Liuying, Zhang Ze and the others saw Jin Xiuchen walking towards Peng Mo with him, and they were busy hiding.

Kicking open a door, Jin Xiuchen dodged into the room and put her down, but the hand holding her wrist did not let go, stretched out his long arm to close the door, and then retracted and hugged her slender waist.

Peng Mo leaned his back against the door, in front of him was his immovable body, his eyes were burning and the corners of his mouth were smiling, he stared down at her without blinking, and the palm of his wrist was shackled with a thin callus, and every stroke stroked the delicate skin on the side of his palm, making her heart beat.

"Mo'er, I don't seem to have said it yet... He bowed his head in her ear and said, "I miss you so much." ”

The pink and petite pinna made contact with his lips, and the eyelashes of the person in his arms trembled, and he raised his lips and chuckled, and then stretched out the tip of his tongue as if he were bad, and licked the pinna.

Peng Mo's scalp was numb, her heart trembled fiercely, and her exposed skin quickly turned red with her ears as a point.

He lowered his head, lifted her chin slightly, his slightly cool lips lightly covered her cherry red, and he left with a touch, and his sticky voice carried a refreshing bewitchment: "Mo'er... Do you miss me?"

Her eyelashes trembled even more, she simply closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

A light laugh was heard in her ears, her face turned even redder, and the hand that grabbed his front was tightened unconsciously, and at the same time, the pores on her face felt extremely close breathing, and his hand was gently clasped behind her head, and then her lips softened.

The room is full of beauty....

King Ding rushed back in the afternoon of the next day, and King Ding's palace was vigorous and lively, and the guests came and went frequently.

A canopy carriage drove slowly in front of the palace of Nuoda, and the rain-blue curtain shook slightly.

Peng Mo withdrew his fingers, still leaning in his arms.

Jin Xiuchen pinched the tip of her nose and smiled dotingly: "In my opinion, your method is too ordinary." ”

"What do you think?" she thought she was vicious enough!

"Leave it to me, I promise to let King Ding go to half life!" Jin Xiuchen bowed his head and kissed lightly, his voice as light as the wind.

Li Yunmu returned to the palace, and in the attic of the back garden, the king stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the highest hall in the palace from afar.

"Father. "Bow down and say hello.

"You see, the golden glazed tiles are dyed a little red in the sunset. He smiled, his eyes darkened, like ink that could not be dissolved: "What a seductive color." ”

Li Yunmu didn't speak, just followed his gaze.

How many people's bones were buried in this palace, and how much blood was spilled.

The palace that represents the rights of the Wucheng State at the highest level carries the ambitions and schemes of many people.

In this kingdom of power, who can live as pure as water!

"The meaning of letting you go to Dayong is to cause civil strife, and it is best to destroy the mainstay of the Peng family, but you are good, you can't help but not hurt her in the slightest, but instead throw a heart on Peng Mo. ”

"It's the son's fault. But he doesn't regret it.

"However, she has not failed your hard work, and if she can get rid of the great trouble of the king this time, it will be a great benefit. ”

After being silent for a long time, Li Yunmu said lightly: "She's fine." ”

It's just that he is too alienated, except for Jin Xiuchen, he has clear grievances and grievances with others, and he will never owe favors.

The king glanced sideways at his lonely and tired son, and smiled: "But you have given up on her." ”

Li Yunmu was silent, he did not call it giving up, but calling it fulfillment.

It's just that this fulfillment is too sharp, and it hurts all over his body.

After a moment of silence, the king shook his head, patted Li Yunmu on the shoulder as if comfortingly, and turned to leave.

The sun was setting, the colorful glow sprinkled on the glazed tiles dissipated, the glittering glitter dimmed, and the eaves and flying corners of the palace were like sharp teeth in the mouth of a beast, and in the silent oppression, his eyebrows were deeply locked.

At dawn the next day, a behemoth was placed in front of the palace of King Ding.

Ice Cauldron!

The copper-blue ice cauldron is carved with gorgeous moire animal patterns on all sides, and the upper lid and lower body are tightly seamed, such a luxurious artifact should have provoked everyone to check, but at this moment there is no one around the ice cauldron.

The family members of the Dingwang Mansion were all standing five steps away, because the cold air emitted by the ice cauldron was really unbearable for them.

"What's in this ice cauldron?" asked questioning and curious.

"Probably someone gave it to the prince. Uncertain answer.

"What kind of gift is so mysterious? Why don't you see the person who gave the gift?" King Ding has been coming and going all the year round, and the treasury of the gift he received can't be placed, what kind of gift is this to go to the ice cauldron?

"Hmm... I guess I don't want to be discovered. ”

There was a commotion behind him, and the family members turned around to see the butler coming out of the crowd.

"What's going on?" the butler looked at the people present.

After asking, no one answered, and the porter on duty looked forward and said, "I don't know who sent it, but I opened the door in the morning and saw it." ”

The housekeeper frowned: "Did you hear anything last night?"

"No, it's business as usual. Several of the vigil men shook their heads.

After circling around the ice kettle, the butler had goosebumps all over his body, he rubbed his cold and cold arms, his brows furrowed deeper, and he said, "Carry it into the house." ”

Four of the little guys stepped forward to carry it, but the ice kettle was strong but it didn't move, and the housekeeper looked at it and beckoned four more.

The eight people stood on all sides of the ice kettle in turn, grabbed the lower body of the ice kettle, and shouted, their faces were flushed, and the blue tendons on their foreheads burst out, but the ice kettle still did not move.

Now the housekeeper wondered, what kind of ice kettle is so heavy?

There were more and more spectators gathered around, and the butler turned around and went to the house.

King Ding was having breakfast, so he saw the butler hurrying over, put down his chopsticks, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The housekeeper bowed down and said: "Lord Wang, I don't know who put an ice kettle outside the gate of the mansion, but the old slave sent eight strong men to carry it still and not move, so I came to ask for attention." ”

"I don't know who it is?" King Ding grasped the word, and his voice was not distinguishable from joy or anger.

The butler heard the blame in King Ding's words, and hurriedly knelt on his knees and said, "Back to the prince, the porter said that I didn't hear a single strange sound last night. ”

"Oh, that's unusual. King Ding sneered.

He has experienced countless open guns and hidden arrows in his life, and he has sent everything, and it is the first time he has seen the one who sent the ice cauldron.

However, it was interesting, he wanted to see what kind of ice cauldron dared to make trouble in front of him!

Snorted coldly, got up and said, "Let's go, go and have a look." ”

The butler stood up with a curling voice, and hurriedly followed King Ding out.

The two of them walked quickly to the gate of the mansion, and there was another layer of spectators gathered, and when the little servant saw that the king had come out, he hurriedly stepped forward to drive away the spectators around the ice kettle.

"This is it. The butler stood behind King Ding and pointed to the steaming ice cauldron.

King Ding squinted his eyes and looked sharply at this luxuriously shaped ice cauldron, the ice cauldron was originally a utensil that would only be used in summer, so early spring, what does it mean to put such a large ice cauldron?

Who would do such a thing to him in the city!

Eight people are hard to shake, so who sent it? The porter didn't hear a sound?

After thinking for a long time, to no avail, he waved his hand and calmly ordered: "Open the cauldron!"

The spectator had already stretched his neck and looked at the ice kettle curiously, and he was even more reluctant to leave when he heard it at this moment.

Under the command, his own servant stepped forward to open the ice cauldron.

Two strong men, one grabbed the handle on one side, gritted his teeth and lifted it up vigorously, and the housekeeper saw it, and hurriedly beckoned two to come forward to help.

Finally, a crack in the tightly closed lid was revealed through the efforts of a strong man, and Bai Sensen's cool air suddenly lingered around the ice cauldron.

The sound of the lid of the ice kettle rubbing against the body of the kettle was dry and sharp, and it made people's hearts furious.

The lid was removed, and King Ding stepped forward to look, and in the white mist he fixed his eyes, and the first to enter his eyes was a piece of white flesh.

Doubts crossed his heart, and his eyes widened.

A gust of wind blew, the white mist dissipated a little, and the contents of the ice cauldron were revealed.

"Ahh

I don't know who let out a high-pitched cry of horror.

After a sound, one after another!

King Ding didn't move, his bloodshot eyes widened, but his eyes were a little empty and empty, and he looked at the people in the ice cauldron.

His daughter, Si Yan, whom he had been looking for for a long time.

His daughter lay peacefully on the ice in the cauldron, her jade-white body cut into thin slices, like lotus petals piled up into a corpse.

Frightened cries were in my ears.

The tip of the nose is a cold breath.

But there was a fire in his chest, and it hurt him all over.

There was a burst of fishy sweetness in the roar, and he sprayed it irrepressibly, and a little blood star dotted the corpse in the ice cauldron like red flowers.

Then, it was dark in front of him, he leaned back straight, the back of his head hit the bluestone slab hard, his eyes closed, and he was unconscious.

In the commotion, there was turmoil and turmoil, and the housekeeper ordered people to carry King Ding into the palace, and hurriedly took the post to ask for the imperial doctor.

The ice kettle outside the gate of the house could not be moved, so the housekeeper asked people to set up a tent temporarily, and more than a dozen strong men were sent to guard the outer layer, and eight mothers-in-law were guarding inside.

The imperial doctor went quickly, and the result after checking the pulse was a stroke.

Li Yunmu is very satisfied with this result.

Peng Mo and Jin Xiuchen embarked on the return journey on the second day.

Li Yunmu didn't send each other off, they walked quietly, not eye-catching at all.

And the provincial team followed far behind.

It was the end of March when I returned to Beijing.

The spring sun shone warmly on people, Peng Mo lazily stretched his arms, jumped off the horse, looked at the familiar scenery around, greeted the green branches, looked at the familiar city gate from afar, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"It's not peaceful in Beijing either. Jin Xiuchen suddenly spoke.

Peng Mo glanced at him, squinted and smiled: "With you, I'm not afraid of anything!"

Jin Xiuchen smiled, bent down and grabbed her arm, and lifted it up hard, and the person straddled him.

With his arms loosely wrapped around his waist and his chin resting on her shoulder, he whispered, "You don't have to do anything with me." ”

Peng Mo tilted his head, met his affectionate peach blossom eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded yes.

Because "the way is different", the two went into the city separately.

Peng Mo quietly sneaked into the general's mansion, while Jin Xiuchen entered the city with a grin and went straight to the palace.

PS: This chapter is really bloody, I wrote it in a panic~~