Mo Hanqing's movements stopped suddenly, he stared at the coachman for a long time, until the carriage slowly drove into the back door of the Drunken Immortal Building, and then he was on tiptoe and flew towards Ye Qiqi.

When Ye Qiqi was about to act just now, she suddenly received a secret message from Mo Hanqing, telling her to stay where she was and not move, so she lay on the wall of the Drunken Immortal Building and watched a broken carriage drive in.

However, just as the back door of the Drunken Immortal Building was slowly closing, a warm breath suddenly came from behind her, Ye Qiqi was shocked, and when she subconsciously wanted to make a move, her wrist was gently clasped by a warm big hand, and a low and cold voice sounded softly in her ears: "It's me." ”

"Your Highness?" Ye Qiqi heard his voice, and her hanging heart finally let go, she turned her head and looked at Mo Hanqing behind her, the lantern under the wall emitted a warm light, and those rays of light shone on his cheeks, depicting a perfect outline.

"Did you see that carriage?" Mo Hanqing lowered her voice and asked her.

"See." Ye Qiqi nodded.

"In which direction did it go?"

"Over there." Ye Qiqi pointed to a left-facing fork in the backyard and whispered.

"Let's go, go over and have a look." Mo Hanqing narrowed her eyes, let go of the big hand that held her wrist, and jumped off the wall with a light tap of her toes.

"Oh." Ye Qiqi nodded and jumped down as well.

There were no lights in the backyard of the Drunken Immortal Tower, and the shadow of the wall just covered the two of them.

Ye Qiqi walked lightly behind Mo Hanqing, and after about a quarter of an hour, they finally saw the carriage parked in front of a remote courtyard.

The driver of the car was no longer in the carriage.

Ye Qiqi quickly rushed to the carriage, quietly lifted the curtain and glanced inside the carriage, only to find that it was empty and there was nothing.

She turned around and made a "no" gesture towards Mo Hanqing, who was standing in the shadows.

Mo Hanqing frowned and thought for a moment, then tapped his toes and motioned for Ye Qiqi to follow him into the courtyard.

There was only one room in the courtyard that was lit, and the two of them climbed to the roof without much difficulty.

Ye Qiqi lifted a tile on the roof with a very light movement, and then looked into the house.

Inside, it looked clean and tidy, and there was a bed against the wall, and in the dim light, a good-looking but tattered girl was falling asleep on the bed.

And just now, the coachman, who was half-kneeling in front of the bed, with a copper basin beside him, holding a water-soaked handkerchief in his hand, was carefully wiping the dust from the girl's face.

Ay? What's going on??

Ye Qiqi raised his head with a puzzled look on his face and looked at Mo Hanqing.

Mo Hanqing's eyebrows were frowning, and after watching the coachman wipe the face of the woman on the bed, he lightly helped her change into a clean coat, and then sighed lowly, closed the door, and turned to leave.

"It's ...... What's going on?? Ye Qiqi leaned over to Mo Hanqing and asked in a whisper.

"I don't know." After Mo Hanqing was silent for a moment, she looked at the woman sleeping peacefully in the room, frowned and shook her head.