Chapter Seventy-Two: A Good Show (Part II)
"It's okay if you're awake, I'm going to give you a taste of death." The long white dress fluttered back and forth among the trees in the distance, like a ghost at night, and the bloodthirsty words added to the gloom.
Chu Sheng walked in that direction, his nose without his hand to cover it inhaled the residual drug in the air, and as he walked, he gradually felt a little dizzy, and the sound that came into his ears seemed empty and misty.
"Qingzhu, we have said that we must trust each other and win each other. No matter what happened last night, I just want to ask you, do you believe me or not? Chu Sheng's feet were weak, he leaned against a tree and looked at the white shadow, and asked with a breath.
Qinglan two words, he found that he couldn't even scream.
Obviously she is right in front of her, why does she have a feeling that she can't get close?
"You want to say it has nothing to do with you?" The person in the white skirt silently glanced at the person standing like a stake under the tree on the side, and then cleared his throat and asked Chu Sheng.
"It doesn't matter anymore whether it's relevant or not. If I say it's not my intention, it has nothing to do with me. Well, since you want revenge, then come and kill me. I just hope you can let go of my father and the emperor, since Mo Qinghan left without saying goodbye last night, my father is very worried about Mo Qinghan's safety, and he just ordered me to send someone out to find her. For the sake of this, can you spare them? ”
Chu Sheng always stared at the white shadow, sat down slowly against the tree, he said it very slowly and laboriously, in order not to let himself fall asleep, he secretly pinched the thigh under his pants with his hand.
He was gambling, gambling on Mo Qinglan's guilt towards Mo Qinghan in the past three years, gambling on Mo Qinglan's gratitude brought by his care for Mo Qinghan along the way, gambling on the lives of more than 400 people, and the crumbling trust between them.
There was a brief silence on the other side, as if he had heard Suosuo's words, and it was not really heard, more like the croaking of night insects on a summer night.
Just when Chu Sheng was about to lose his support, there was a movement at that end:
"How about you do me a favor?"
"Please." Chu Sheng's consciousness gradually dissipated, and he had to do his best every time he said a word.
"I want to return to Yeyang Kingdom, you will send troops to hunt me down when you wake up tomorrow, and you must make the news of my return to Yeyang Kingdom known to the whole country."
"Good......" Chu Sheng's word "good" escaped, his heart was relieved, and his eyes could no longer support him and fainted.
After a while, three figures came to Chu Sheng's feet from the dark, and the person who was floating around in a white dress just now looked exactly the same as Mo Qinglan's face, but when he opened his mouth, he said in a gentle man's voice:
"If he can hold on until now, his thighs must be purple."
After speaking, he looked at a thin man with an indifferent face on the side, the man looked extremely ordinary, and he was the kind of face that was thrown into the crowd and instantly drowned, but his eyes were cold and sharp, and he didn't dare to look at him directly. But a fox on the right shoulder is extremely beautiful and eye-catching. The man behind them was sweating profusely, holding a bundle of rope in his hand with a bitter face.
"Mochen, that's not what I just told you." The thin man said in a wooden way, but the opening was an authentic woman's voice. She looked at the smiling face, and her eyes showed a little strangeness and discomfort.
Mo Chen patted his beautiful face lightly, looked at the thin man and said with a smile: "Qinglan, I know that you are worried about Miss Mo Er, and I want to take this opportunity to let Chu Sheng escort her back to the Huangci Kingdom safely again." Don't worry, even if you don't say it today, Chu Sheng will try his best to find her tomorrow, and I will help him. Since this is an inevitable outcome, we can't afford to waste a great opportunity for you to get out safely. As I said, I want you to walk on the road with a bright and comfortable path. By the time tomorrow passes, half of my promise will be fulfilled. ”
Yes, it was Mo Chen who wore a white dress and had Mo Qinglan's face, and the thin man who was called Qinglan by Mo Chen was Mo Qinglan. For a whole afternoon, Mo Chen transformed Mo Qinglan into an ordinary man, and disguised himself into Mo Qinglan's appearance.
Yes, Chu Sheng won the bet. The reason why Mo Qinglan let Chu Sheng go was all because of Mo Qinghan. She needs a strong team to escort Mo Qinghan back to China safely, and only Chu Sheng is the right person.
"Do you know where she is?" Mo Qinglan grabbed the key point and asked, she didn't expect Mo Qinghan to find out about her disappearance, obviously Mo Qinghan was worried that something would happen to her benefactor, so she decisively decided to break away from Chu Sheng's protection.
"In the afternoon, she and her personal slave Cui'er disguised themselves as ordinary women and entered Lin Town, and they also inquired about your news along the way, and it just so happened that some of the people who were inquired about were killed." Mochen pointed to the death behind him.
Mo Qinglan looked at Yan Li, and only after half a beat did he react to himself, who had always been treated as air and coolies, and was finally noticed by the two people in front of him. Yixi nodded hurriedly in his heart, and was about to say that he had met Mo Qinghan's master and servant, when he saw that the two of them had already turned their heads......
"Time is too rushed, I haven't had time to tell you. So you can rest assured of Miss Mo's safety. Mochen smiled.
"Since you disguised yourself as me, why didn't you show up in front of Chu Sheng? The difference in voice was so big that Chu Sheng actually believed it. I don't understand. Mo Qinglan Mu Dao bluntly changed the topic.
"I'm not here to show him, if I could, I hope you never see each other." Mo Chendao, his mouth was full of vinegar, seeing that Mo Qinglan's face did not change, and he looked indifferent, he couldn't help but touch his nose in embarrassment and said:
"Didn't he take the drug and became delirious, and besides, he had a preconceived idea in his mind, thinking that he would not be able to hear the difference in his voice when he saw you, and the effect of the drug." Mo Chen explained, suddenly approached Mo Qinglan, and deliberately softened his voice:
"Do you think I'm beautiful?"
Mo Qinglan was stunned, couldn't help but take a few serious glances, and then replied with a serious expression: "It's beautiful." ”
Over the years, she has been fighting on the battlefield, and she has long been unaware of what the bronze mirror is, and even if she usually looks in the mirror, she rarely looks in the mirror, but she doesn't care much about her appearance.
"Qinglan, do you know that you are so cute when you are serious. It's you, I can't get enough of it every day. Mo Chen touched his face, smiled stupidly, and looked at Mo Qinglan, his eyes were full of doting smiles.
"It's a pity that I never wear white, you still don't know me well." Mo Qinglan shrugged.
"Haha...... From now on I remember. Mo Chen winked from Mo Qinglan and said, then stood up straight and said:
"Alright, let's get down to business. After a while, the rest of the martial arts people in Lin Town will come, and they will leave and start to prepare. I can't trust Chu Sheng alone. Qinglan, stay away from me for a while, I'm afraid that the night is too dark, and my silver needle will hurt you. Mo Chen said as he tied the rope he was holding in his hand to his waist.
"Childe, you still have to fly." Yan Li wailed with a bitter face, thinking that there was at least one hour of hard labor, and Yan Li's hands were already trembling unconsciously.
"If it weren't for the fact that you have a round waist and thick shoulders, and you don't wear makeup like my family, why do you need me to work so hard?" Mo Chen glanced at the funeral, and the funeral immediately stopped talking.
"You should tell me your plan, so I won't do much more work." Mo Qinglan said, ignoring the words that Mo Chen suddenly changed his words...... She naturally meant that the disguise was too early, and she could have waited until the matter was done tonight before going to the disguise.
"I said, I don't want you to be too tired, just look at it." Mochen laughed.
"Chu Sheng's eight hundred guards, find a time to release them all." Mo Qinglan watched Mo Chen busy working, and said stubbornly in his heart, and then said slowly.
"How do you know I didn't kill them?" Mo Chen raised his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth evoked a touch of brilliance like a flower in the dark night.
Mo Qinglan didn't answer, looked at Chu Sheng who was unconscious, and then walked away silently.