1765 General, Please on the Couch (16)
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Su Kui's eyes drooped slightly, knowing that Liuying had a lot to say, but she had other things to do, so she said: "Liuying, I want to be alone, you go back to sleep, don't go out tonight." โ
Liuying moved her lips, she could see that Su Kui's mood was not very good, she knew what was happening in the palace, but she didn't know anything about things outside the palace.
Therefore, although he knew that Su Kui and the talented Yulin Wei Commander might know each other, he didn't know what the connection was between them.
"Yes, master, the slave will help you lie down and go again."
Su Kui bowed her head, and after lying down, Liuying tidied up the futon for her, and then turned around and went out.
The room fell silent, as if it were a dream of the tense thing that would spill blood on the spot at the slightest accident. She lay quietly for a while, there was no sound outside, and Liuyi seemed to have gone back to her room to rest.
The man never came out, and with a slightly grim expression, she lifted the futon and got out of bed, and went around to the back of the bed.
There, another button, opened, and there was a secret door, not much space, just enough to hide a person's space. I don't know how long this place has existed, and it's impossible to know who did it.
But it was also Su Kui who discovered this place, and it was considered that he was in the dark and saved Meng Zhi'an's life.
When I opened the secret room, I saw a man leaning against the stone wall, breathing weakly with his eyes closed. She pursed her lips and walked over gently to squat down beside him, because if the candle was lit, the figure would be reflected out, and in order to prevent being discovered, Su Kui's bedroom was still dim.
The man's black night coat had many cuts on it, and the wounds oozed red blood. But it wasn't the deadliest, the fatal wound was in his chest, close to his heart, and the viscous blood had dyed his clothes a deep black-red, and when he touched it, it was sticky.
Su Kui frowned, "Are you okay?" Those people are gone, wake up. She nudged him gently, but there was no response.
At this moment, by the fragmentary moonlight, she suddenly had an idea. What does that hideous wolf head mask look like? She reached out slightly and slowly approached his face.
"Hmm-"
As soon as she touched it, she was fiercely pinned down by a powerful big palm, and at the same time, the pair of sharp eyes like a falcon had already opened, staring at her without blinking.
"What do you want to do?" Meng Zhi'an pursed his lips, he just took a nap because of his weak body, and this woman was bold enough to take off his mask.
Although the two are not familiar with each other, as long as she sees his appearance, she will definitely recognize him, and at that time, there will be a lot of unnecessary trouble.
He has a headache, if it is an ordinary woman, he will kill it casually, anyway, there are so many women in the cold palace, one or two less, and the outside will not pay attention at all.
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This woman, who once almost became his wife, and now has saved his life, how can he do it?
The wound hurts, and the head hurts even more.
The man's big palm was like an iron hoop, as if he wanted to crush her wrist. Su Kui frowned, looked at his eyes fixedly, and said lightly: "That's how you treat your life-saving benefactor?" Let go, you're hurting me. โ
Meng Zhi'an was stunned, this woman!
Su Kui's performance was completely different from what he remembered, causing Meng Zhi'an to be stunned, and his hand was unconsciously released.
The wrist that was released gave out a muffled pain, Su Kui rubbed his wrist and got up, "It's good to wake up, while there is no one now, let's leave quickly." โ
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