Mo Yan was stunned, and when Bai Qingting walked away, he struggled desperately to get off the high platform where he was lying.

In the midst of his struggle, he caught a glimpse of a figure.

The whole dark room was the brightest and brightest in the whole dark room, but the light around him was very dim, as if this high platform was the central point.

If it weren't for the desire to survive that made him look around for a favorable way to save himself, the contrast of the light blinded him, and he probably wouldn't have noticed a bed in the corner not far to his left, and there was still a person faintly lying on the bed.

He knew in his heart that Bai Qingting didn't intend to let him go, and seeing that there was actually a third person in this dark room at this time, it was like a drowning person seeing a wooden board that suddenly floated in despair.

Whether the plank is useful or not, you must hold on to it first.

Mo Yan had the mentality of luck, and excitedly shouted in the direction of the wooden bed: "Hey! Feed! Hurry up, people over there! Don't sleep, get up and help me! I am Mo Yan, the third young master of Qi Jun Houfu, as long as you save me, I will give you whatever you want! ”

The man on the wooden bed was unresponsive, as if he was sleeping deeply.

He didn't give up, and shouted for help again: "My father loves me the most, as long as you save me, you can choose whether you are rich or high-ranking officials!" I can swear I didn't lie to you! ”

"Well, I believe." Bai Qingting walked to the medicine shelf and took the poppy powder and the medicine back, stood on the operating table again, glanced at the wooden bed and said: "If she can hear it, she will definitely believe that Third Young Master Mo has this value, and Mo Houye also has the ability to let her ask for money, money, and officials." ”

Mo Yan was dumbfounded.

Bai Qingting tilted his head with a smile and continued very friendly: "It's a pity, she can't hear it. ”

Can't hear me?

How can it not be heard?

He had been shouting so loudly for so long that even a man who had fallen asleep would have woken up early, but the man had not.

Isn't it asleep but ...... He's dead?

When Mo Yan realized in his mind that this might be the truth, his eyes trembled, and his face became more and more transparent.

Bai Qingting looked at Mo Yan's grandson and comforted: "Don't be afraid, soon you will be like her, and you won't hear anything." ”

Mo Yan was comforted by her like this, like a bear ghost howling who was suddenly stepped on his tail: "The matter of Guanshui Pavilion is really none of my business, and I will act according to orders!" It's all planned by the imperial concubine and my father, it's really none of my business! Let alone...... Not to mention ......"

Hearing that he couldn't go on, Bai Qingting continued: "What's more, it's not done yet, right?" ”

Mo Yan nodded violently.

"But does Third Young Master Mo know how it didn't work out?" She asked, shoving the poppy into his mouth.

Mo Yan thought of the bloodstains and the wide open windowsill in the room on the second floor of the Guanshui Pavilion, he stopped talking, thinking about what he wanted to explain when he opened his mouth, but one mouth was stuffed with white powder by Bai Qingting, and then poured into a glass of water for him to swallow it all.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you give me?" ”

"Pain-relieving." Bai Qingting didn't hide it, "Otherwise, when the autopsy is later, even if you are unconscious, you will have to wake up in pain." Third Young Master Mo is delicate and expensive, I am for your good. Most importantly, the perception of pain can make the facial expression stiff and stiff, which is not as pleasing to the eye as falling asleep, and it is very detrimental to the artistic beauty. ”

Mo Yan stared at Bai Qingting, who was dressed in a strange black robe like a soul envoy black impermanence, digesting the meaning of her words in his mind, and after a few breaths, his teeth chattered with fear: "Bai, Bai Bai Dai ...... edict"

Although he didn't know what dissection and art were, he understood when he woke up and fell asleep!

Didn't the man on the wooden bed die as if he were asleep?

"Last question, who was the man who went into the private room with you in the teahouse that day?" Bai Qingting asked as if he were chatting about home.

Mo Yan, who was frightened and frightened to the extreme, had blank eyes, and subconsciously spoke obediently: "...... Huang Bei......"

"Who is Huang Bei?"

“…… The advisors around His Royal Highness the Third Prince......"

After asking what she wanted to ask, Bai Qingting didn't talk nonsense, she poured the drug into Mo Yan, and when he held his eyelids and finally had to close them completely, she raised the scalpel and began to dissect.

After finishing Mo Yan's corpse, it was already three o'clock.

She was extremely sleepy, yawned and carried Mo Yan, who had been dressed again, to the wooden bed, and lay side by side with the palace maid.

Two fresh corpses, the palace maid is inside, and Mo Yan is outside.

Bai Qingting said to the palace maid with satisfaction: "Look, I said I would find someone to be your companion a little earlier." Although this Mo Yan has a bad character, this little appearance is still good. If you look closely, the two of you are a good match. ”

After cleaning up the dark room, she took off her black robe and changed into the clothes prepared in the dark room, and when she returned to the bedroom in the old garden of the house outside the palace along the secret passage, she lay on the bed and slept in the dark.

Early the next morning, Aunt Wu called her up for breakfast in the Qingqing Courtyard of Baiqing Pavilion, but she knocked on the door for a long time and did not respond.

She was afraid that something would happen to Bai Qingting, and after calling Uncle Wu, the second elder anxiously discussed what to do, and finally decided to kick in the door to take a look.

As a result, Uncle Wu kicked hard, the door latch was not plugged in at all, and there was no one in the room.

Now the second elder was even more anxious, thinking if Bai Qingting would go back to the palace?

In the blink of an eye, he was vetoed by the second elder, Bai Qingting has always been sensible, and he will always tell them before returning to the palace, and he will not let them worry without saying goodbye.

Just when the second elder was thinking about jumping around the courtyard, Bai Qingting carried the old hen and yawned into the clear courtyard, and said hello to the second elder who was circling in the courtyard.

The worry on the second elder's face immediately turned to great joy, and seeing her sleepy appearance, Aunt Wu asked worriedly, "Girl, have you woken up yet?" ”

As she spoke, Aunt Wu looked at the sky in the corner, and it was five quarters of a year.

"It's okay to call me Qingting, Aunt Wu, if you call me wrong, I'll be angry." Bai Qingting handed the old hen to Aunt Wu, and yawned again, she had only slept for two hours, could she not be sleepy.

She said, "Slaughter this old hen, Aunt Wu can cook whatever she wants." Aunt Wu and Uncle Wu, I'll sleep again, and call me when lunch is ready. ”

After saying that, she threw herself into the bedroom bed in the room and fell asleep again, if she didn't know that the second elder would be worried, she wouldn't have deliberately moved from the nest in the old garden to the nest in the clear courtyard.

Aunt Wu and Uncle Wu were left in the yard with a relative smile, and they got up early in the morning to get an old hen out to eat, and now they are so sleepy that they have to sleep back in the cage, they are really a girl who doesn't grow up.

Back in the side room, Aunt Wu remembered something: "Eh, wife, have you seen Qingting come to our side room?" ”

Uncle Wu shook his head, "Did we stagger with Qingting when we went to Qingyuan?" ”

Aunt Wu is silent, is it possible?

Wu Bo was silent, it was possible.

After less than a moment, the second elder stopped dwelling on this issue.

Compared with dwelling on this problem, it is important to make a good meal for the girl, and this old hen has to stew a good stew for the girl.

When Aunt Wu went to the kitchen and saw that the tonic was still on the stove, she slapped her thigh, and her daughter hadn't drunk the tonic yet! This is what Lord Jun opened to replenish qi and blood, but it can't be wasted.

As soon as the medicine was picked up, she remembered Bai Qingting's sleepy appearance again, and put it down after thinking about it.

Forget it, warm it first, and then give it to the girl after lunch.