyes, and she replied lightly: "Really? It turns out that Sister Qingcheng is so indifferent about right and wrong, it's really admirable!"

Qingcheng slandered again, what the hell is this~

"According to what you said, the reason why Qi Yu misses Zangjiao Pavilion these days is because of that Jiaoyu girl here?" Ning Yusheng asked in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)