109. Provocation

Nanmen Yue didn't say anything, picked up the chopsticks and ate the dish in front of him. The posture of holding the vegetables, feeling that the dishes had a grudge against him, Ling Wushuang couldn't help but laugh when he saw it.

"Ah Yue, you didn't look in the mirror, your face is as black as the ash at the bottom of the pot, haha, don't be angry, Qingluo also sent you food to eat, she didn't mean it."

"I think she did it on purpose, she looked at me like a thief before, for fear that I would take advantage of you."

"Okay, okay, Ah Yue, don't be angry, I'll clean her up for you in a while and give you out, okay?"

Looking at Ling Wushuang's obvious way of teasing himself, Nanmen Yue let out a long sigh.

"Alas!"

"Forget it, just that girl, can you be willing to clean it up?"

"Next time, I'm going to get you out of her reach."

"Next time?"

Hearing Nanmen Yue say next time, Ling Wushuang's old face couldn't help but turn red, and he hurriedly changed the topic.

"Quick, eat quickly, it's going to be cold in a while."

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a chopstick meat for Nanmen Yue.

"Eat quickly."

Looking at Ling Wushuang's red ears, Nanmen Yue said that his mood was more than a little better. happily ate the dishes in the bowl that Ling Wushuang sandwiched one bite at a time.

In this way, Ling Wushuang sandwiched some dishes for Nanmen Yue from time to time, and soon, Nanmen Yue ran out of dinner, and then called Qingluo to clean up the table, leaving only the two of them in the room.

"Ah Yue, now that my biggest hidden danger has finally been lifted, I can let go of my hand and deal with Yi Linghua. What Yi Ling did to me, and what I did to my father, I will get it back from him little by little. He also made the poison of the walking corpse and released it to various countries, threatening everyone's safety. No number of deaths is enough for him. ”

"There are also Yi Wu, Nanmen Yi, and the poisonous thing of the walking corpse, which is not something that Yi Ling can achieve by painting alone."

"I won't be afraid, if you hurt me, I will kill him, hurt my family, I will make him feel that death is a relief."

"We're all in this together. Our goal is the same, and the two of us are destined to work together and accompany each other. ”

"Yes, yes, I didn't believe in fate before, but now, this girl, I kind of believe it."

"Okay, you've run so far today, and you've worked hard, go to sleep!"

"Okay!"

Saying that, Nanmen Yue reluctantly walked out of the door. In fact, Nanmen Yue was still thinking about the scene that didn't go on just now.

Ling Wushuang sent Nanmen Yue to the door of the room.

Nanmen Yue turned around and was about to leave.

"Ah Yue."

Ling Wushuang shouted Nanmen Yue, and then took advantage of his inattention, stood on tiptoe, touched Nanmen Yue's lips, and then quickly closed the door.

Ling Wushuang in the room squatted on the ground and blushed his whole face. Nanmen Yue, who was outside the door, touched the mouth that had just been kissed by Ling Wushuang, and froze in place.

After a long while, Ling Wushuang hurriedly squatted on his legs before he heard the sound of outsiders turning to leave. Then he slowly stood up, opened the door, and quietly looked outside. Nanmen Yue was no longer outside, and had already entered the room. Seeing this, Ling Wushuang also closed the door.

The two of them were separated by a wall, lying on their respective beds, tossing and turning.

In the next few days, the people of Yan Xige spent a few days of rare leisure time. After the change, I don't have to worry about being recognized when I walk on the street, and occasionally go out for a walk, probe the wind, and take a look around by the way, and my life is even better than before.

Nanmen Yue has not been idle in the past few days, after returning from Yi Linghua, after spending one night at Ling Wushuang's place, he rushed back to Qi Liguo and personally went to deal with Nanmen Yi.

After returning to King Qi's Mansion, Nanmen Yue quickly began to make arrangements. contacted the spy planted by himself in the palace, and began a secret investigation directly in the palace. The mother concubine had an accident in the palace back then, and as long as something happened would leave traces, as long as she found conclusive evidence, she started all actions.

After a few days of waiting, there was finally good news. The spy he planted in the palace found a person who had served Sheng Qinghui (Nanmen Yi's concubine) back then, and after his death, he went crazy and kept in the cold palace, crazy all day long, and there was no one else.

When he learned the news, Nanmen Yue personally entered the palace and took people out of the palace.

"Bring people to Ren Qi first and hide them."

"Yes."

Although this person was placed in the cold palace and seemed to be ignored, in the matter of the mother concubine, there was no room for another mistake.

After arranging the people, Nanmen Yue came to a deserted palace again. The gate of the palace was hung with a large lock the size of a palm, and the big lock had been completely covered with rust, and it looked like it was some years old. When he came in, Nanmen Yue did not choose to push the door in, but went directly over the wall. After entering the palace, Nanmen Yue walked slowly in the courtyard, looking around, his eyes were full of nostalgia. His hands brushed over the grass and trees in this yard, and his movements were extremely gentle.

"Mother."

Erchen will soon be able to find out the truth of the year, and he will soon be able to avenge you.

"Master, Nanmen Yi is here."

Ren E, who was guarding outside the hospital, after seeing Nanmen Yue come out, the two of them left together without the slightest nostalgia.

The Imperial City of the Izuki Kingdom.

At the entrance of the palace, there has always been a huge notice board, which has always been used to post some important imperial notices, but today a special notice was posted. The notice was asked for everyone in the Imperial City to come and see it, and to spread the word to as many people as possible.

"Miss, I went out today and heard a lot of people outside spreading the notice of the new post at the gate of the palace, which seems to be related to Yan Xige."

Yinshuang just went out to buy some things today, but when she walked on the road, she could hear someone discussing this very hotly everywhere she went, so she stepped forward to ask, and when she heard that it was related to Yan Xige, she hurried back to tell Ling Wushuang.

At this time, Ling Wushuang was researching some new antidote pills, and he was still plunged into the medicinal herbs in the workshop. After hearing Yinshuang's voice, he stood up and walked out of the workshop.

"Yes, yes." As he spoke, the man walked out of the workshop.

After seeing Ling Wushuang come out, Yinshuang hurriedly greeted him.

"Miss, I just went out, and I heard many people on the street talking about something about Yan Xige, as if there was a notice posted on the notice board at the gate of the palace."

"Notice? When was this? ”

"I don't know, but it looks like it wasn't posted today."

"Okay, I know, you go and tell everyone, don't go out today, I'll go out and have a look."

"Yes, miss."

After cleaning up, Ling Wushuang went out. deliberately wore very ordinary clothes, imitating the dress of the women of the Izuki Kingdom.

After going out, Ling Wushuang did not go straight to the notice board, but wandered around at random, unintentionally slowly approaching the palace gate.

From afar, Ling Wushuang saw a group of people at the gate of the palace.

Seeing this, Ling Wushuang also walked towards the crowd, and the people passing by along the way were talking to each other, and the meaning of the words was generally based on the notices around the notice board.

After walking into the notice board and seeing the content of the notice board clearly, Ling Wushuang's heart tingled.

Yi Linghua, it seems that I am still too kind to you.

Ling Wushuang clenched his fists hard, trying to control himself not to be swept away by anger.

Ling Wushuang took a deep breath. Calm, calm, Ling Wushuang, you can't be impulsive, you can't let Yi Ling paint successfully.

After finally calming down his mood, Ling Wushuang turned around and left the palace gate and went directly back to his residence.