The ghost-faced man is very sinister and cunning.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been defeated by the Ghostface in the end.

"Yesheng, you continue to check, and report back if you have any news. If there is danger, protect yourself first. Su Zhimo whispered, and Yesheng nodded to show understanding, "The spice festival ......"

"Arrange it, I'll go." Su Zhimo waved his hand, signaling Ye Sheng to leave, and then looked at Chu Yao, "Spice Festival...... I don't want you to go. ”

I made my intentions very clear.

The spice festival is likely to be a conspiracy.

He didn't want Chu Yao to be in danger because of him again.

Chu Yao nodded and responded: "Okay." ”

……

In the darkness of the night, a woman walked to the gate of the imperial city with a pile of silk and jewelry, and handed it out from a dog's hole.

Coincidentally, I was seen by Yesheng again.

Ye Sheng sat on the wall of the imperial city, watching the Qing nobles sell the treasures in the palace, and frowned.

Can a small nobleman afford so much money?

Ye Sheng raised his eyebrows, he seemed to have annoyed Madame a little just now, it is better to help Madame see what the noble man is going to do to atone for his sins!

So he followed the man in the coarse cloth garment outside the city gate who had taken the silk satin.

……

In the middle of the fine courtyard.

Shu Rou and Xiahou Mo sat in the room, there was silence, and there were guards guarding outside the door, and they were heavily guarded.

Shu Rou's face was gloomy, and she looked at Xiahou Mo, who was sitting on the side eating pastries, and threw a teacup over.

deliberately did not hit Xiahou Mo, but landed on the blanket beside Xiahou Mo.

The teacup didn't make any sound.

"Do you know what the hell you did today?" Shu Rou lowered her voice, and her tone was cold.

It's not as tender and pitiful as it is outside.

Xiahou Mo was taken aback, the pastry in his hand fell on his body, leaving behind the scum all over his body, he got up, patted the scum on his body in disgust, and looked at Shu Rou unhappily: "Stupid thing? Shu Rou, don't you look at your cheap appearance, when you see Su Zhimo, your whole body is crispy, you can't walk anymore, those eyes look at Su Zhimo like a fox spirit, it's really not ashamed! ”

took a few steps forward, lowered his voice, and said fiercely at Shu Rou: "What does this prince do, I don't need you to point fingers!" If it weren't for the Shu family deceiving the prince and marrying you off, otherwise Shu Lan would have been the prince's woman a long time ago! ”

Shu Rou's eyes were a little ruthless.

Shu Lan, Shu Lan!

Whether in the eyes of her father and mother, or in the eyes of other men, Shu Lan will always be more important than her!

But in terms of appearance and talent, it is clear that she is much stronger than Shu Lan!

Just because Shu Lan knows how to please others better than her!

However, what if Shu Lan entered the palace and married Brother Mo?

Isn't Shu Lan still a widow?

Shu Rou got up, moved quickly, directly locked Xiahou Mo's neck, and pushed him to the wall fiercely.

Xia Houmo only felt that the woman's strength was amazing, and he couldn't breathe.

looked at Shu Rou in fear.

Shu Rou's voice was as cold as ice: "Xiahou Mo, dare to insult my love with Brother Mo, you are also worthy?" Don't challenge my bottom line again, or ...... I could have killed you. ”

Xiahou Mo's eyes widened, he noticed the killing intent emanating from Shu Rou's body, shook his head again and again, and struggled, but the hand on his neck was clasped tighter and tighter, and he became more and more powerless.