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Soon, it was the third day. "Co*Fun*Words*Love*First*Hair(.. om)』『Words*Love*First*Hair.. om

Today's capital seems to be as calm as in the past, and it seems that something big is about to happen, and the people who come and go as usual are in a bit of a hurry.

Deep in the dungeon.

The servant who delivered the meal came earlier than the previous two days, and the key was inserted into the lock, making a "creaking" sound, followed by the sound of stepping on the thatch.

"It's time to eat, the last meal, let's eat it. ”

The official not only came earlier than usual, but also said something unexpectedly. After speaking, he put down the bamboo basket on his arm, walked out of the door, and stayed outside to wait.

Leling's injury is almost half healed, but the wound is still faintly painful. In order not to worry them, she forced a smile and said that it was no longer a big problem, and Mu Xinya was also suspicious.

Mo Lan walked over and brought the bamboo basket and brought out the plates inside.

A roast chicken, a pot of wine, and a bowl of porridge.

"Those who are about to die will be given better food, are you afraid that we will die and become starving ghosts?" Mu Xinya hugged her legs and said with a smile. By now, she has seen everything.

Mo Lan and Le Ling glanced at each other, and said with the same ease: "Maybe, but this chicken smells quite good." ”

"Yes, yes, Ling'er is about to drool. Le Ling took a deep breath, looking salivating and cute, but there was no blood on her pale face.

"Then let's have a good meal and have a good drink!" Mu Xinya finally smiled, this was the first time she had smiled since she came in. She picked up the flask, filled three bowls, and took the lead in holding one.

"There is wine today and drunk today, and the ghosts on Huangquan Road are worried! Come, let's do it!"

She drank it all, Le Ling and Mo Lan also nodded heavily, followed her to read the limerick poem, laughed dumbly, and then drank the white wine in the bowl in one gulp.

"Three, it's time to hit the road. ”

Just as the three of them were talking and laughing, the official who was guarding outside walked in and interrupted their laughter.

Hearing this, Le Ling and Mo Lan Qi set their eyes on Mu Xinya, and she was staring at the front lightly, her clear water eyes were shrouded in a layer of mist, and she couldn't see any clear thoughts.

She slowly stood up, and spat out two words on her thin lips, "Let's go." ”

At the execution ground, the prison officer had been waiting here for a long time, looking up at the sky from time to time, and then looking down at the front, at this time, the crowd of black people had gathered in front of the execution platform, waiting to witness the execution to be held.

After the prisoners are released from the prison, they must first parade through the streets according to the rules, and then be dragged to the execution ground to be executed.

Mu Xinya and the three of them were all locked in the prison car, and their necks and wrists were all handcuffed with rusty shackles. Soon, three prisoner vans were driving towards the execution site under the guard of the strict formation.

There was a lot of traffic in the market, and many people stood on the side of the road early, and after seeing that the prisoner cart was really carrying the three women, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and began to talk about it.

Looking at their expressions, there was no pity for the dying people, but they were all wonderful, and they felt that this matter was very fresh, as if a big show was about to be staged in the stands, bringing great pleasure to their always single life.

Mu Xinya stood upright in the prisoner car, her eyes drooping, and there was a shadow under the curly eyelashes, not looking at these talking ordinary people at all. The laughter in her ears didn't hurt at all. Three thousand comics

She doesn't need anyone's mercy.

At the end of the long street is the execution ground. At the intersection of the two places, there is a two-story tea house - Jinyue Building. I don't know if it is because of the shelter of this executioner's field, the business of this teahouse is extremely prosperous and enduring. It was once said that while sipping the fragrance of tea upstairs, while looking down at the bloody scene of the separation of the corpses on the execution ground, it was the bad taste of many dignitaries.

However, today, this lively Jinyue Building is particularly deserted, and there are only two mysterious guests in the whole building, not that other guests are not coming, but - the two mysterious guests, after entering the door and throwing a large bag of gold ingots to the boss, ordered the authentic sentence "clear".

After a while, there were only two guests left in the entire Near Moon Building.

"Niangniang, can you take such a big risk to get out of the palace?" In the quiet Accord on the second floor, one of the ugly-faced and blank-eyed men asked in a hoarse voice.

Opposite him, there was a woman in red wearing a black gauze hat, after hearing his question, the jade hand took off the hat unhurriedly, only to see a small face the size of a goose egg exposed, a pair of apricot eyes dyed with a thick smile, she is the man's mouth "Niangniang" - Mu Luorou.

Mu Luorou picked up the teapot, filled herself with a cup of tea, and then pinched the teacup and took a sip elegantly, "What is this danger compared to being able to let me see with my own eyes that Mu Xinya died without a place to be buried?"

Her apricot eyes flashed with incomparably excited light, and she turned to glance at the bamboo root, "What's more, even if there is danger, isn't there still you in this palace?"

The fact three days ago made her so happy that she felt much more pleasing to the eye when she looked at Zhugen again, and it didn't make her hate it so much!

Hearing her joy, Zhugen smiled "hehe", stretched out his arm out of nowhere, grabbed Mu Luorou's small hand resting on the table, and rubbed the back of her smooth hand restlessly with two fingers.

"Rou Niangniang, the emperor has been there for more than a month, but I haven't been to you for a few days. He said in a long and lengthy tone.

Hearing this, Mu Luorou's eyes dimmed. That's right, the third brother hasn't come to her palace for a few days, since Mu Xinya left the palace, she originally thought that her favor would be several times as before. Unexpectedly, the third brother never came to her again, but stayed in Fang Yuyi's Changle Palace.

She was secretly thinking that a force suddenly wrapped around Yingying's thin waist, and the bamboo root hugged her from behind.

"Rou Niangniang's heart is already the emperor's, as for Rou Niangniang's body, if the emperor can't be satisfied, the little one is willing to do it for him!"

Takegen said seductively, his big hand had quietly slipped through her neckline, grabbed her softness, and began to knead it very hard.

He knew that he had to use this simple and crude way to deal with her.

Sure enough, Mu Luorou was not disgusted with this rough way at all, but raised her head and closed her eyes, and said "grace" softly.

During these days, the emperor didn't come, and Zhugen had been hanging out with the dead girl of Baozhu day and night, leaving her alone in the empty room. She lay bored in the big bed every night, the endless loneliness and emptiness had been tormenting her heart, and sometimes she would close her eyes and imagine by herself when she heard the joyful cries of the orb......

Hearing Mu Luorou's intoxicated response, Takegen excitedly lifted her chin and lowered her head to take her cherry mouth in her mouth. Ghost Path

Mu Luorou was shocked, and opened her eyes suddenly, Zhugen's ugly face entered her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

How she wished that the person who kissed her at this moment could be the third brother......

However, no, the third brother never refused to kiss her. Her lips hadn't been touched for a long time.

Mu Luorou felt a pain in her heart, closed her eyes tightly, and no longer looked at Zhugen's face, but raised her hand around his neck and kissed him harder and more cooperatively.

Think of it as the third brother kissing her!

When the three prisoner cars were about to approach the Jinyue Building and saw the famous Concubine Jinniang-Mu Xinya, the people along the street all became boiling, and the discussion suddenly became louder.

No one would have thought that on the second floor at this time, it was a fiery scene.

Mu Luorou, the famous concubine Niangniang, was pressed on the tea table by a blind old man, doing unscrupulous things. Fortunately, the sound outside was loud and noisy enough, completely overpowering the sound inside the Accord.

Mu Luorou suddenly felt a thrill, opened her misty eyes, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, "Mu Xinya is here!"

Zhugen is in high spirits, where is he willing to stop at such a juncture? ”

Mu Luorou was also enjoying it very much, but compared to this, she wanted to see Mu Xinya's depressed and lost soul, pushed his chest, and said in a firm tone: "No, I want to see it!"

"You-" Takegen grimaced in displeasure and slammed it hard to punish her before crawling off of her.

Mu Luorou only felt that her body was empty, and she couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart, but she couldn't care about it anymore, she jumped off the table, picked up her clothes and didn't have time to put them on, so she couldn't wait to go to the window to take a look.

"Rou Niangniang, take care of your body, you just look at it like this!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she lifted her feet, the unsatisfied bamboo root suddenly unexpectedly leaned over and pressed her smooth back, hugged her slender waist, pressed her body firmly against the window edge, and asked her again from behind.

Soon, Mu Luorou was lying on the edge of the window in a stiff position. Inadvertently looked up, and found that someone downstairs seemed to be looking curiously this way, and she was not ready, so frightened that she quickly buried her head in the clothes she was holding in her arms, and moved slightly to the side.

Then, she glanced at Zhugen, who was holding her waist and fighting behind her, raised her head again, gritted her teeth and suppressed the screams that were about to overflow from her mouth, while staring at the prisoner cart that was coming this way.

When Mu Xinyajin, who was dressed in a white dress and had long messy hair on the prisoner car, wiped her sight, a sly smile appeared on her face.

"Did Niangniang see Mu Xinya?" asked Zhugen coldly.

Mu Luo's delicate body was rising and falling with his movements very regularly, "Look, it's down there, it's almost noon." ”

Her voice was filled with great joy, and she proudly raised her snow-white jade neck and glanced at the sky.

Soon Mu Xinya will die in Huangquan. Zhugen suddenly said in a low tone, and the old face that was originally soaked in love and desire suddenly lost a little interest at this moment. Although his movements continued, he felt that Mu Luorou, who was being played by him, made him feel as boring as those Qinglou plays.