Chapter 19: The Old Man Pleases
The banquet ended in such a-for-tat and dangerous situation, and Mo Ruqi walked out of Zhengyang Palace and breathed a long sigh of relief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info And Jin Se, Emperor Zhong also released Jin Se when she entered the palace as promised, and she had already fought with Jin Xin.
"It seems that you have no intention of being loyal to Emperor Zhonghou, what is your purpose?" As soon as he left the palace gate, he saw King Beichen leaning on the railing, and his robe embroidered with gold silk dark patterns was dancing wildly under the strong wind.
Mo Ruqi didn't stop moving forward, and walked down one step at a time: "King Beichen's words are wrong, it's not that the Water Killing Pavilion has no intention of being loyal, but that my Water Killing Pavilion is unable to serve the Emperor Zhonghou, and I can't get into the eyes of the saints." ā
King Beichen strode and caught up with her easily, his eyes fixed on the trace of blood left at the corner of her lips, and said, "If you didn't do it deliberately, with your strength, you would never be injured by Emperor Zhonghou." Unless, you don't want to get into the eyes of Emperor Zhonghou and deliberately get hurt. But you don't seem to have any intentions, three princes, what is your purpose? ā
Mo Ruqi chuckled: "King Beichen thinks that he is more wise than Emperor Zhonghou, can he see the conspiracy that Emperor Zhonghou can't see?" It's just that no matter how bold this pavilion is, it doesn't dare to play a conspiracy in front of the eyes of Emperor Zhong Hou in public, after all, this is related to the lives of hundreds of people in the Water Killing Pavilion. ā
Saying that, Mo Ruqi sped up, and King Beichen had guessed that such a question would not be able to ask the result, but he just wanted to confirm whether what he was thinking in his heart was true, and now that his goal had been achieved, he didn't catch up.
However, just when Mo Ruqi thought that Jin Se's matter had come to an end, suddenly two women in silver palace clothes walked straight towards her, seeing that the two were dressed in female official clothes, Mo Ruqi was a little more vigilant
However, after the two walked in, they raised their eyebrows and said, "Lord Moge, my master is invited." ā
Mo Ruqi paused, swept her mind, and really didn't find out who she knew in the palace, so she asked, "I don't know who your master is?" What are you looking for me? ā
One of the women's eyes swept over the red hosta hairpin in her hair, intentionally or unintentionally, and replied, "My master only said that it was an old man of the Moge master. ā
Mo Ruqi hesitated for a moment, but finally followed them, and was taken into a palace in the inner garden of the palace by the two.
Two palace maids led her along the path, observing her surroundings from time to time, avoiding pedestrians, as if afraid of being discovered. Therefore, Mo Ruqi's heart became more and more vigilant.
She is seriously injured now, and if something really happens, she is afraid that she will not be able to escape. However, having reached this point, there is naturally no reason not to go, she secretly observed the surrounding situation, and left a secret code for the contact of the Water Killing Pavilion along the road, just in case.
The surrounding environment is getting colder and colder, and because of the injuries on her body, Mo Ruqi only feels that her steps are getting heavier and heavier. In the end, the two took her to stop in front of an abandoned palace and motioned for Mo Ruqi to enter by herself, and the two stood at the door vigilantly observing the wind around them.
In the hall, a woman stands with her back (appearance description), dressed in dark green brocade, and three thousand green silk are only tied to the back of her head with a hairpin at will, which looks casual and friendly.
Judging by her dress, she should be a concubine, and her rank is not low. But unlike the grace and luxury of ordinary concubines, from her, Mo Ruqi can see a little bit of the lofty temperament of the empty valley orchid.
Hearing her footsteps, Concubine Lan, who turned her back, slowly turned around, her eyes were full of peaceful smiles, and her eyebrows made Mo Ruqi feel a little déjà vu, but Mo Ruqi couldn't think of where this déjà vu came from.
Concubine Lan looked at her from top to bottom, making Mo Ruqi a little uncomfortable. However, just like her maid, her gaze froze slightly when it touched the red jade hairpin on her head, although it was fleeting, it was still keenly noticed by Mo Ruqi.
"Isn't it for the hairpin on my head?"
Qi and blood retrograde, a bloody breath surged in the chest, Mo Ruqi forcibly suppressed it, raised his hand to take off the hairpin, and the long hair tied up high was also scattered on his shoulders, and his beautiful face was a little less capable and a little more feminine.
Concubine Lan did not shy away from it, and looked at her with praise and exclamation: "It seems that the rumors are true, the Lord of the Moge Pavilion not only has a stunning appearance, but also has unparalleled wisdom. ā
Mo Ruqi lowered her eyes and smiled lightly: "Niangniang won the award, but your maid looked left and right, not looking at her appearance, just looking at the hair ornament, naturally it was not because of me, but because I knew the red jade hairpin on my head." ā
"Your surname is Mo?" As soon as she sat down, Concubine Lan was straightforward and did not beat around the bush.
Although Mo Ruqi was still vigilant, he also nodded and said, "Mo Ruqi, the master of the Water Killing Pavilion." ā
Until now, when she saw herself, Mo Ruqi still couldn't imagine what she had done with this Concubine Lan.
"Mo Ruqi......" Cen Lanxin paused word by word, and finally showed a smile, and her eyes fell directly on the hairpin she took off: "Can you borrow your hairpin to take a look?" ā
Her plain dress doesn't look like a person who cares about things outside her body, how can she be interested in an ordinary red hosta? This made Mo Ruqi puzzled, and Mo Ruqi was not curious, so he raised his hand to take the hairpin and handed it over.
Cen Lanxin took it carefully, several times more cautious than Mo Ruqi, she looked carefully, and finally seemed to determine something, nodded almost invisibly, and continued: "Where did this hairpin come from?" ā
The tone was still as slow and calm as before, but for some reason, Mo Ruqi heard some harshness.
In fact, since she can remember, her mother has carried this hairpin, and when she was a child, she asked her mother why she kept wearing this hairpin, and her mother just smiled and did not answer her.
Seven years ago, her mother died suddenly, and the memorial left to her was only this hairpin, and her mother told her before she died that she had four pillars of pure yin, and wearing red jade could balance yin and yang, so she always carried it, and it was also regarded as a thought for her mother.
This made Mo Ruqi want to know more and more about the secret of this hairpin, but because of her special identity now, she didn't want people to know her true identity, so she said: "It's just an ordinary hairpin, I bought it when I saw it in the market." As for my identity, I reported to my mother when I first came to this pavilion, and the master of the Water Killing Pavilion was Mo Ruqi. ā
Who knows, Cen Lanxin seemed to see through her, "Since it's just an ordinary hairpin, can you give it to me?" ā
A pair of phoenix eyes with a sharp sense of insight made Mo Ruqi feel inexplicably familiar, and also made Mo Ruqi faintly feel that the hairpin given to her by her mother must have some secret that she didn't know.
Mo Ruqi refused: "Niangniang is Concubine Lan, I haven't seen anything precious, why did I take a fancy to this ordinary hairpin?" ā