The next day, it was already sunset, and when Mu Baizhuo went to look for her, he saw that the quilt in the house was very neatly folded, and Nan Qiao's house was empty.

Suddenly thought of something, he went to Ji Wuyu's place to look for it, Ji Wuyu also drank a little more last night, so he woke up late, and there was no trace of her here, I thought that Nan Qiao would sleep well when he was drunk, but who knew that this person was gone.

"She's gone?" Ji Wuyu asked.

"Hey, I should have seen it last night, Jojo deliberately drank with us, just to let us let our guard down, and then she left alone!" Mu Baizhuo said anxiously, "I don't know where Qiaoqiao went?" Do you think she will go to Daxuan alone to find Cen Xi? ”

Ji Wuyu didn't speak, and walked out of the house with a sword.

Ten days later, outside the somewhat dilapidated Gangneung Palace, a woman wearing a feather veil hat and a light cyan dress appeared at the door, she stood outside the door for a long time, and finally walked towards the door.

As soon as the palm of his hand was pushed on the door, it was pushed open, and the former Gangneung Royal Mansion was now dispersed, and it was very desolate.

Nan Qiao stepped through the threshold and closed the door again.

Nan Qiao disappeared from everyone's sight like this, three months had passed since the incident, and now it was winter.

Nan Musheng of Chang'an City learned that the incident at the front line was still a month after the incident, but it happened that at this time he learned the truth about Yu Wentang's poisoning, which made him annoyed.

In fact, Yu Wentang's poison had already been cleaned up, and it was Yu Wenmo who ordered the imperial doctor to deliberately spread the matter, so he stayed here for so long, and in a fit of anger, he was ready to pack up and leave.

But when he thought of Yu Wentang, he was a little reluctant, and the concubines were eyeing him, and he couldn't tell when he would attack Yu Wentang, he would go, in case someone framed Tang'er again...

After hesitating a few times, his sister disappeared, but Nan Musheng still decided to return to the Southern Jin Dynasty, and only by restoring the identity of the prince could he send someone to find Nan Qiao's whereabouts.

Finally waited until night, as soon as Nan Musheng came out of the house, he was surrounded by everyone.

Just when he was surprised, the familiar tall figure appeared in the crowd, Yu Wenmo was as cold as ever, Nan Musheng quickly turned around, and his heart was pounding.

"The palace maid Ah Sheng bewitched the prince and lost her mind, take it!"

A simple sentence made Nan Musheng's breath stagnate, his brows furrowed, a burst of remorse surged in his heart, and he finally hung his head weakly and restrained his hands.

On this day, outside the Peach Blossom House, Nan Qiao, who was wearing a fox mask, stood for a long time, she was dressed in black, and finally walked in.

On the fourth floor, Cen Xi stood in front of the window with her hands in her hands, and Nan Qiao behind her stepped into the threshold, in her sleeve, the clenched shadow chasing was sharp, and there was bloodthirsty killing intent hidden in her eyes.

"You're here."

He turned slightly, his unmasked face as gentle as ever.

"What about my mother? She's not in Daxuan at all! In the past few months, she has infiltrated Daxuan, but she has not found any trace of Princess Jiangling.

Cen Xi walked slowly towards her, walking steadily, "Qiaoqiao, let's make a deal!" ”

It's the day of the Empress Dowager Chunxiao again, the long queue on the street is lined up from the street to the end of the street, the civil and military officials, the accompanying Yulin Army and the favored harem concubines are all in it, and the people on both sides of Yuwenmo's chariot go have knelt down and shouted long live, and the momentum is very brilliant.

On this day last year, it was the day when King Gangneung was killed, and in the teahouse next to him, Nan Qiao, who was on the second floor, stood at the window and looked down, looking at everything on the street below, and thinking of her father's death made her heart ache.

Cen Xi in the house put down the teacup, got up and walked slowly to her side.

"I didn't see Ji Wuyu, I must be protecting Yu Wenmo in secret!" He said.

Nan Qiao said coldly, "I can help you lure him away, but you must also fulfill your promise!" ”

He curled his lips and smiled slightly, and just as he was about to put his hand on her shoulder, Nan Qiao had already turned and taken two steps to avoid it.

Cen Xi didn't feel embarrassed, but smiled,

"I'm going to be sad if you always do this to me!"

Nan Qiao was silent, strode out of the threshold, leaving him with an indifferent back.

The long line continued to walk forward, no one noticed that there was a woman in a black dress on the eaves, the wind on the eaves lifted the hem of her clothes, the ups and downs of the endless drumming, the silk ink hair brushed her red lips, and a white bone flute was pasted on it, the red and white colors were particularly distinct, and there was a strange beauty.

A song of the moon soul entered everyone's ears with the wind, and the hollow and strange flute sound mixed with the slightest demagogic power slowly began to intoxicate people, and then gradually lost their minds.

When the flute was only halfway through, a dark shadow appeared in her afterglow on the eaves not far on the right, and Nan Qiao stopped playing the Moon Soul and took the bone flute away from her lips.

The red lips hooked slightly, Nan Qiao looked at the man for a long time, and he was still wearing the ugly black mask.

Finally, she spoke first.

"Know, long time no see!"

Just as he was about to fly at her with a light effort, Nan Qiao turned around and flew to another eaves with a light tiptoe, and then she jumped off the beam and disappeared into the winding alleyway.

Ji Wuyu persevered, and also chased in the direction where she disappeared.

Nan Qiao knew that he would chase after him, and made sure that it was safe to turn around and flash into the backyard of a farmhouse.

At this time, the people in Chang'an City basically went to see the emperor to travel, and there was no one at home, Nan Qiao's body flashed, and he hid in the farmer's firewood house.

Sure enough, after a while, Ji Wuyu chased after him.

Looking at the traces she deliberately left on the ground, Ji Wuyu walked directly towards the firewood room, and as soon as he pushed the door, it opened.

As soon as he pushed the door open, his neck was contaminated by the familiar weapon, and the next second, the door slammed shut, he ignored the feeling that the shadow was still on his neck, pushed with his big hand, turned his body away, and resolutely put her against the wooden wall and kissed her domineeringly.

Burn. The hot breath flowed between the two of them, and Nan Qiao only felt dizzy for a while, and even the chasing shadow in his hand was unable to hold it, and he slid directly to the ground.

She couldn't help but put her arms around his slender waist, kissing him in this small space, chasing each other between the two with the tip of her tongue, silently telling her thoughts about each other.

After a while, he bit her lip lightly, let go slightly, and bit down her chin again, and the two of them could not reluctantly end the entanglement. A deep kiss of cotton.

He was still a little gasping for breath, holding her little face and asking, "Little fox, where have you been all these days?" ”

At the beginning, she clearly said that she would not like him again, but the moment he appeared in her sight, she knew that what she said was always a fart.

Nan Qiao lowered his eyes slightly, and then pushed him away, "Why did you follow?" ”

He grabbed it with his big hand, went up again and pressed the back of her head and kissed her fiercely, and after a few seconds he left her lips with a little ambiguity. He asked,

"Didn't you ask me to come along?"

Nan Qiao didn't dare to look at him with a weak heart, and she deliberately poured dust on the soles of her shoes at that time, in order to meet him without Cen Xi's surveillance.

"Not really!" She denied it stiffly.

He didn't argue with her about it, but changed the subject, saying, "I found out your brother's whereabouts. ”

Nan Qiao raised his eyes, his eyes obviously flashing with surprise, "Really? ”

"Hmm—" He stopped talking, as if he had some secret that could not be told.

"What? Be clear. She was eager to know.

"Not long ago, the emperor fell in love with a little palace maid, so he stayed by his side and ate and lived together, not leaving an inch, even if there were courtiers going to the imperial study, the little palace maid was wearing a veil to serve the emperor around, and then I paid attention to it and found out that it was your brother."

He felt that Nan Qiao didn't believe it, so he added, "I also found out that one of the new palace maids escaped at that time, and your brother volunteered to sneak into the palace instead of the palace maid." ”

Nan Qiao really didn't believe it, "Impossible, since my brother escaped, he will definitely not go back to that cage, this must be fake, he must have been caught back by Yuwenmo!" ”

"I've been sure many times that he went back on his own." Ji Wuyu said.

Nan Qiao suddenly thought of something, and her lips trembled slightly,

"You mean that Yu Wenmo will never leave with his brother, so today..."

"Yes, the emperor took your brother out of the palace, and he sat beside the emperor as a personal palace maid." He seemed to understand the emotion in her eyes, "This time, it's real!" ”

Ji Wuyu's words sounded like five thunderbolts to Nan Qiao, before she promised Cen Xi to lure Ji Wuyu away and create an opportunity for Cen Xi to kill Yu Wenmo, because Yu Wenmo had imprisoned his brother at the beginning, and he blindly refused to let go, if it weren't for this, Chen Mao would not have died, so in order to take revenge on Yu Wenmo, Nan Qiao directly agreed to Cen Xi without thinking about it.

"Oops!" In the next second, Nan Qiao rushed out of the house.

As soon as Yu Wenmo's chariot came out of the city, he was intercepted and killed, and countless killers came out from all directions and fought with the Yulin army.

Yu Wenmo frowned slightly, and glanced at Nan Musheng sitting next to him, at this time, Nan Musheng looked completely unconcerned, Nan Musheng, who was still dressed in a cyan palace maid's dress, leaned on the back behind him, overlapping his legs in the most comfortable posture, his upturned toes shook melodically, and he looked at the fighting around him with cold eyes.

"Ah Sheng!" Yu Wenmo shouted.

"What does the emperor have to tell the slaves?" He replied lazily, without any manners.

"Run!" Yu Wenmo unexpectedly spit out the word from his mouth.

Nan Musheng's eyes were stunned, and then he resumed his thoughts, "Yes, the emperor took off his dragon robe and put it on the slave maid, and the slave and maid can also pretend to be you to cover your escape!" After speaking, he hooked his lips and smiled, full of sarcasm.

Suddenly, Yuwen Mo's eyes flashed, and he quickly pounced on him, directly knocking him down on the wide and soft couch.

Suddenly, the two breaths staggered, so close.

Nan Musheng was extremely nervous, a pair of peach blossom eyes widened, and when he was about to kick him away, an arrow flew over Yu Wenmo's head and shot directly on the support of Yu Yu.

Nan Musheng's heartbeat was like a roller coaster, and the next second it was as quiet as eating a reassuring pill, and there was a strange feeling that I couldn't explain.