Feng Shou wanted to speak and stopped, not knowing how to remind Liang Chu.

Liang Chu paused, raised his eyes, showed a helpless smile, and said to himself, "How did you come here?"

"Let's go back! It's cold at night, and the cold palace is full of some crazy and stupid waste concubines, and the minions are afraid of hurting your dragon body! Feng Shou complied with the persuasion.

Liang Chu raised his eyes and glanced at the cold palace, a gust of cold wind blew, and he suddenly woke up, how could he come to this place!

"You minion, how did you lead the way? What do bring me here! Liang Chu feigned anger.

A gust of wind blew, and Feng Shou stood straight, as if he was petrified.

"Minion ......"

Liang Chu turned around and left, but his eyes involuntarily glanced in the direction of the cold palace.

"If you want Miss Mu, just take Miss Mu back!"

Feng Shou muttered in a low voice.

has been by Liang Chu's side for so long, since Liang Chu was a big fart, how could Feng Shou not understand Liang Chu's thoughts.

He could see that Liang Chu's unusual emotions towards Mu Ling may not have been noticed by Liang Chu himself, but he knew that Mu Ling was different from other concubines in his heart.

Liang Chu turned his head angrily and yelled, "Are you a slave with itchy skin!" Dare to murmur about your master! Who's going to pick her up! It's all a good path for you! ”

Liang Chu flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

Feng Shou smiled and followed.

After Liang Chu went back, he didn't have the idea of sleeping, as long as he lay down, Mu Ling of various appearances would always appear in front of him.

Simply, Liang Chu stayed directly in the imperial study and corrected official documents all night.

And Mu Ling, who was in the cold palace, wrapped in the brocade quilt sent by Mu Qing, slept more sweetly under the reflection of the moonlight.

The watery moonlight reflected on her watery face, and her long eyelashes flickered like a fan, leaving a shadow on her face.

A smile appeared at the corner of Mu Ling's mouth, and he didn't know what kind of good dreams he had.

And Liang Chuzheng frowned, very distressed.

And Mu Ling didn't know anything about all this.

The sun rises and sets, the moon sets and the moon is born again, the second night.

Cold Palace.

The wind in early spring is still a little cold, the wind is strong, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and something different is destined to happen.

Shiqin gathered some firewood, lit a fire, and the two sat on the ground around the fire.

Mu Ling couldn't sleep a little tonight, looking at the face of the servant on his side, reflecting the firelight, he was extremely safe.

The tireless chirping of birds outside the window was the only thing that could be heard in the silence of the night.

Mu Ling just sat quietly, thinking about everything that had happened since he was reborn.

The queen repeatedly targeted her because of the queen mother's provocation, and Concubine De used her completely to bring down the queen.

Mu Ling frowned, the investigation of the matter of Concubine Guan was something that only happened recently, and it stands to reason that the Queen Mother should not know.

But apart from this one thing, she really couldn't figure out what else had offended the Queen Mother, so that the Queen Mother had to put her to death.

Mu Ling was in a daze, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Mu Ling immediately became highly vigilant, quietly moved to the door, tightened the cloak on his body, and looked around for something that could be used as a weapon.

In the end, he pulled out the wooden hairpin in his hair and held it tightly in his hand.

Mu Ling is no longer the body in his previous life, his qualifications are already very weak, even if he has some martial arts foundation, he can't burst out with much strength.

A fine and dense cold sweat appeared on Mu Ling's forehead, coming at this time, I don't know what his intentions were, but he didn't do anything good after all.

Could it be that the Queen Mother secretly sent someone to kill her?

Thinking of this, the wooden hairpin in Mu Ling's hand was a little tighter, and the bone joints were clearly displayed.

The sound is closer, clearer and clearer!

Mu Ling's heart is beating faster and faster!

The moment the door was pushed open, Mu Ling clutched the wooden hairpin, looked at the figure, and stabbed towards the person fiercely.

The hairpin stabbed the man's shoulder, and Yin Yin's blood stained his nightcoat red.

"Ah Ling!"

A familiar voice came, and Mu Ling's whole body relaxed.

It's Liang Yan!

"Ah Yan? How did you come? Sorry to hurt you, I'll bandage you! ”

When Mu Ling learned that it was Liang Yan, his heart relaxed, but he also felt guilty, his strength just now was not small, and he didn't know if Liang Yan's injury was serious.

"Hiss......"

Liang Yan roared softly, his face could not be seen in the night, but listening to the voice, he could tell that the injury was not light.

Mu Ling's heart was suddenly lifted, his brows frowned fiercely, he took Liang Yan's hand and walked towards the torch.

"I've got some wound medicine here, I'll bandage you!"

Mu Ling picked up Liang Yan and left, her voice eager, secretly reflecting her anxiety.

Liang Yan smiled in a low voice, took out a free hand, and flicked Mu Ling's head.

Mu Ling was suddenly stunned, couldn't figure out the development of things, and looked at Liang Yan blankly, forgetting what to do next.

Such an intimate and ambiguous action, Mu Ling, who has lived for two lifetimes, felt it for the first time.

Liang Yan couldn't help but sneer, "I'll tease you!" Look at you! Just such a small wooden hairpin, how lethal can it be! ”

Mu Ling didn't answer, although the wooden hairpin was not as sharp as the sword, he understood the strength of his own strength.

Mu Ling pulled Liang Yan to sit down, took out the medicine box that Chun Tao sent last time, and gave Liang Yan medicine.

The wound is mottled, and although the wound is not large, the wound is very deep.

Mu Ling frowned and carefully rubbed the medicinal powder.

"Ah Yan, I'm sorry."

After Mu Ling bandaged Liang Yan's wounds, Mu Ling raised his eyes, his eyes were clear and sincere, and he apologized to Liang Yan.

Liang Yan gently pulled the corners of his mouth, "It's okay, don't worry about this little injury." By the way, I came to you for something! ”

Liang Yan put away the playfulness on his face and took it seriously.

Mu Ling also sat upright and said, "What's the matter?"

"Recently I bought a medicine from a caravan from the south, a very miraculous medicine." Liang Yan said.

When Mu Ling heard this, there was a hint of suspicion in her eyes, she didn't understand what medicine had to do with saving her, but according to Liang Yan's character, she wouldn't risk taking risks in the middle of the night for any medicine she didn't want to do, come to this cold palace and discuss with her.

Mu Ling didn't interject, and still listened carefully to Liang Yan's words.

Liang Yan also saw the doubt in Mu Ling's eyes, and he didn't talk nonsense, in a word.

"This medicine is called fake death medicine! After taking it, it will make a person unconscious, and the situation is exactly the same as death, but after two days, you can wake up! ”

"Fake Death Medicine!"

Mu Ling was amazed, there was such a medicine!

With this fake death medicine, as long as she takes it, and then notifies the palace to transport her out of the palace, and Liang Yan is outside to answer, she can escape smoothly!