The dark, damp underground prison is always best for Tibetans. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Someone dressed in red, with his dark hair draped casually, and a food box in his hand, walked in this dark prison.

"It's time to eat. Zhuo Xiaoran took out the things and put them on an almost tattered wooden table.

"Hmph, this isn't the last meal, right?" A female voice came from the dark, and there was the sound of footsteps, the light was shining on her face, who else could it be if it wasn't the missing Yi Yunfan?

"Who knows, when I'm upset, I'll kill you. ”

I rolled my eyes, it's been almost a month, and the conversation between these two people has always been like this, and not a word has changed. However, she was also very curious about who this man in red was, who seriously injured the two of them and the silver charm during the trip, and brought them back to this place to find someone to heal, and greeted them with wine and food every day. But then again, fortunately, Yinmei escaped this person's "clutches", and I hope that the pavilion master can save them as soon as possible.

How did she know that the motionless Silver Charm was still recuperating from her injuries.

Zhuo Xiaoran looked at the girl who naturally sat down to eat: "Are you really not afraid that I will poison the food?"

When he said this, he was naturally wary of the food on the table.

"Hey, crippled, don't pay attention to him, he's joking, he can kill us with a single knife with his martial arts, and do you still need to buy poison and then drug it?" Yi Yunfan didn't care about the words of the man opposite, he still ate by himself, and made an opinion by the way, "Next time, don't buy roast chicken, I'm going to eat and vomit, change it to fish or something, I can accept it." ”

The remnant face is black, and you dare to love that you don't know that you are imprisoned here by others.

Zhuo Xiaoran's face was also dark, as if he ...... It's time for a change of taste.

"Cough~" Zhuo Xiaoran adjusted herself, didn't say anything, and walked away.

He secretly said to Yi Yunfan: "Miss, you are really not afraid of provoking him and killing us with one sword." ”

"What are you afraid of? He won't, he's a kind of person, he's not good at communicating, and he always locks himself in this kind of dark place, maybe he is greedy for freshness for a while, then I'm going to have to give full play to my ability, anyway, I can't die recently, and then it's hard to say. Yi Yunfan began to cook again.

The remnant is black again, although this young lady is not a few years old from herself, she can see it clearly, the main thing is that she is really too similar to the pavilion master, and her temperament is also similar, that is, the pavilion master has experienced more things and thinks more.

Anyway, it's okay for the time being, and I'll talk about it when I'm full. With this peculiar young lady here, and her three-inch incorruptible tongue, safety should be guaranteed. Seem...... It seems that the man in red has the feeling of being eaten by the young lady.

Zhuo Xiaoran also saw two people rushing with a lion and tiger on the way back to Beijing, one of the two women was wearing a mask, and the other was covering her face with a tulle, she originally thought it was the famous Mo Wangxue, but after catching it, she knew that she had caught the wrong person, and the woman with the tulle covering her face was not Mo Wangxue, and was even younger than her. Zhuo Xiaoran never killed innocent people, so he found someone to cure them, as for why he didn't let them go, it was because he saw that this little girl was very similar to Mo Wangxue, maybe it would be useful to keep her, but he didn't want anything to happen in the future that would hurt this little girl.

And Mo Wangxue's direction of looking for someone here was completely wrong, it wasn't that there were ghosts, and it wasn't that the person she thought had arrested them, because Zhuo Xiaoran didn't tell Jin Fuya about it. Because he knew that if Jin Fuya knew about this matter, these two people would definitely die, and sometimes, Zhuo Xiaoran really hated Jin Fuya's ruthlessness, and he felt that she was no longer what she was when she was before.

It's another month, and Wan Qi Guojing seems to be calm, but in fact, rumors have risen, and the palace is not at peace.

"Pavilion Master, there is still no news from the two of them. Yin told Mo Wangxue again, "There are no ghosts in the pavilion, which excludes the possibility of someone passing on the news." ”

Mo Wangxue is worried about her sister being disabled all the time this month, not only here, but also in the palace, the emperor is really dying, this month intermittently invited the princess to go to the pulse dozens of times, no matter how close the distance is, the bumps of the carriage, and the indefinite summons to enter the palace at any time, for the pregnant Mo Wangxue is a little harder, and the whole person is also emaciated, but the natural birth, old age, sickness and death, no one can control it, Wan Qi Zhonghua is already in poor health and has been poisoned, and now he has been worried about Wan Qian Motian's affairs…… This is not a good health care at all. Although Mo Wuxue had some doubts about the emperor's condition, but because she couldn't find out the problem, when she explained the situation, he was very sad to see Wan Qi Motian's disappointment, she knew that he had lost his mother since he was a child, and he had lost his master and mother who grew up with him, and now even his father and emperor had to leave him, which was a big blow.

In the East Palace, after Wan Qi Motian and Mo Wuxue came back from the palace, Wan Qi Motian went straight to the study without saying a word and locked himself inside.

Mo Wangxue followed, and when she was at the door of the study, she withdrew the people around her, and pushed the door in by herself.

Wan Qi Motian sat on the top seat, his elbows propped up on the table to support his head, Mo Wangxue knew that he wanted to cry, but he was holding back to prevent himself from crying, seeing him like this, Mo Wangxue's tears flowed. None of them are cold-blooded and ruthless.

Mo Wangxue wiped her tears with her cuffs, walked to Wan Qi Motian's side, hugged him tightly, and leaned his head on her chest: "Cry out, it will be better." Mo Wangxue's right hand kept stroking Wan Qi Motian's back, wanting to comfort him, and the person with such a strong physique was now crying like a child in Mo Wangxue's arms.

Wan Qi Motian hugged Mo Wangxue's waist with both hands, and now he also urgently needed a sense of security.

"In the future, the only person around me will be you......" Wan Qi Motian's words in her abdomen made her stunned.

"What are you talking about, not only me is by your side, but also Feng Rixuan, don't forget, there is also Prince Lianping, he is your grandfather. Mo Wangxue wanted to get away from Wan Qi Motian a little, even though her lower abdomen was not yet bulging.

But where could Wan Qi Motian let go, and still wrapped his hands firmly around Mo Wangxue's body: "It's different, what you said is that they are different from you, Ye'er." ”

Wan Qi Motian raised his head and looked at Mo Wuxue's eyes affectionately.

Mo Wangxue wiped the tears from his face for him: "You are confused, I am Mo Wangxue, your night is elsewhere, if you see her, I will send someone to invite her over?"

"You know what I'm talking about, you're the night. Wan Qian Motian's eyes became more and more determined, and he saw that Mo Wuxue was a little weak.

"Your Highness, the concubine is a descendant of the Ji family, not the Yi family, you did admit your mistake, I don't know what Sister Yunye will think when she hears these words?"

"I remember the scar on your head very well. ”

"Scars?" Mo Wangxue pretended to cover her mouth and smiled, "Your Highness is wrong, there are several scars on my head, I don't know which one Your Highness is talking about, the concubine grew up in the mountains since she was a child, and bumps and bumps are inevitable." ”

Wan Qi Motian pulled Mo Wuxue over and let her sit on his lap, and loosened her simple bun: "This is the place." ”

At this time, someone pushed the door and entered.

"Ah...... I didn't know my sister was inside, and there was no one guarding the door, so I ...... And it came in. "Meng Qian pretended to be Yi Yunye.

Mo Wuxue was relieved, because this person came at the right time.

"Sister......" Mo Wangxue left Wan Qi Motian's body and walked towards Meng Qian, "Your Highness, according to what you said, there will be the scars on the top of my sister's head that you are familiar with." ”

Mo Wangxue stood on tiptoe and brushed Meng Qian's hair with her fingers: "Eh, look, there really is, it seems that it should be an old injury for many years." ”

Wan Qi Motian hurriedly stepped down from his seat and took a closer look, really, exactly the same scars, but the wounds of the two women in front of him were exactly the same size, could it be a coincidence?

"Senior brother, what are you and my sister talking about, don't you know about the injury on my head?" Did Meng Qian receive the task given to her by Zhuo Xiaoran, but she didn't expect this princess to help her?