In the evening, Scarlet Sky followed Mo Fengwu's arrangement, found a random excuse, and left.

And the emperor's current identity is Mo Fengwu's cousin, so as soon as Scarlet Sky left, he was also blasted out of his room by Mo Fengwu and returned to the courtyard next door.

After that there was no word for the rest of the night.

The next day, the weather was perfect.

Mo Fengwu got up early as usual, and when Xu heard the voice, the maids Hongling and Chunliu, who had been waiting outside the room, pushed the door and walked in.

Hongling and Chunliu are the maids arranged by the Shangguan family for Mo Fengwu.

Both of them are in their early twenties, a few years older than Mo Fengwu. Hongling's facial features are delicate, and he looks like a clever person who can do things. And the spring willow is mediocre in appearance and looks a little wooden.

"Miss, you're awake. Come, wash your face. Breakfast is ready in the kitchen, and the slave will bring it to you. ”

At this moment, Hongling put down the prepared toiletries, and then turned around and walked out.

Then as soon as she left, Chunliu immediately came over and said, "Miss, the slave maid serves you to wash." ”

Mo Fengwu sat on the edge of the bed and didn't move.

Hearing this, he glanced at Chunliu, and then suddenly said, "Chunliu, are you the son of the Shangguan family?" ”

Chunliu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said, "No, Miss, how can the slave maid have that blessing, the slave maid has been in the house for a few years." ”

"Oh, and who's in your house?"

"I used to have an older brother, but then I ...... So now I have an old mother at home, and I go back once a month to see her. Hey, poor people like us, just live like this. ”

"You're quite content."

Chunliu pursed her lips and smiled, "What if you are not satisfied?" Okay, miss, the water is getting cold, the slave maid will serve you to wash up......"

Mo Fengwu nodded, then got up and walked over. But then when Chunliu raised her hand and wiped Mo Fengwu's face with a soft cloth towel dipped in water, Mo Fengwu suddenly said:

"Chunliu, you said that this water will not be poisonous, right?"

Chunliu's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he smiled stiffly: "Poison? It's impossible, how can the water be poisonous......"

"Then you wipe it, I'll take a look."

"Miss, I'm ......" Chunliu's face suddenly changed slightly. Then in the next second, before he could come back to his senses, he suddenly heard a thin sound of broken bones, and Chunliu immediately fell to the ground limply, without breath.

Mo Fengwu glanced at it, then sat sideways on the chair next to her.

Then, after a while, Hongling walked in with breakfast.

"Miss, breakfast ......"

Smack!

With the sound of plates and bowls falling to the ground, Hongling's speech stopped abruptly.

There was shock on her face, and even more horror. stared at Chunliu's corpse in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The room was very quiet.

And at this moment, I only heard a soft voice, which suddenly came.

"Want to die?"

Hongling shuddered, then slowly turned her head and looked at Mo Fengwu.

"Miss......"

"Want to die?"

"No, I don't want to ......"

When the voice fell, Hongling knelt in front of Mo Fengwu with a 'poof', and said urgently: "Miss, the slave doesn't want to die." You don't want to kill me, slave, slave doesn't want to die......"

"But you're dying."

When he said this, Mo Fengwu's gaze was extremely calm.

Hearing this, the red lotus, who was still begging Mo Fengwu to spare her life just now, suddenly changed her face, and then slowly stood up from the ground.