Chapter 21: Conspiracy

"Who are you?" Mo Wei looked coldly at the stranger who broke into the courtyard, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"You don't have to know that. You just have to come back with me, and everything will be understood. The visitor looked at her confidently, "Perhaps, you want me to kill them all before tying you up." After that, he sniffed his scimitar deeply, "But I prefer you to choose the second one, because I haven't smelled blood in a long time." I heard that you are the daughter of General Wulie? ”

His movements made everyone shudder, as if he was facing not a person, but a wolf with red eyes.

"You know that, it's not easy. Wait a minute, I'll go with you when I'm done. After a moment of nervousness, there is indifferent calmness, and at this moment, I still don't forget the people in the room.

"I'm going to take one more person with me," he paused, as if to admire the horror on their faces, "the female assassin is here with you." ”

Mo Wei angrily blocked in front of him: "Don't you think! She won't give it to you. ”

The eyes of the person who came flashed red, and he smiled instead of anger, "Anyway, the upper head wants the two of you, as for the living and the dead, there is not much difference, and the son of the world can be put to death." However, I'd rather take two heads back with me, it's much more convenient. Wickedly laughed, and drew his knife.

"Did his brother order you to come?" Even when it was time to live and die, Mo Wu wanted to find out - if there was a chance to tell him - and it was only if.

The face of the flickering sword was full of pride: "This is the order of the third prince." If you don't want to die now, hurry up and follow me, otherwise, there will be no one left! He made a threatening gesture and took a step forward.

"What if I don't say yes?" No one noticed a gray figure floating past the door, silently standing behind the swaggering killer. Hearing the faint voice behind him, the face that changed from smug to surprised turned around quickly: "When..." Before he could finish speaking, a line of blood slowly poured out from his neck. The last glimpse in the world was the slightly pale face of a strange man in a plain white robe.

Until the corpse fell to the ground with a "plop", not a drop of blood flowed. The cold air on the sword had already sealed his blood, and even those unspoken words were blocked in his throat. There was not a trace of blood on the sword, as bright as autumn water. Slowly put the sword into the sheath, as if nothing had happened, Bo Yan's calm face did not show the slightest abnormality, "I hope that Miss will forgive you for your rash actions yesterday." I was supposed to come early, and I didn't want to have an accident just after entering the door. The tone was flat and unemotional.

Is it the brutal guy who killed someone yesterday? Mo Wei couldn't imagine that the demon covered in blood and the young man in a plain robe in front of him were the same person. The appearance is somewhat similar, but today, there is less thick anger and more excitement.

As if vaguely understanding something, Mo Wei waved his hand, "Your fiancée is in the back room - she has lost too much blood and is weak. But as long as you take care of it, it's not a big deal. After speaking, he muttered to himself as if he was a little confused: "It's really strange, it stands to reason that she was so seriously injured and won't recover so quickly, is it really God's blessing?" ”

"Really?" It wasn't the young man who spoke, but a woman who faltered. Even if he walked so hard, he didn't drop the long sword in his hand, and his bright eyes were full of tears of joy, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and he asked urgently.

Nodding affirmatively, the woman in front of her knelt down in front of her all of a sudden: "Chagudona thanked Miss for saving my family's emperor, Miss's great grace Chagudona is unforgettable." ”

stepped forward to help up the person who fell to the ground, Mo Wei had mixed feelings in his heart, he didn't expect that Namu Duoer, who was only one year younger than himself, would have so many loyal guards willing to die for him. Who would have thought that that seemingly weak girl would be desperate to assassinate the king.

"Your name is Boyan?" Mo Wei asked out loud.

"Yes." Crisp and neat, with the demeanor of a standard soldier.

Mo Wei smiled: "When I am not there, I have to trouble you to protect them, and the Hui people should not stop there." ”

Bo Yan asked suspiciously, "Where are you going?" ”

Mo looked into the distance and lightly opened his lips: "I want to go back to see him." ”

"Can't go," the old man hurriedly stopped her in shock, "If you go back now, you're going to die, don't you understand?" ”

"Of course I understand," Mo Wei stepped forward to hug the old man with weak legs, "but now that someone is trying to harm him, I can't help but tell him - after all, he saved us." ”

Saved us, of course understanding that it was just an excuse. In fact, in her heart, she has always pretended to be the figure of that person, and she has never forgotten it in her dreams, and she is more worried about his safety than everything else. His younger brother will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as he made some fuss about the assassin in front of the newly awakened Hui Wang, the Hui Wang, whose surname was already extremely cruel, could not distinguish right from wrong for a while, and he listened to slander in a daze, and he might have been put to death in anger - why didn't he think of this when he left? used to only resent him and hate him, but he never thought that he would fight his surname to save her and save someone who had never smiled at him.

Thinking about the past, every time he would wait patiently for her under her window, always trying to explain to her clumsily in poor Chinese, even if it was just to look at her, he would stand there, rain or shine. Every time he was sick, he would quietly stay by her side and take care of her without sleeping. Guarding her while she was asleep, listening to her whispers in her dreams, holding her tightly clenched hands, and gently wiping away the cold sweat on her forehead in her nightmare. No matter how bad his temper is or how indifferent his expression is, he will smile and look at himself. Even when he watched all this coldly and was indifferent, he never thought of leaving half a minute.

"Are you still leaving?" When the old man saw that he couldn't keep her, he burst into tears, and a pair of dry hands grabbed her tightly, as if she would disappear if she let go of her hand.

Mo Wei smiled: "I'm just sending him a message and I'll be back soon." Xiang Boyan gave him a look, "Come here, I have something to say to you." ”

Led him to the door, Mo Wei put away his relaxation, and his face was solemn: "If I can't come back, please help take care of these two old people." ”

Bo Yan raised his eyebrows, "You don't tell them?" ”

Mo smiled bitterly: "They treat me like their own daughter, how can I let them worry about me?" This time the situation is very dangerous. If he is safe, I will secretly leave a letter for him to be careful; If anything happens to him, I will go back to the king and take the blame upon myself. ”

Then he shook his head, "What are you talking about, you don't even know who he is." ”

Bo Yan stared at her and said word by word: "It's the one who loves you, right?" ”

Mo smiled and did not answer. Climbed aboard the carriage that had been prepared long ago.

The coachman raised his long whip high, "Drive!" The sound of horses' hooves faded away, and the woman in the car silently opened the small window, looking at the home that was getting farther and farther away from her, and everyone's faces were unconsciously blurred in the field of vision. I don't know if he will be safe and sound when he is far away from the king's camp.

The car bumped all the way, and the old coachman who was looking for it was a little unbearable, but the woman in the car didn't care, and asked the coachman to hurry up. The old coachman couldn't help but sigh: "It's so young, my old bones are useless・・・・・・"