As soon as he turned around and entered Qin Cao's arms, he said in a crying voice: "No... I'm still afraid. There was cowardice in his tone, and he was exhausted.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have left Fan'er behind that day." Qin Cao hugged the trembling Fan'er, and her slender fingers passed through her hair and hugged Fan'er's back tightly, giving her a sense of security.

Mu Fandi felt that he was a weak chicken at the moment!!

She didn't blame Qin Cao, she was too useless.

At this time, four women in black flew in from outside the garden and came to the two.

"Master." A row knelt on one knee and said in unison.

Qin Cao didn't answer, still wholeheartedly guarding the person in his arms, the four of them smelled the slightest smell of blood in the air, and looked up to see the masked black-clothed man who was dying in a tragic manner not far away,

Knowing the purpose of the master's request, after getting up, the two women lifted the corpse on the ground and put it into a black bag, picking up the dagger that had fallen next to them.

The other two went to the house to dispose of another body.

After putting it in the bag, he took the bloody clothes from the stool, picked up the large cloth bag on the ground and threw it into the bloody and blackened stump that had been cut with a knife.

"Master, hairpin." Several people disposed of the blood stains on the ground, washed and wiped the hairpins, and presented them with both hands.

"Thrown." Qin Cao was afraid that Fan'er would have a shadow, so he said in a deep voice, not reluctant at all, although this was created for Fan'er by himself, just because Fan'er's ethereal and beautiful temperament that was not stained with mortal dust cleansed his soul like tea.

"Yes." The woman withdrew her hand and wanted to throw the hairpin into the filthy bag full of the corpse's stumps.

"I want it!" Mu Fandi stretched out his hand and snatched it back.

Qin Cao nodded slightly, and the four black-clothed women completed their tasks and walked out of the other garden with the corpses.

The waning moon hung high, the night breeze forgave him, Qin Cao bent down and picked up Fan'er and went back to the house.

The two of them untied their wide clothes, Qin Cao's underwear had been discarded, and now he was wearing an empty robe, and this width was about to bottom.

"Coo-goo-goo" Mo'er's voice sounded like a complaint.

"Go back!" Qin Cao gave an order, and Mo'er jumped into the rabbit nest.

Mu Fandi looked back at this incredible scene, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Mo'er actually listened to you!" ”

"He's afraid of me." Hook your lips and smile.

Mo'er: I'm afraid of you, can I not be afraid of you? I was stunned just now, but when I finally woke up, I saw someone pretending to be dead and mutilated.

"Keep one." The big slender hand held Fan'er's small hand.

"I forgot." Mu Fandi stopped, she remembered that he had picked up the white underwear from the ground just now.

Mu Fandi snuggled in Qin Cao's arms, and the time was quiet, as if nothing had happened just now.

"It's because I wore it that I didn't get smoked?" Mu Fandi stroked the sachet buckle on the wrist guard on his right hand.

"Hmm. Never take it off. Qin Cao instructed.

The substance in this sachet buckle is called: Jun Zhilan.

A sachet is worn on the wrist and attached to the meridians, which is enough to awaken the mind. From then on, the gentleman loves, and the behavior is not up to the heart.

Mu Fandi nodded, she remembered the scene when she saw Concubine Li's self-consolation in Qin Cao's bedroom last month, she couldn't help but get goosebumps, and asked, "Concubine Li was like that day, but I was fine, is it because of it?" ”

Qin Cao nodded, "Fan'er, I don't think it's appropriate to discuss these now. "He has no self-control over Fan'er, so he really shouldn't fan the flames.

Mu Fandi just wanted to figure out the magic of the sachet buckle, since he didn't want to talk about it, forget it.

"By the way, what is a secret drama diagram?" Mu Fandi seemed to be incarnated as a curious baby, asking three questions, each of which was dispelling Qin Cao's will to be broken.

"Fan'er..."Qin Cao resented, and immediately stopped Fan'er's terrifying curiosity.

Hearing this, Mu Fandi shut up, she seemed to have asked something she shouldn't have asked, but the housekeeper of the Drunken Man's Pavilion that day was stuffy with her, which made her very curious.

"Then, what did you let the war king Qin Zhao do?" Mu Fandi said idly.

"Check someone." Qin Cao told the truth.

Mu Fandi was not interested, so he asked casually as a bedtime story: "Who?" ”

"Prince Zephant."

Qin Cao received a letter from Jiu Ge, and the Western Fan Kingdom retrieved the prince Gongxi Zhenting, who had been missing for twenty-six years, and it was found that he had fled from the north, and when he found it, he was already seriously injured and dying, and the Gu Master used forbidden techniques to pull him back from the Ghost Gate.

The so-called forbidden technique is one life for another, and the Gu master is dead.

"I think you're turning the tiger away from the mountain."

"It should be regarded as a return to the mountain."

Mu Fandi was puzzled, wasn't it because Qin Cao brought himself into the palace because the Astrological Bureau said something he didn't want to hear, so he wanted to take Qin Zhao away.

"Qin Zhao's cronies are in the west." Qin Cao whispered.

"Then you let him go there." Mu Fandi was even more puzzled, wasn't he afraid that Qin Zhao would never return and rebel?

Qin Cao didn't want to discuss political affairs with Fan'er too much, and the reason why he let Qin Zhao go to the west was for three reasons:

Let's see if Qin Zhao has the heart to kill the monarch and seek power.

Second, let Qin Zhao understand who Gongxi Zhenting is.

The third is that witchcraft is prevalent in the West, and it may be possible to find out information about blood-eating insects.

After a moment, Qin Cao asked softly, "How is Fan'er's martial arts acquisition?" ”

Mu Fandi saw Qin Cao change the topic, pouted and said, "The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics?" ”

Thin lips pursed lightly, he never confused Fan'er with his harem, and said softly: "Fan'er is a wife and I am a husband, there is no emperor here." ”

Mu Fandi listened quietly.

"Fan'er must practice martial arts well." A serious remark is like telling her to study hard and improve every day.

The silence continued.

"I'm sleepy." Mu Fandi muttered, then burrowed into the quilt and buried his head in the quilt.

"Okay." With a doting face, he fished Fan'er out of the quilt.

Mu Fandi nestled in Qin Cao's warm chest, found a comfortable position, smelled the familiar fragrance of orchids and grass, and fell asleep again.

Following

Mu Fandi woke up early in the morning and found himself lying on his strong chest, and quickly sat up. "Why haven't you left yet?" His eyes widened, looking at him who was not in a hurry at all, he didn't need to go to the morning court?

"I'm afraid that Fan'er won't sleep well." Thin lips poured out a look of concern.

Hearing Qin Cao say this, although he was frightened last night, although his aunt visited him with menstrual cramps, he slept very peacefully, which felt familiar.

"My first menstrual period was not you." Mu Fandi remembered that Xian Tingyuan was trapped in bed because of his aunt.

"Physiology?" Qin Cao was puzzled, what did Fan'er want?

"That's it: Auntie! Menstruation! Moontime! Letter Period! Mu Fandi suddenly remembered that in ancient times, it was called the letter period (see red).

Qin Cao listened to Fan'er while dressing, and at the end, he immediately nodded, "Understood." "However, how can Fan'er know so much, how can he not know the secret plot?

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Fandi found that Qin Cao's expression was slightly strange, but it was fleeting.