The Imperial Study.

Sweeping, tidying up, until everything was over, Murong Jin was already tired and out of breath.

Taking out a towel from her pocket, she wanted to wipe the layers of fragrant sweat on her forehead, but a pair of black eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the calligraphy hanging on the wall, so her hand slammed down, so it stopped in mid-air.

Entering and leaving the imperial study so many times a day, she always tried to ignore the calligraphy hanging on the wall, but at this moment, her eyes were inexplicably fixed on the calligraphy.

Under the candlelight, I saw that the thick ink fonts on the copybook looked vigorous and powerful, just like the feeling given by Sima Mo, mighty and domineering.

Thinking of Sima Mo, a touch of pain crossed his heart for no reason, and at the same time, Sima Mo's words echoed in his ears again.

"Listen, from now on, it's your business to sweep and sleep, don't think about death, otherwise I will let you know the consequences!"

Her eyes flashed slightly, and she subconsciously picked up her cuffs, and then her eyes fell on the bruised part of her arm.

Under the candlelight, the large purple scar looked really shocking, and it was faintly painful.

Pursing her lips, she carefully lowered the cuffs, and then her eyes fell on the calligraphy on the wall again, this time, the corners of her lips finally slowly hooked up a wry smile.

Sima Mo, between you and me, whether it is in the past life or in this life, all the fate, let's all end here!

She had already decided that if she couldn't die, she would cut her hair and become a nun.

It's better to be anti-normal with a green light than to end up in the cold palace.

It's just that in her previous life, she died because of Sima Mo, but in this life, she still has to become a nun because of Sima Mo.

Thinking of this, she actually began to mock herself.

In her past and present lives, she couldn't escape the fateful entanglement with Sima Mo, how ridiculous!

Retracting her gaze, she looked around the entire imperial study, thinking that from now on, there might be other women to take her place, so her heart felt a little complicated inexplicably.

Biting her lip, she forced herself to stop thinking, she had already decided to cut her hair to become a nun, so from this moment on, she had to abandon all obsessions.

No matter how many women will be around Sima Mo in the future, it will have nothing to do with her.

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips, put away the towel, and took a step, ready to leave the imperial study.

It wasn't until she got out of the imperial study that a round of silver light happened to fall on her, she was stunned, and then raised her eyes to look, only to find that the moonlight in the sky tonight was smooth and clean, as round and beautiful as a jade plate, so inexplicably, all the complicated thoughts in her heart disappeared, and in their place, they were calm and waveless thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, the summer night air with a fragrance fell into the tip of her nose, retracted her gaze, she stood in front of the hall, looked from afar, only to see that the entire palace tonight was shrouded in a soft gauze palace lamp, more and more bright and mysterious.

Obviously, this palace has given her too many unbearable memories, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that this palace that was covered with heavy colors was so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off.

Perhaps, in the future, she will never have the opportunity to enjoy the night of this palace, because as long as she cuts her hair and becomes a nun, then she will definitely be ordered by Sima Mo to sneak into the mosque.

And now, there is still an hour before she wants to cut her hair and become a nun, because Sima Mo is watching a play in Changchun Garden at the moment, as long as the opera is over, Sima Mo will return to the Yongming Palace, so within this hour, she can still do what she wants to do.

Thinking of this, she immediately took a step, stepping on her own small shadow, and headed for the stone path.

Her footsteps were unhurried all the way, and it was not until a golden palace appeared in front of her that her footsteps finally stopped.

Standing in front of the palace, she raised her eyes and looked, and under the projection of the palace lamp, she saw clearly the three big characters on the palace plaque - Zhaoyang Palace.

The three big characters with dazzling golden light actually stung her eyes for a while, just because she remembered that those three big characters were inscribed by Sima Mo himself at that time, and then ordered someone to gild them.

In fact, in addition to the plaque, every brick and tile of this palace is also carefully arranged by Sima Mo.

"Ruoxi, in the future, in this palace, you are the biggest, as long as you let me go east, I will go east, you let me go west, I will go west, I will obey you!"

Her eyes flashed slightly, and when she remembered what Sima Mo had said at that time, her originally calm and waveless heart rippled again.

Putting away her complicated thoughts, she wanted to step forward and push open the door, but a black shadow behind her suddenly covered her body, she was stunned, so she turned around to see who it was, but the man had already grabbed her body, and then tightly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

"Hmm......"

Murong Jin immediately sensed the crisis, so his hands and feet continued to struggle, but that person's strength was even greater than Murong Jin's. I saw that he was clasping Murong Jin's waist tightly, and the handkerchief in his hand was covering Murong Jin's mouth and nose even harder.

Finally, Murong Jin couldn't struggle, and at the same time, his whole body began to soften, and his head gradually became dizzy, and it was not until this moment that Murong Jin realized that the veil was under the ecstasy incense.

Unable to resist the sleepiness, her eyelids began to sink until they finally closed completely, and her hands fell limply.

seemed to have noticed that Murong Jin had passed out, so the man took the veil away, and then dragged Murong Jin's body to the secluded path.

The moonlight in the sky sprinkled on the man, and he saw that the man was wearing a black night robe, and his face was covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of grim eyes.

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I don't know how long I was in a coma, but when Murong Jin's dark eyes slowly opened, I found that I was locked in a firewood room, and my hands and feet were tied with ropes.

Who the hell, who brought her here?

Thinking of this, her mind struggled to recall everything before she fell unconscious. She vaguely remembered that the man was so powerful that she couldn't break free when he covered her mouth and nose, and that the man was cautious and knew how to act when she was unsuspecting.

Obviously, she had been standing there in the Zhaoyang Hall for a long time, but the person had to wait until the moment when she went to push open the door before starting, it seemed that the person knew her very well, and she was less vigilant when she knew that moment.

Moreover, that person must be very familiar with the palace, otherwise, how could he easily avoid the eyes of others and bring her to this firewood room who was already unconscious.

Thinking about this, she became more and more confused. Who could be the person who was so familiar with the palace and knew her whereabouts?

Suddenly, she smelled a strange smell on herself. She frowned, sniffed carefully, and realized that it was the smell of Su Hexiang.

Her eyes lit up, and she suddenly understood who that person was!