In the silent room, a few cold winds blow through the window from time to time, and the candle flame sways slightly, showing the passage of time. In the room, Jin Ge raised her sleeve to wipe the tears on her face, but she was grabbed by a hand that suddenly stretched out, and raised her hand to wipe it for her.

"Did you see Ling Mo?" Huan Sheng was the first to say this, without warning, Jin Ge's body stiffened instantly, his face was puzzled, and then he was relieved when he thought about it, Huan Sheng could even guess this, and naturally his heart was not so depressed. Then he whispered a "hmm" and leaned all his weight on his shoulder.

"Looks like I guessed right." Huan Sheng chuckled, tightened his strength, raised his hand and gently stroked her hair, and comforted: "So, have you figured it out?" ”

Huan Sheng had something to say, and asked tentatively to see how Jin Ge would answer. However, Jin Ge didn't grasp his deeper meaning, and he couldn't think of too many points too far away for a while, and his mind was full of today's events.

Jin Ge hesitated for a moment, then answered the thoughts in his heart, and sighed: "I have reached the realm of incomprehension of your ability now, but I can't doubt you, I won't be surprised how many things you can find with your eyes and brain." ”

When Huan Sheng heard this, he smiled lightly, and his heart was full of relief. When Jin Ge said this, the most fundamental reason was his trust in him, and he was naturally very satisfied.

"However, if you can teach me how to know, I will admire you even more."

"Hahaha." Huan Sheng smiled loudly, nodded slightly, and thought of Jin Ge's head, so he said slowly: "Who else will hurt you and hurt you?" ”

"Uh......" Jin Ge had to admit in his heart that Huan Sheng's words were to the point. Ling Mo's behavior today, as well as those things since she was a child, are they hurting her physically and mentally, but loving her to the extreme. So much so that she couldn't tell the difference between good and bad......

"How can you tell he's hurting me? Again...... Protect me? ”

"There are slight blood stains in the room, but you don't see any signs of injury, and there are no messy signs of fighting, then you didn't do it, and the culprit is not there, only you are left, so what do you think I should think?" Huan Sheng said, lightly tapped her forehead with his index finger, and said: "Moreover, your clothes are in good condition, and the knots on your clothes are still the same as the one I tied for you, why, I won't know you?" ”

When Huan Sheng said this, Jin Ge didn't feel embarrassed for a while, but focused on other things, and said in surprise: "How could it be you?!" ”

"......" Huan Sheng touched his nose, did not answer, and asked instead, "Are you hungry?" It seems that I didn't eat much before I went out. ”

Hearing Huan Sheng's question, she felt really hungry, so she nodded and responded, "A little." ”

Seeing this, Huan Sheng got up and prepared to go out to call Ah Song to pass the food, this sudden rise made him feel dizzy for a while, causing him to shake his body a little, Jin Ge saw him react like this, and suddenly remembered that he was still drunk before, and he must have taken the sobering medicine and didn't see much improvement.

"You're so bad at drinking, don't drink in the future."

Huan Sheng turned his head helplessly and glanced at her, crying and laughing, "It's not that I have a bad amount of alcohol, it's that you forced me to drink a jar of ......."

"Poof...... Hahahaha. Only then did Jin Ge turn his worries into joy and laugh out loud.

Seeing that she was finally cheerful, Huan Sheng was also relieved, hoping that tonight's events would not have a big impact on her. However, Luo Qi'an, maybe it's better to hand it over to Ling Mo than to yourself.

The West Building.

Ling Mo threw Luo Qi'an to the ground, knelt on his knees, turned around and sat down at the table, poured a cup of hot tea for himself, raised his head and took a sip, but the warm tea flowed down his throat and into his lungs, still not feeling any warmth, he slammed the wine glass on the table, and startled Luo Qi'an, who was kneeling down.

Then he hesitated for a moment, then got up and opened the door, and shouted into the hallway, "Bring the hot wine." ”

Immediately, where there was no human figure on the other side of the corridor, there was a 'yes'.

After a while, a man who looked like a small man ran up quickly with a hunched body, still holding a jar of wine in his arms.

"Eldest Prince, please."

"Let's go down."

Ling Mo took the wine, closed the door slammed the door, turned back to the table, and poured a large glass of wine, but he stopped the moment he got the wine glass, as if he was thinking about something. Immediately after, he picked up the wine and handed it to Luo Qi'an.

Before Ling Mo could say anything, Luo Qi'an didn't understand what he meant, and looked up at him, not knowing whether to take the bowl of wine.

"Kill you, I won't do it myself." Ling Mo said coldly.

Hearing this, Luo Qi'an's scalp was slightly numb, and he also knew very well in his heart that it was easy for Ling Mo to kill him, since he said so, it meant that he would not kill himself so quickly now, thinking about it, he took the bowl of wine, and then raised his head and left.

From the time he was hit by Ling Mo's palm, he had already discovered that it was him, so he didn't make senseless struggles. Seeing what he did to Xue Jinge, he was even more puzzled, if he wanted to save her, why should he pretend to be mysterious? Isn't it the same as it gets darker and darker? Or does he stand for the same purpose as him? But why did he need to save her? Don't...... Ling Mo also likes Xue Jinge?

Impossible, if he likes her, why is he still so cruel to her.

Luo Qi'an stared at the empty wine glass in his hand and was stunned, thinking about these questions in his mind, but he still couldn't get an answer. But what he could be sure of was that Ling Mo was targeting Liu Huansheng......

"Don't you want to die?" Ling Mo poured himself a cup, fed it to his mouth and stopped his movements, and said, "Do you still think you have the ability?" ”

When Luo Qi'an heard Ling Mo speak, he came back to his senses, but his face did not change, he was not afraid, and said coldly: "Why can't I?" ”

Hearing this, Ling Mo frowned slightly, drank the wine glass in one gulp, and poured another glass, as if waiting for Luo Qi'an to continue.

"Hehehe......" Luo Qi'an suddenly laughed, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned to kneel and sit, relaxed the strength of his shoulders, and said to himself: "I know, what do you want to do, don't you keep Liu Huansheng just for that one thing?" Otherwise, he would have been eliminated long ago? I'll help you, but why can't you? ”

After saying that, he smiled again, looking very proud, as if he was a little contemptuous that Ling Mo's plans were known to him.

The next moment, Ling Mo suddenly grabbed his neck and said viciously, "I think you really don't want to die." ”

Luo Qi'an was somewhat convinced that Ling Mo would not be able to kill him for the time being, so he also gambled, looked back at Ling Mo's ice-like eyes, and asked, "Don't you still have something to do?" ”

Looking at Luo Qi'an's gaze, and the smugness that loomed in his smile, Ling Mo added another force, seeing that Luo Qi'an was having trouble breathing, but he was still motionless, he still kept his senses, did not kill him ruthlessly, and then shook him heavily and lay down on the ground.

Ling Mo had to admit that Luo Qi'an was indeed right, but he was not the only choice, but he was already tired of coping, and he was becoming more and more slack off in this kind of conspiracy, thinking about how to calculate, and how to break the plan, the face that appeared from time to time in his mind now had disappeared from his life for a long time.

He now hopes to solve these things as soon as possible, but if he can solve it for a while, he can't solve it for a lifetime, so it is better to kill Liu Huansheng and cut off everything.

This thought flashed through Ling Mo's mind, and his heart tightened, surprised that he actually had this idea, but in his heart he felt that this method was a one-and-done solution.

In this way, Jin Ge will hate me even more.

In the silent room, Ling Mo was the only one standing by the window, and the warning he had just given to Luo Qi'an still came to mind.

"If you make any more moves to Jin Ge, I'll do it myself."

Although he stopped Luo Qi'an, when he thought of Jin Ge, a trace of regret ignited in his heart, if he did this tonight, he would definitely not go the way he expected, he should have thought that the other party was not a casual person, but Liu Huansheng.

Liu Huansheng, this scheming person, how could he really follow his own ideas......

So it looks like it's time for the next step? It just so happens that there is someone who can help me now.

Do not remember the pavilion.

As the night wore on, it was finally quiet, and the lights were much less, and occasionally some drunken men could still be heard babbling. Maggie sat in front of the mirror and gently removed her veil, the birthmark on her face blurred by the candlelight. She touched it gently, her eyes were full of hatred, hatred of herself, hatred of the person who gave birth to herself, and gave her such a pair of skins.

She smashed the comb in her hand so hard that she couldn't help but want to drop the mirror on the table with a look of resentment and disgust. But the moment she picked up the mirror, she seemed to see a man's face appear in the mirror, she looked at it and found that it was Luo Qi'an......

Luo Qi'an stared at her with the same gaze as today, and then smiled at her, and that smile made her feel so warm and kind.

Gradually, however, the picture became blurry, and she couldn't see his face clearly, and when she blinked again, she found that it was still her own face.

The smile on her face had not yet dissipated, and she immediately thought that she could get rid of this veil, if she could cover the ugly birthmark on her face, then whether Luo Qi'an would look at her twice. She has long been accustomed to the flattery of those so-called sons and buddies, only Luo Qi'an, who is so different......

Thinking of this, her eyes fell on the rouge box on the dressing table, where there was a precious rouge sent by a recent old man, and I heard that applying it can make the skin more smooth and pleasant, without a trace of impurities. She had heard of this rouge, but she had never used it, so she took out the box, picked a little and slowly wiped it on her cheeks, and the birthmark was indeed covered after a while. The cool and itchy feeling on her skin made her unable to tell whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable, but she was very satisfied, like a magic weapon.

Young Master Luo, you will definitely fall in love with me.