Chapter 15: Can You Believe in Past and Present Lives1
Mo Yuheng was stunned, what surprised him was not his slow breath, but the soaked clothes on his chest, and the bruises on his neck.
This reminded him of the day before Zhao'er's conviction, her neck was also bruised, and her body was dressed in red, just like the dazzling red on her chest.
There was a deadly sword for him.
Was he saved by a woman he hated? It's ridiculous.
Slowly raised his hand, raised the sword in his hand and pointed at Mo Yuheng without hesitation, so frightened that the faces of the guards around Mu Ying and Mo Yuheng turned pale, and they hurriedly blocked Mo Yuheng with their bodies.
"Mo Yuheng, either you will take a leave of absence and leave me free with a letter of resignation, or let me slaughter the women around you, and I Murong will slowly be too lazy to compete with these women and be jealous."
Slowly speaking domineeringly, she is a selfish person, she is unwilling to let her man share with others, even if she doesn't love this man, she can't.
She thinks it's dirty when someone else touches it.
With a flick of his hand and threw away the sword in his hand, his eyes fell on the trembling Qinghe, and said, "Recognize your identity, don't embarrass me." ”
Slowly dropped a sentence coldly, walked towards Mo Yuheng, passed by him, and turned to leave.
A group of people only felt a flock of crows flying overhead.
Don't embarrass her, what?
Chop off people's fingers?
It's so neat, I really can't see what is embarrassing, but they don't dare to say it, it's the crown princess.
She spoke to His Highness like that just now, and His Highness didn't say anything, can they say anything?
"What's going on?" Mo Yuheng's hands hidden in his cuffs were clasped tightly.
Is he being provoked or warned, either divorce her with a letter of divorce, or let her slaughter the women around him, hehe, think he doesn't dare to divorce her, right?
Those palace laves, you look at me, I look at you, no one dared to make a sound, until Mo Yuheng's cold eyes swept over, and those palace ladies immediately slammed their heads.
"Your Highness spares your life, it's not about the slaves and maids, it's Song Yuan and Maoyi." The palace ladies kept begging for mercy in their mouths, and they rushed to tell the whole story.
Outsiders say that their crown prince has a gentle and elegant personality, but only they know that it is not as rumored outside, that their highness is ruthless, that is, a tyrant.
Killing people never blinked, and being gentle and elegant was just an illusion.
Mo Yuheng condescendingly looked at Qinghe and the unconscious Lian'er.
said coldly: "Heh, this palace doesn't know when it will be your turn to be big in this backyard, and it is the turn of the crown princess to punish a few concubines to see the faces of the concubines, it seems that this palace is usually too indulgent to you, recognize your identity, even if you are big, you can't be as big as the princess." ”
"Your Highness spares your life, Qinghe knows that he is wrong." At this time, where does Qinghe still have the previous arrogance, she was almost scared to death when she saw the finger of Lian'er slowly cut off, and now where do you dare to refute.
"Maoyi, Song Yuan has no respect for the elders, deprived of the title and entered the cold palace, and found the imperial doctor to show the crown princess the injury." Mo Yuheng didn't want to waste time here, so he turned around and left after explaining to Mu Ying.
After all, he didn't really love these two women.
Giving them a chance is just because they are the closest maids around Murong Huan, but now they have no use value.
There is no need to keep it anymore.
Murong slowly, do you want to leave so much? Or is this another means for you?
Whatever it is, I'm not going to let you get it.
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Slowly pushing open the window, the sun rarely hangs in the sky, casting a dazzling halo, shining warmly on the earth.
A beam of light refracted through the dry branches against the ice cubes of the eaves, shaking so slowly that he couldn't open his eyes, and he could barely see the scenery outside with his hands in front of his eyebrows.
He stretched his waist widely, turned around and went back to get a big white coat and put it on, felt his pockets, and went out happily.
The streets are bustling with vendors shouting and hawking, and a few half-grown children gather around the corner to push the snow together, putting black charcoal and carrots on top of the snow balls, acting as eyes and noses, and making a big snowman.
"Sell sugar gourds." A sugar gourd vendor resists the sugar gourd skewers and sells them everywhere, buying more sugar gourds, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, he can buy a beautiful hair hairpin for the lady and a New Year's money for the child.
"I want two strings of sugar gourds." Slowly stopped the vendor of the sugar gourd, picked the two largest strings, and took out a few pennies from his arms and put them in the vendor's hand.
happily took a bite of the sugar gourd and ate like a child.
"Okay, you go slowly." The peddler happily accepted the copper coin, turned around and continued to shout and leave.
"Murong slowly?" In the restaurant box opposite, two noble men sat in a private room facing the slow direction, and their gestures were noble and elegant.
At first glance, he is the son of a big family, and his innate noble identity and extraordinary temperament can be recognized at a glance even if he is thrown into the crowd.
"The crown princess." The other man also looked through the window, his eyes falling on the slow in the crowd, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Everyone in the world knows that although the crown princess and His Royal Highness the prince have been childhood sweethearts, they have been tired of each other, if it were not for the decree of marriage today, the two would not have been able to go together.
But no matter what, she is still the crown princess, but she can't imagine that the dignified princess has not even followed a single subordinate when she leaves the East Palace, and she is still so ?????? Cute holding two strings of sugar gourds.
"Perhaps, this is the opportunity that God has given me." The man from before smiled wickedly.
If you really want to sleep, someone will bring you a pillow.
Even God is on his side, if he doesn't use this opportunity, will he live up to God's good intentions.
Hold the white porcelain cup in your hand tightly, put it in front of your thin lips and drink it all.
Slowly eat the sugar gourd in your hand, sweet and sour is delicious, one will run to see the rouge of the stall, and the other will run to see the hairpin of this stall.
"Girl, let's do the math!" Walking to a fortune-telling booth, the fortune teller stopped slowly.
Slowly stopped, looked left and right, and made sure that there was no girl next to her, and then pointed to himself and asked uncertainly, "Are you calling me?" ”
The fortune teller nodded slowly and said, "Do you believe in the past and present lives?" The poor road can be known for 500 years, and the former is known for 500 years, and I don't know if the girl can be interested. ”
Slowly looked at the fortune teller and tilted his head to think for a while.
Past and present lives?
Can he really see through people's past and present lives?
That's really unusual, why don't you take a look! Even if you don't get it, you won't suffer!
Anyway, the silver is not hers, it is not spent in vain, it is not spent, and if it is spent, a person like Mo Yuheng does not need to save him money, it is better to spend him a bankrupt.