The next day, it was another sunny day, Wan Qi'an stretched a big lazy waist, this ancient life was too monotonous, boring and tight.

"Ahh

Early in the morning, Wan Qi'an was frightened again, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a human wall.

"Qingruo, I said you didn't mean it, every time it's early in the morning, it's scary." Wan Qian'an patted his chest, and his face was clearly written: I'm not happy. He should be glad she didn't get out of bed, otherwise he would have to go crazy.

Qingruo was a little embarrassed, he thought that she should get up on the third pole of the day, and wanted to come over early to tell her about last night, but he didn't expect to scare her again.

"It's the subordinates who are abrupt, and the subordinates are here to deliver a message to the girl."

"What message?"

"The master asked his subordinates to escort the girl back to Lecheng, and the master said that the girl should remember this favor first, and then ask the girl for it later." Qingruo honestly retold the original words.

"You send me back, what about him?"

"The master returned to the palace last night."

"Back to the palace? Back to what palace? "Could it be that this Mo Jiu is a royal person?

"It's the Ink Palace." The girl doesn't know? He thought that she should know, after all, the "prestige" of the Mo Palace was well known.

Qing Ruo looked at Wan Qian'an's puzzled eyes, and she was a flower of understanding. "The master is the lord of the Mo Palace, his face is covered with a black mask when he is outside, and his subordinates are the protectors of the Dharma, and the Mo Palace is an organization in the middle of the rivers and lakes, in charge of intelligence and assassination." But what he didn't say was that it was rumored that Mo Jiu's whereabouts were mysterious and murderous.

"So he's so powerful!" Wan Qian'an touched his smooth chin, but he didn't expect this thigh to hug it right.

"You said that he wore a mask outside, I only saw him in the mountains that time, but then he didn't bring it, do you have any rules, that is, when you see his true face, will he be killed? Or is it not a gentleman who does not marry? ”

Qingruo was a little funny, how did Wan Qi'an think of this. "There are a lot of people who have seen the appearance of the master, but those who know the identity of the master have already grown grass on the grave, as for the no, there is no non-monarch who does not marry."

"Then I know his identity, will you kill me?" Listening to Qingruo say so much, she finally grasped a key point.

"Well, maybe not." Because if you could, it is estimated that you should have already drunk Meng Po soup by the Nai He Bridge by this time. Of course, it is impossible for Qingruo to say this.

"That's good, that's good." She was relieved to know that she wouldn't kill her, but what she didn't understand was that she didn't wear a mask when she first saw Mo Jiu, so he wasn't afraid that she would say it? This Mo Jiu, his mind is too difficult to understand, and he is very hypocritical.

The phrase slowly emerged in her heart: the more she knows, the faster she will die. She didn't want to die young.

They didn't stay long in Nanhe City before they set off for Lecheng.

In the Ink Palace

The palace is very atmospheric, mainly dark colors, and the color difference is monotonous at a rough look, but it can be found that in this ink palace, although there are not many objects, there are some of them, and they are all good objects on the top.

"That's what you're rushing to let the deity go back to the palace for?"

Mo Jiu was sitting on the upper rosewood chair at this time, his head was lightly resting on his right hand, his posture was casual, but the innate kingly spirit could not be ignored, and there was a man in a brocade robe in the hall, holding a fan in his hand, sitting with a big thorn.

"Oh, I said that you have only been out for a few days, and you don't like to return home, besides, I was personally sent by your imperial brother, and I have serious business."

That's right, it's his imperial brother, the emperor of today's Xuanye, Emperor Xiaoze Huan Zexiu, and he is Mo Jiu, and he is also the half-brother of the current emperor, Huan Ying, the word is gone.

Mo Jiu didn't really want to pay attention to him.

Eventually, he had to go back to that place, and there were things that he couldn't escape if he wanted to.

At the same time, he lamented in his heart that he was careless in making friends, and he chattered all day long, which gave him a headache.

"I'll go back to Lecheng as soon as possible, if you're fine, go first, I'm tired." Mo Jiu rubbed his temples and gave the order to evict the guest.

"You're so boring, by the way, you didn't bully my aunt, did you?"

This fan-holding man is actually Wan Qi Chaoyu!

Wan Qian'an: Yes! And yelled at her.

After dealing with the inn that day, he found that Wan Qian'an was missing, but he had been looking for it for a long time, and only then did he know that she was with them after receiving a letter from Mo Jiu.

"My aunt and grandmother are not deep in the world, and they don't understand people, don't bully her, otherwise I will fight with you."

Mo Jiu's hand rubbing his temples paused for a moment: "I have arranged for Qingruo to send her back to Lecheng." I've never seen such a spicy woman.

"You still have a conscience. Then I'll go back first, otherwise my father will beat me to death if he knows that I lost my aunt and grandmother, and we'll see you again in Lecheng. Remember to go to Lecheng. "Knowing that Wan Qian'an has set off to return to Lecheng, with Qingruo's protection, it should be fine, but he also has to hurry up with Wan Qian'an before arriving in Lecheng, and make amends, otherwise with his father's temperament, he will have to shed his skin if he doesn't die.

Seeing Wan Qi leaving towards Yu, Mo Jiu couldn't help but shake his head and thought:

Are all the people in this family so "hot"?

He is, and so is Wan Ji'an.

(Note: From the next chapter, the text narrative changes from Mo Jiu to Huan Ying, who is the real name of the male protagonist.) ）