Wen Jing's gentle and elegant tone was like a swirling cloud of smoke, almost weightless, but at this time, it was like a giant peak pressing on Hua Qingmo's heart, and the heaviness made her breathing disordered for a moment.

Stopping, Hua Qingmo turned to look at Wenjing, the moon-white brocade robe was as noble and white as the moon in the candle flame. Looking at Wenjing, she slowly came out from between her teeth word by word: "Are you threatening me?" ”

She left a lot of people to protect Mo Mo, but if Wen Jing really had a heart, it would not be a big difficulty to take Mo Mo away from the North Courtyard. It's just that Mo Mo is still young, and she really doesn't want her daughter to be involved in their grievances and hatred.

"Threat?" Wen Jing seemed to be very different from these two words, but his tone was like a hunter playing with his prey, full of teasing smiles. Raising his hand, Wen Jing picked up a crystal bell and gently fiddled with it with his hand, and the crisp and ethereal voice was extremely cold at this time.

When Hua Qingmo saw it, she recognized that it was the bell worn by Mo Mo. It was Bai Zixiao who ordered someone to remake zuò, which was exactly the same as what she had been wearing.

So from this point of view, Wenjing is very likely to take Mo Mo away.

Seeing that Hua Qingmo's face darkened, Bai Zixiao reached out and grabbed her emaciated shoulders and turned her body around. With his back to Wen Jing, the thin black silk hanging from his hat covered all of Bai Zixiao, but it could never hide the killing intent and cold-bloodedness in his words.

"Since you invited Yun Shu to your place as a guest, take good care of her and don't let her suffer." After Bai Zixiao finished speaking, he hugged Hua Qingmo and prepared to leave, seemingly unaffected by Wenjing's words.

Such a situation made Wen Jing's eyes slightly deeper, he stared at Bai Zixiao's slender and jade back, and his voice was still warm: "Zixiao, do you really think that Wen Jing and you have known each other since childhood, so they will not harm your daughter?" Or, the daughter born to Qingmo and other men, you don't care after all. ”

Wen Jing still hid something for Bai Zixiao in the end, not because he missed the old love, but because it was so interesting. In front of Bai Zixiao, he always said that his daughter was born to Qingmo and other men, and this scene was extremely funny no matter what time it was.

Bai Zixiao heard Wen Jing say this, and slowly turned his head, the chin exposed in the thin silk was noble and beautiful, and the slightly raised corners of his lips were like cherry blossoms in the clouds of thousands of trees. The thin silk seemed to block his vision, but it couldn't stop the layers of heavy light ink, which converged into pitch-black heavy colors in his eyes.

"Since you said that this governor doesn't care, this governor will follow your wish and let you dispose of Yun Shu." Bai Zixiao's indifferent voice was particularly cold in the warm night of early summer, making people shudder, and there was an urge to escape and retreat. He stretched out his hand and slowly picked up the thin silk, his narrow eyes full of evil and cold. "But no one can touch the things of this governor, you can kill her, you can cut her with a thousand knives, you can separate flesh and bones. But this governor will ask you to return it a thousand times later, this is the rule of this governor, and no one can change it. ”

After speaking, Bai Zixiao took Hua Qingmo and left, without a trace of hesitation or stagnation.

Hua Qingmo was worried about Mo Mo in her heart, and looked at Bai Zixiao, and he happened to be looking at herself. The gaze of the two is like flowing water slowly flowing together from different directions, gentle and long, calm and distant.

"Don't worry, our daughter won't be touched." Bai Zixiao spoke indifferently, and her words were both like comfort and promise.

When Hua Qingmo heard him say this, although she was relieved, she still couldn't help asking: "Wenjing, what does he want like this?" ”

"Hmph......" Bai Zixiao laughed coldly at this time, and a hint of mockery and sarcasm appeared on the demonic smile. His hand slowly moved from Hua Qingmo's shoulders to her long hair, his five fingers caressing gently, and his movements were soft. "He's just trying to test the Dole."

"Temptation?" Hua Qingmo was puzzled by this.

"With you and Yun Shu, Wen Jing naturally wants to know if this governor is like some men, who become indecisive and soft-hearted and kind-hearted when they have a wife and children." Bai Zixiao stared at Hua Qingmo, her dark eyes seemed to have no boundless haze, gloomy and weird, and the smile on the corner of her lips was full of scorn and contempt. "Maybe for the sake of your mother and daughter, this governor has to do less killing, but this governor has already had a lot of blood debts in the first half of his life, and the second half of his life must be like this, and no one can change it."

Hearing this, Hua Qingmo just smiled lightly, and there was a gentle and easy to see in her eyes: "Mo'er never thought that you would change for me or Momo, you are you, the nine thousand years old of the Hua Dynasty, the eunuch and traitor in the eyes of the world, if you suddenly become a good person, the people in this world may not be able to accept it!" ”

Hua Qingmo couldn't help but laugh at the end. The word good guy is a joke when applied to these people.

"Alright, let's go back! Yun Shu should still be in the North Courtyard, Wen Jing is just joking, there is no need to take it seriously. ”

"Hmm!"

Back in the north courtyard, Hua Qingmo really saw Mo Mo sleeping in the cradle. At this moment, she was sleeping sweetly, and her pink little face was as delicate and delicate as a blooming peach blossom.

Lying on the edge of the cradle, Hua Qingmo reached out and gently patted Mo Mo's silk quilt, and the smile on the corner of her lips was calm and peaceful.

"Mo Mo, my mother will never let anything bad happen to you, you will definitely grow up safely." Hua Qingmo spoke softly, her words full of firmness.

Soon, she stood up, looked at the Youyun Sixteen Riders waiting on the side, and her voice was slightly majestic and cold: "Have you followed my instructions and let Feng Shuyong escape." ”

"Back to the young master, a quarter of an hour ago, Feng Shuyong had already left, and Xifeng and Mianyi followed her." Cloud Evil stepped forward and bowed.

Hearing this, Hua Qingmo's eyes unconsciously looked at Bai Zixiao, and there was an indescribable deep smile on her beautiful and elegant face. Hua Qingmo didn't think much about it when she tortured Feng Shu, but after thinking about it carefully, she knew what Bai Zixiao's intention was to let Chu Xiangbai and the others torture Feng Shu like that.

Even if it was used in such a torturous manner, it would not cause him any danger. But the constant misalignment of the joints of his limbs will eventually affect his movements, and now that he has escaped, the consequences of the torture have become more and more obvious.

She let Feng Shuyong escape, just to keep the man speechless.

"Except for Qinghu and Yun Xie, everyone else stayed in the North Courtyard, trying their best to protect Mo Mo, and definitely not letting her go wrong." Hua Qingmo looked at the Youyun Sixteen Rider in front of her, and there was an undoubted command and coldness in her voice. She was dressed in white like a cloud, and the smile on her face was like the snow blooming in winter, cold and dustless.

"Yes, young master." The Sixteen Horsemen of Youyun immediately knelt on the ground to receive the order, and their voices respectfully obeyed.

Then, Hua Qingmo looked at Mo Mo again, reached out and nodded her tender little face, and said softly: "Baby, my mother and father have something to do when they go out, and I will come back to accompany you in a while." ”

Xu is Hua Qingmo's movements alarmed Mo Mo, who was sleeping soundly, she frowned a little unhappily, her little face moved very uncomfortably, and then continued to sleep.

Seeing Mo Mo like this, Hua Qingmo's eyes couldn't help but soften, and the smile on the corner of her lips was so broad and warm, as if the whole world was in her hands.

Perhaps, some happiness is as simple as that.

Coming out of the north courtyard this time, Hua Qingmo asked Qinghu and Yun Xie to lead the way according to the marks left by Xifeng and Mianyi, exactly as she had planned, without any possibility of speculation. Sure enough, the place they were going to was the heavenly wall of Wenjing.

After a year, Hua Qingmo stood in front of the door of the wall of heaven again tonight, and her heart was already full of clues, and the tide was surging. The neighborhood was still as remote and desolate as ever, with two dark blue lanterns lit on either side of the gate, and the light was cold and cold, with an indescribable loneliness and sentimentality.

The vermilion gate was open, and from the position of Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao, you could just see the lanterns lit on both sides of the bluestone road in the courtyard. The dark blue light is far away and clear, and the main hall of the Heavenly Wall is particularly eerie and terrifying.

Walking into the courtyard, Hua Qingmo asked Chu Xiangbai, Yun Xie and others to wait outside, and only brought Qinghu alone, and followed her and Bai Zixiao inside. However, before entering the hall, Hua Qingmo asked the green fox to wait outside.

Wenjing's affairs are not known to too many people, and it is enough for the three of them to pick out one qiē.

Entering the hall, the fresh and refreshing smell of purple bamboo came over. Hua Qingmo looked forward and saw Wen Jing sitting at the table, there was a purple sand stove on the table, and a hollow tea word could be seen on the stove, and next to the purple sand stove was a purple sand teapot of the same texture, as well as a purple sand cup, as well as seven or eight extremely delicate red sandalwood carved boxes.

At this time, Wen Jing was adding firewood to the purple sand furnace, and his movements were calm and elegant, like a white cloud moving slowly.

Xu heard the voice, Wen Jing looked sideways at the two, and the smile on his face still never fell. "It's coming so soon, Wenjing's tea hasn't been brewed yet, so I'm really snubbing you."

"I haven't drunk the tea you brewed for a long time, and now that I'm here, of course I have to wait." Bai Zixiao pulled Hua Qingmo to the table and sat down.

Then, the three of them didn't speak, and the only thing they could hear was the sound of Wenjing's non-stop movements. After putting the firewood in the purple sand stove, he began to put all kinds of tea leaves in the teapot, only taking some of them in each box, but Hua Qingmo could see that he took almost the same amount of each tea leaves, and he was very used to doing this.

After placing the tea leaves, they fill the teapot with water, and then light the purple clay stove and start boiling the tea.

After doing this, Wen Jing took out a snow-white handkerchief to wipe his hands, and the good-looking fingers with distinct joints almost fused with the handkerchief.

"Qingmo, when did you know that Feng Shuyong was my person?" Wen Jing was still wiping his hands, and his eyes were staring at his fingers without moving, but his voice came slowly like a spring breeze, warm and appropriate.

"He's not your person, he's just doing things for you temporarily."