readx(); The first half of this is reasonable, but why does the second half sound so weird? Li Muqing came to Tianyin Villa, wasn't it because he knew that Su Chaoxi would be arrested? But if so, how could he say that?

"How do you know I'm coming?" Mo Huanli poured another cup of tea, the slowly rising heat hid his expression, and under the quiet moonlight, he only saw a clear face with a trace of blue and white, which was very treacherous.

"Or in other words, how could Prince Li come? Just to remind Su Chaoxi of the poisoning, using carrier pigeons should be faster than you. ”

Li Muqing didn't feel embarrassed at all, but looked calm: "I naturally have other things to do here, so it's inconvenient to tell you." ”

"In that case, there's nothing to talk about, so I'm leaving."

After Mo Huanli left Tingfeng Xiaozhu, he didn't go back immediately, and he wanted to go alone.

Autumn is short, the night is long, Mo Huan is dressed in a green shirt, pacing along the Wangye Pond outside the courtyard wind building, at this time there is silence around, and occasionally the nocturnal maid passes by to salute him.

Mo Huanli's heart can be described as depressed at this time, as long as he thinks of him and Su Chaoxi, a dead woman, in the same villa, his heart can't stop throbbing, and he can't help but wonder if she has been wronged, whether it will be cold when she sleeps at night, whether she has eaten well, whether she is planning to run away again...

The moonlight was on it, sprinkled on the tip of his heart, alluding to Su Chaoxi's appearance.

Mo Huanli let out a long breath and turned around to go back, but stopped in front of a man-made rockery, and then moved slowly and around it.

This rockery is very tall, and it is built according to the pool, and the back is facing the water, and ordinary people will not deliberately go around behind it, but when Mo Huanli passed by, he heard an unusually familiar whisper, and his heart beat irrepressibly, urging him to go to the certification.

However go around to the back. After seeing it clearly, his heart sank to the bottom again.

Looking at the strange man who was shrunk into a deep sleep behind the rockery, Mo Huanli sneered, did he already think about her to such a point? Can you mistake a man's voice for hers?

After a stunned moment. He was about to brush his sleeves away, but it happened that the man seemed to have been bitten by an insect, and he scratched his sleeves in a daze, and under the bright moonlight, a line of bright red blood on his wrist.

Eye touch. Mo Huanli stood there irrepressibly as if the soles of his feet had taken root, his eyes staring at the blood line like a knife cutting alive.

After three breaths, he walked lightly to the man and squatted down, for fear of waking him up like he could breathe lightly, he raised his hand, and his fingertips gently touched the man's sideburns, and what he felt was the rough skin first, and the fingertips were slightly picked, and the delicate and soft skin under the skin was slightly exposed.

His breathing became heavier in a flash.

This dead woman. Disguised as a man hiding here, aren't you afraid of being discovered? Even if she won't be discovered, this place is close to the water, isn't she afraid of catching a cold?

Mo Huanli suddenly wanted to pinch her neck and shake her awake.

However, looking at her slender and slightly curled eyelashes like a dormant butterfly landing on the bright eyes, her red lips were like roses waiting to be picked quietly left, although she had changed her appearance, she was still sleeping quietly, Mo Huanli's heart softened as if it had collapsed, he coveted the soft touch under his fingertips, and missed the sweet taste of picking roses.

The tip of the heart seems to have a feather lightly supporting. He leaned over slightly, leaning in to leave a self-denying kiss on the corner of her lips.

How to make an appointment with the cool breeze and not come with the dust and sand?

She has always been a breeze that comes and goes at will in her life, passing by other people's lives wantonly. and left without any nostalgia. And he is the unstable dust and sand, destined to be taken away by her, not only the flying dust, but also his heart.

But what can be done then? The only taste in his life is her, and he has to fall into it, and he can't help himself more and more.

Mo Huanli didn't wake her up. Straightening out the leather mask on her sideburns, he got up slowly, without dressing her, without shielding her from the wind, and without taking her to the warm bed.

There are ripples on Wangye Pond, the moon is in the sky, the water waves hug the moon, the moonlight is gorgeous and clean, one in the sky, one in the world, hazy in the sky and the earth, making him go deep.

He just looked at her quietly and left quietly.

She must have her purpose in disguise, and since he knew that she was safe, he had nothing to worry about.

This is her choice, and he will lie down and not obstruct him.

As for whether you will get sick? Mo Huanli bent her eyebrows, this dead woman has the incorruptible body of King Kong, even if she is sick, she will recover as tenaciously as Xiaoqiang, this is not a problem.

The real question is that blood line.

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Ying Ge felt that tonight's Mo Huan ceremony was extremely abnormal.

The evening he was referring to began with Mo Huanli's return from Li Muqing and ended after the morning sun rose the next day.

After Mo Huanli came back, he actually smiled with his eyebrows, not only did he not fall asleep immediately, but he drank to Yue, and even pulled him to drink together, and after three rounds of drinking, he also called Bai Yi into the room, and the three of them drank together.

Ying Ge felt that this was the most terrifying wine he had drunk in his life, for fear that after drinking, he would be greeted by Mo Huanli's sentence "You are useless, go die".

Although under normal circumstances, the master is happy, and the subordinates can live comfortably, but the master of his family is obviously different, and he is not necessarily happy when he looks happy, and he is not necessarily unhappy when he looks unhappy. Generally, the specific situation is analyzed on a case-by-case basis, but no matter how Ying Ge analyzes it tonight, he doesn't know whether Mo Huanli is happy about what happened on the way back, or whether he comes back and pretends to be happy after being angry with Prince Li.

Generally speaking, Mo Huanli is a model of throwing you a look at yourself.

Ying Ge drank inexplicably and didn't even dare to make a voice casually, Bai Yi was beside him but didn't care, it seemed that he was infected by Mo Huanli's good mood, and he couldn't help but smile on his face: "Prince Xi is so happy today, is there anything good?" ”

"I can't talk about happiness, it's just that the hanging heart has finally fallen and relaxed." Mo Huanli smiled shallowly, "Sect Master Bai, there is something I have always wanted to ask you. ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Does the Holy Spirit Sect have research on poison?"

"Poison? I don't know what kind of poison Prince Xi is referring to? ”

"After poisoning, it will reflect the poison of the red blood line on the body."

Bai Yi frowned and thought for a moment: "Unheard of, you know, I have always been blind before, even if there is really this kind of poison, I have never seen it." If someone in the sect uses poison, they won't use it in front of me, so. I'm afraid I won't be able to help Prince Xi. (To be continued.) )