Lu Nanxing shook his head slightly, "No, I guess she will keep this secret nine times out of ten." ”

After all, if the assassination is successful, Mu Qingqing can get rid of His Highness forever, isn't this exactly what she has been looking forward to?

"We'll see, the results will be available soon."

I only hope that this time His Royal Highness can see Mu Qingqing's heart clearly, stay sober, and don't give her any feelings.

-

Mu Qingqing ran all the way to the Fire Maple Forest in fright.

It is already late autumn now, and the red maple is like fire, and the whole fire maple forest seems to be a burning flame.

It was against this background that Rong Ting came slowly.

The black hair is like a waterfall, and the white clothes are better than the snow, forming a strong contrast with the red maple behind him, and the posture of the world makes people can't take their eyes off, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the elegance is peerless.

Mu Qingqing looked at the shocked man, and instantly lost her mind, and it wasn't until the man came to her side that she could come back to her senses.

"Qingqing, what are you thinking?" Rong Ting hugged her into his arms.

Mu Qingqing shook her head awkwardly and asked, "Ah Ting, today, are we going to listen to the play?" ”

Her mood at this time was more complicated than ever, and she didn't even know whether she wanted him to go or whether she wanted him not to go.

Rong Ting looked at her with low eyebrows, and asked instead of answering, "Do you want to go?" ”

"I ......" Mu Qingqing lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze and hesitated, "I don't care, Ah Ting, you decide." ”

Seeing this, Rong Ting's eyes were filled with a little coldness, and he gently hooked his lips and said, "Go, go now." ”

-

Sure enough, Lu Nanxing and Leng Yan also went to Changyin Pavilion together.

Lu Nanxing was dressed in a green shirt, handsome and elegant, with a faint medicinal fragrance on his body, giving people a feeling that he had always been very friendly.

Mu Qingqing looked at him with a strange look in her eyes.

She really couldn't figure it out, why did Lu Nanxing want to kill Rong Ting? Is it a deep hatred? Or was it bought?

As if sensing Mu Qingqing's gaze, Lu Nanxing turned his eyes to look at her, "Miss Mu, what's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Mu Qingqing pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, "I just think that Doctor Lu seems to be a little different today." ”

Lu Nanxing smiled slightly and said, "What a coincidence, I also feel that Miss Mu is a little different today." ”

"Huh? How am I different? Mu Qingqing was inexplicably nervous.

Lu Nanxing looked at her deeply and said, "Miss Mu looks preoccupied, has something happened?" ”

When he said it, Mu Qingqing "chuckled" in her heart, but glanced at Rong Ting with disgust on her face, "I don't have anything on my mind, maybe I didn't sleep well last night." ”

Rong Ting hugged her small waist, a smile seemed to be on his lips, and he said in a low voice in her ear: "Blame me, let you go to bed early tonight." ”

Mu Qingqing lowered her head shyly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she thought to herself, ...... tonight I don't know if you'll be able to survive until tonight!

-

Changyin Pavilion is a place to watch operas and listen to music, and most of the people who receive them on weekdays are dignitaries.

Today, because of Rong Ting's presence, all idle people are not allowed to enter.

Mu Qingqing sat on Rong Ting's right hand, Lu Nanxing sat on her right hand, and Leng Yan stood on Rong Ting's side with an indifferent face.

On the stage, the famous singer was babbling and singing opera, full of emotion and tactful, but Mu Qingqing didn't listen to anything.

An inexplicable burning sensation made her feel as if she was being roasted on a fire, extremely tormented.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ting suddenly gently held her hand and looked at her, "Absent-minded, don't like it?" ”