The bamboo forest under the courtyard wall, in the cold moonlight, beckoned a ghostly black shadow, and the wind blew the bamboo forest, rustling.

Mu Changqing's thin lips pursed, and he struggled to get up from the ground, and the long arrow that pierced into his shoulder blade was now only a bare arrow, and there were blood stains all around.

The clothes on his body that obviously did not fit made his movement restricted, Mu Changqing frowned, glanced at the door that was close at hand, and then wiped it mercilessly, tearing the clothes he had just swept from top to bottom.

The blood-soaked white undershirt whirred in the wind, and in addition to the shoulder blades, there was a two-foot-long wound on the waist and back.

Blood spilled from the wound from time to time, but in a matter of moments, the entire back was already bright red.

He had just taken two steps with his torn garment, but he stopped suddenly, and his sharp gaze shot towards the door.

The cold and murderous gaze made Sheng Mingzhu tremble unconsciously.

The icy cool breeze rushed up the soles of the feet, from top to bottom, cold to the bone.

The two looked at each other, Sheng Mingzhu was looking at him, and he was also looking at her, with a slight smell of blood wafting in the cool breeze.

Sheng Mingzhu's hands hidden in her clothes were clenched, her heart was beating like thunder, and the intuition in her brain told her to run, but her legs couldn't move no matter what, her cold eyes clasped her tightly, and the feeling of oppression and coercion was like a beast contemplating the food in her mouth.

The person in front of him at this moment overlapped with the person in the alley today who asked for a knife to return to Zhu Ming's roots.

Cold, ruthless, and merciless.

Maybe that's what she's really hiding.

Sheng Mingzhu's body was cold and stiff, and his mouth opened and closed a few times before he made a sound, "If you dare to hurt me, my father and my brother will not let you go." ”

Sheng Mingzhu didn't prepare these two sentences to scare him at all, but in a hurry, he blurted out, and after finishing speaking, he seemed to feel weak, and pretended to be calm: "This is our Guogong Mansion, you are seriously injured, as long as I shout, it will be difficult for you to fly with your wings." ”

The implication is that you should not act rashly, but recognize your current form.

Mu Changqing didn't speak, his body with excessive blood loss made his head slightly dizzy, his eyes fell on Sheng Mingzhu's thin and empty trouser legs, his slender and white ankles were unconsciously shivering in the cold wind, and a trace of unhappiness flashed on his pale and cold face.

Sheng Mingzhu saw his eyes looking back and forth at her, a heart rose to his throat, and the blood in his body seemed to stop flowing, lest he rush up and wipe her with a knife.

Thankfully, what she feared didn't happen.

Mu Changqing frowned and entered the house expressionlessly.

Waited until he couldn't see anyone in front of him, Sheng Mingzhu's heart hanging in his throat was slightly lowered, and he just wanted to move his feet, only to find that his feet were cold, as if he was standing on the ice.

Sheng Mingzhu put his hands around his shoulders, couldn't help sneezing, just wanted to turn around and go back but heard the footsteps in front of him, only to look up, he saw a moon white background moon white bottom crane head cover face cover, the darkness in front of him, a huge sense of fear hit, Sheng Mingzhu just wanted to scream.

A cold, bloody palm covered her mouth from the side.

"I didn't want to die, so I obediently got dressed and went back, and forgot everything I saw tonight."

Sheng Mingzhu pulled his clothes and showed his head from inside, the person in front of him had disappeared, only the faint smell of blood in the air remained, and the soft and thick crane had the smell of tranquility in it.

Sheng Mingzhu hugged Heyu and stood there, a little dazed, was she afraid that she would catch a cold and give her clothes?

Would she be so kind? Or is there some secret poison hidden in this crane, Sheng Mingzhu turned over and over the crane in his hand and looked at it, but he didn't see anything strange.

At this time, the most important thing to do is to call someone, it is best to take advantage of her serious injuries to capture her in one fell swoop, and then torture her in person, so that she can confess her true identity.

A beauty with strong martial arts and a cover of the identity of a girl in Hualou is hidden in their mansion, what does it mean?

Sheng Mingzhu unconsciously hugged the crane in her hand, and the soft velvet slowly warmed her stiff hands.

In the closed door, the candles dimmed.

"Bang Dang"

The sound of the iron falling into the copper plate suddenly woke Sheng Mingzhu's mind to the warring thoughts, and by the time she reacted, she had already pushed the door open.

I saw Mu Changqing sitting on the soft couch, half-bare shoulders, holding a dagger, pierced the wound on the shoulder blade, and the arrow deep in the flesh was violently pulled out and fell into the copper basin on the side.

The unhindered blood gushed outward, and soon half of his body was dyed red.

Hearing the movement at the door, Mu Changqing turned his head to look at her, did not speak, and continued to bow his head to deal with the wound, his mouth bit the bandage, and the other hand was quickly wound, and the bloody wound was soon wrapped under the layers of bandages.

Sheng Mingzhu stood at the door, staring at her, from beginning to end, she didn't see a trace of change in the expression on her face, as if she was not piercing her own flesh, and it was easy to move between movements, and she didn't feel the slightest pain.

"Aren't you hurting?" Sheng Mingzhu looked shocked, looking at her as if she was looking at a monster.

"Pain? How can it hurt? Mu Changqing asked rhetorically.

As he spoke, the movements of his hands still did not stop, his slightly raised phoenix eyes squinted, and his white skin was as white as jade against the bright red bloodstains, which was a kind of thrilling beauty that could not be counted.

Sheng Mingzhu's eyes fell on his wound, with a look of disbelief, "With such a heavy arrow wound, you can't even feel pain?" ”

Mu Changqing followed her gaze and landed on the place where he had bandaged himself, and his bright red lips hooked a faint arc, "What kind of pain is this injury, the real pain is not bloodless." ”

The tone was light and careless, and he didn't pay any attention to this wound.

A complicated look flashed in Sheng Mingzhu's eyes, his eyes fell on the arrow, his expression changed abruptly, and his gaze suddenly became sharp, "Who are you?" The arrow that came out of your body is clearly unique to the guards in the palace, you just came out of the palace, and you want to assassinate? ”

At the end of the words, there was already a chill of a sword.

What would it mean if an assassin was found hiding in the Mansion......

Sheng Mingzhu didn't dare to think about it at all, and even from the appearance of this woman, it was a trap from beginning to end, and it was impossible to say that the guards who were searching now had come towards their Guogong Mansion.

Thinking of this possibility, Sheng Mingzhu's whole person couldn't help but take a step back, and his heart was torn.

She must not be allowed to get out alive.