Mo Ziqian's breath was suffocated, and pain and hatred surged in his heart for a moment.

He was in pain because of what happened to Yun Jinghua, he always knew that she was an innocent girl, and she was never as depraved as other Qinglou women.

When he rescued her, although her clothes were torn, the skirt under her was still intact, he thought that he had arrived in time, and she had not been insulted, so he asked the grandmother in the house to change her clothes after the doctor's visit, and checked it by the way, to prove her innocence, so that in the future he could make Mo Baishi agree to him to marry her in the right name, but he didn't want to, he was one step late after all, he was late.

He hated, hated himself for being too late, and hated Zhuge Wuwei in the Prime Minister's Mansion even more.

The prime minister of a country is so powerful that he can't even protect a woman, and he let her go through such an encounter, he really doesn't deserve to be the prime minister of a country!

Pain and hatred were intertwined, as if to swallow Mo Ziqian's reason, the hands hanging by his side clenched hard, Mo Ziqian forcibly pressed the urge to rush to the Prime Minister's Mansion to teach people, and waved away Mama Yang.

After Mama Yang walked a few steps, Huo Ran thought of something, his eyes sank and he warned in a low voice: "Her business, don't mention a word to anyone!" Even if the Hou Ye asks, he can't say it! You just need to say that she was injured when Ben Shizi rescued her back, and Ben Shizi asked you to come over to change her clothes, and nothing else! ”

Mama Yang paused, turned around and bowed to him, "Don't worry, the slave understands, and the slave retreats first." ”

"Hmm." Mo Ziqian nodded, and after Mama Yang's figure disappeared into the depths of the corridor, he turned around and went back to the room and closed the door casually.

Slowly came to the edge of the bed and sat down, staring at the sleeping person on the bed, Mo Ziqian's eyes were filled with pity.

The hand slowly stretched out, and he wanted to touch the man's cheek, but when his finger was less than an inch away from the man's face, he suddenly stopped and slowly withdrew his hand.

The room was silent, only the occasional "crackling" sound of the wick burning, Mo Ziqian just looked at Yun Jinghua quietly, and after a long time, there were soft whispers wafting in the air.

"If I am willing to marry you as a concubine, are you willing to marry me?"

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Xiangfu, Zhuge Wuwei has locked himself in the bedroom since he came back, his gloomy eyes have been staring at the bed that he does not allow anyone to clean up, staring at the delicate red like red plums on the beige sheets.

After half an hour passed, there was no movement in the bedroom, and Aoba, who was guarding outside the house, was so anxious that he wanted to scratch his head.

After an hour passed, there was still no movement in the bedroom, and Aoba was so anxious that he paced back and forth in the courtyard.

After an hour and a half had passed, Aoba kicked violently on the tree in the yard, as if the tree was Su Twilight.

After two hours passed, Aoba couldn't stand it anymore, and called softly outside the door: "Master, dinner is ready, you can eat a little bit." ”

Zhilu Dao's words were too pale, and he deliberately put the fragrant chicken soup in the crack of the door, and fanned the fragrance with his hand into the room, hoping that this would arouse the appetite of the person in the room, and eat something to relieve his depressed mood, but it was a pity that he was busy for a long time, and the people inside didn't even say a word, as if there was no one inside, and he finally had to give up helplessly.

Time passed bit by bit, and seeing that the night was getting darker, the people inside still refused to come out, let alone drink a sip of water and a mouthful of food, and Aoba became more and more flustered.

"Master, Aoba knows that you feel uncomfortable, but it's not a matter for you to lock yourself in your room like this. If you want to get the white girl back, then you have to at least eat and drink enough, and then give orders for Mo Qi to take someone to find it, waiting for him to find it. You don't eat or drink like this, even if Mo Qi finds people back after the most embarrassing thing, the white girl will probably be scared away by you again when she sees that you don't look like a human being or a ghost. ”

Aoba said and sighed, "Alas! It's all to blame on that Su Twilight, if she hadn't been here to make trouble, none of this would have happened. Master, if you are angry in your heart, you must vent your anger, and don't hold it in your heart alone. Su Twilight she deserves it, you can fix her as much as you want, even if Mr. Fan comes, you can punish her justifiably, Aoba only asks you not to embarrass yourself, don't get along with yourself. ”

Finding a stone in the courtyard to sit on, Aoba was about to use all the words he had learned all his life to persuade the people in the room, when suddenly the sound of a wheelchair pressing on the ground sounded in the room, and his ears moved, and he immediately stood up and looked at the closed door with joy.

The door finally opened, revealing Zhuge Wuwei's somewhat depressed face, "Let the housekeeper go to the yamen to report the case, just say that someone broke into the prime minister's mansion and robbed the white girl, remember to let the housekeeper think about how to make up the story, and you must let the government send someone to find the white girl back." ”

Aoba's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Yes!" ”

Aoba was about to turn around and leave, but Zhuge Wuwei said again: "When the people from the yamen come to investigate the case, you remember to tell them that Su Dushi is an important suspect in this robbery case, and say that the prime minister wants them to torture to extract confessions, and ask who else is an accomplice from her mouth."

It's better to add one more sentence, just say that the true picture is true, as long as they don't kill people, they can extract confessions no matter what. After you finish doing this, you remember to call Mo Qi, and the prime minister has something to explain to him. ”

Aoba was stunned, and then took the order: "Yes!" Subordinates will do it! ”

When Qingye left, Zhuge Wuwei's inky eyes narrowed into a line in the dark night......

After a quarter of an hour's effort, the people from the official mansion arrived, and Steward Zhao racked his brains to make up a story without loopholes, so that the people of the yamen believed that someone had the audacity to trespass into the prime minister's mansion, and took advantage of everyone's unpreparedness to rob Bai Mulan.

In the prime minister's house, someone dared to break in privately to steal property, and dared to kidnap Bai Mulan, how could such a rampant person Yamen not let it go, the commander of the Nine Gates promised Steward Zhao that the prisoner would be arrested as soon as possible, and after rescuing the white girl, he planned to take a cadre of the yamen and others to return home.

Seeing that the two of them had finished speaking, Aoba stepped forward to talk to the Admiral Commander, and gave the Admiral Commander's portrait of Su Dusk that Zhuge Wuwei handed over to him not long ago, and asked him to arrest Su Dusk, an important suspect, and ask her who the accomplices were.

The Admiral was a little surprised that the suspect was actually a woman, and asked inquiringly, "Who is this person?" How could the Prime Minister have a portrait of this woman? ”

Aoba had a look of disdain on her face, "No one knows what her origin is for this woman, it seems that she is the daughter of a merchant family in the south, and she has fallen in love with her since she saw her master once, and she will be entangled no matter how the master drives her." ”