The night began to gradually cover the earth, and Mu Qianchen finally walked away and was ready to rest, but he didn't want Mu Han to send someone to call her over, saying that there was something important to discuss.

The important thing? Mu Qianchen didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly rushed to Mu Han's room with the comer. But through the crack in the door, she looked at the scene inside the room, and a little imperceptible annoyance flashed in her cold eyes. Mu Han drank too much wine and was sitting at the table holding a maid.

"That's what you're talking about, have something important to discuss?" Mu Qianchen looked back at the person who came to deliver the message, and the cold light in his eyes made people shudder.

"Miss Chen, the little one really didn't mean to deceive you, the Lord was really drunk and kept shouting to see you, and the little one had no choice." The young man fell to his knees with a pop, cold sweat breaking out on the backs of his hands.

"Got it, go down and get the punishment yourself according to the rules."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly trotted away. Compared with other Dharma protectors in the pavilion, Mu Qianchen has a colder temperament, but compared to other Dharma protectors, she is a person who is easy to get along with, as long as she doesn't commit her taboo, she basically won't do anything to you; If you have committed a crime...... The young man couldn't help but shudder, he would never forget the killer who was instantly picked by Mu Qianchen and bled to death because he slandered Mu Qianchen and Mu Han for having an improper relationship.

Mu Qianchen walked forward slowly, pointed at Mu Han's acupoint, and pulled the maid he was holding to the side, and the maid who wanted to soar overnight saw Mu Qianchen's face change instantly, and she ran out of the room trembling.

She untied his acupuncture and prepared to leave. But he didn't want to be firmly grasped by Mu Han's wrist. "Ah Chen, you're finally here...... Don't go, drink with me. ”

"Your Lord, you have drunk too much, and I will ask Nan Ji to serve you to rest."

Mu Qianchen tried hard to break free of him, but he didn't want to be dragged into his arms by him. Looking at the wine he staggered over, she frowned slightly, "The Lord forgot, since that drinking and mistaking things, his subordinates have vowed not to drink again." ”

"How many times have I said it, I don't blame you for that incident, I forced you to drink that wine......"

"Drinking is drinking, wrong is wrong, and there is no point in making such excuses." Mu Qianchen finally broke free of him, helped him to lie down on the couch, and said coldly, "It's not early, the lord should rest quickly, and his subordinates will go and call Nan Ji over." ”

"I command you, don't go!"

Mu Han said with some displeasure, he grabbed Mu Qianchen's hand and pulled her hard, bringing her to his side. He pressed her down on the couch, rolled over and pressed her, sniffing the faint plum fragrance on her body, his face was full of childlike displeasure, "Nan Ji, Nan Ji...... Why I asked her to serve me, don't you know, Ah Chen, I just see that she looks five points like you. ”

"Lord, you're drunk." She looked at him coldly, and she felt her wound oozing blood again. Mu Qianchen wanted to push him away, but he imprisoned him under him, making her unable to move for half a minute.

"Ah Chen, you're just provoking me." He looked down at her, looked at her cold and arrogant face, and frowned slightly, "Ah Chen, smile." ”

“……”

"Ah Chen, call me Brother Han again."

"Lord, you're drunk."

"Ah Chen, call me Brother Han again."

"The Lord ......"

Mu Han looked at her rather unpleasantly, and suddenly lowered his head and sealed her lips. She looked at him in shock, felt his hot hands roaming over her body, pulled down her dress from her shoulders, turned her head away, and frowned in displeasure.

Suddenly, she felt his movements stop, and looked away, only to see his gaze fixed on the blood on his hand and the old scar on his right shoulder.

"Why don't you say it if you're hurt!"

"It's just a small injury, Chaser Feng has already dealt with it for me...... Already ......"

"Ah......h

Mu Han suddenly lowered her head and bit the old, slightly hideous scar on her shoulder with her teeth, she felt the blood constantly flowing down her shoulder, and couldn't help frowning. That time, he and Mu Han were drunk, but they didn't want a killer to assassinate Mu Han, that time, Mu Han almost gave his life, and in order to save him, he blocked the sword for him, and almost lost his entire right arm.

"Tomorrow, let the wind come and remove this scar......"

"No, keep it, just leave it a lesson."

"Ah Chen, why are you always so cold? Why don't you always understand my heart? ”

"The subordinates don't dare to understand, let alone understand." Mu Qianchen took advantage of his stunned moment, pushed him away, and was about to leave as if fleeing, but he was coldly stopped by him.

"Northeast of Ningcheng, the Lu family, the old rules, don't leave a living."

Mu Qianchen nodded, and left quickly with the blood-stained white clothes. Always, Lord, I can't tell whether you are good to me, whether you mean it, or if it is a means to make me obedient?

Ningcheng, Lu family.

A little maid of the Lu family was finally busy with all her work, rubbed her sore shoulders and prepared to go back to the house to rest, but she didn't want to be suddenly covered by a black shadow and dragged into the corner.

"II...... The second son ......" She looked at the tall man in front of her with a frightened face, the second son of the Lu family acts as a power every day, doing all kinds of evil, and there are already many maids in the house who have ruined his poisonous hands.

She stepped back in fear, holding on tightly to herself. At the moment when the second son pounced on her, she squatted down in fear, closed her eyes, and prepared to defend her innocence with death. For some reason, she suddenly felt a warm liquid flowing down her head, and when she looked up, she saw that the second son's eyes had opened wide, and blood kept gushing from his mouth and chest, and there was no breath at all. She pushed his body aside in fear, unable to make a sound in terror.

She looked up and suddenly saw a woman in white wearing a silver mask standing there with a sword, her white dress fluttering in the wind, like a fairy in the moon, but the long sword glowing with cold light in her hand made people feel indescribable fear.

"Such scum really dirties my sword."

She looked up at the little maid and walked up to her with her sword in front of her, like a ghost.

"I ...... I'm just a little girl, I'm ...... I am innocent. ”

"I know, you're a poor kid too." She said this, but the sword in her hand plunged into her chest in the blink of an eye, "It's just that the order I received is not to stay." ”

The little girl looked at her resentfully, and struggled to pinch her with both hands, but she gently slashed off her hands with a sword.

"I curse...... I will curse you to go to hell when you die, and you will not die well. ”

Mu Qianchen turned around and left coldly, sneering in his heart. Hell? I've been there for a long time. As for not dying well, from the first day she embarked on this road, she was ready for such an ending.