The door of Youqinxuan's dormitory was open, and Ye Ningxiang didn't need to knock on the door, and directly entered Mo Xiaoqin's dormitory lightly. I saw five or six palace ladies surrounded by carved jade wooden beds, and the palace ladies were busy up and down. And the woman who sat on the chair in the middle of Gong E and let Gong E fiddle with it was Mo Xiaoqin, who Ye Ningxiang wanted to see.

When Gong E dispersed, I saw Mo Xiaoqin wearing an extremely luxurious dress with a bright red seat, gold trim on the cuffs, and pearls on the chest. Her face was powdered, her lips were dyed with cinnabar, and although her cheeks were a little thin, she couldn't hide her alluring posture at all.

"Sister Xiaoqin!"

Hearing this call, Mo Xiaoqin seemed to have just returned to the real world, and a pair of distracted pupils seemed to have color.

The corners of her mouth deliberately raised, and the muscles of her face trembled slightly unconsciously from this unwilled action.

"Sister Ningxiang, why did you come here?"

Regarding this question, Ye Ningxiang did not explain, but couldn't wait to ask: "This dress is for canonization, but the emperor wants to canonize you?"

Mo Xiaoqin lowered her head, as if it had taken a lot of effort to control her emotions, and then nodded at Ye Ningxiang, and didn't say anything superfluous.

"Sister Yue, do you like this dress!"

Before seeing Mu Jingyuan, Ye Ningxiang had already heard his joyful words. She turned her head at the sound and found that Mu Jingyuan was striding into Mo Xiaoqin's bedroom.

Today's Mu Jingyuan is in a particularly hearty spirit, and in cheesy words, he has beaten several liters of chicken blood. But what highlights his spirit even more is the plush ornament that he hangs around his waist, about half the length of his palm.

This ornament is very different from the jade Jue he wore in the past, all around the body is dark and shiny fur, although it is simply penetrated by the red rope, and has not been modified too much, but everywhere exudes a kind of self-respecting and unique charm.

After entering Mo Xiaoqin's bedroom, Mu Jingyuan found that Ye Ningxiang, the woman he felt guilty for, was also here, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, and deliberately turned his gaze away, not daring to look at Ye Ningxiang.

Mo Xiaoqin's face was expressionless, and it could even be said that she was indifferent, and she didn't care much about etiquette and walked in front of Mu Jingyuan, staring at the ornament that Mu Jingyuan hung on her waist.

"This ornament is so good-looking, can the emperor give it to me?"

As he spoke, Mo Xiaoqin had already recklessly withdrawn the ornament from Mu Jingyuan's waist and held it tightly in his palm like a treasure.

Mu Jingyuan hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "If Sister Yue likes it, I will give it to you." I'll find a few more fox tails another day, and send the craftsman to make some better-looking ones, and you'll pick them up when you pour them. ”

It turned out that this dark and shiny ornament was actually a small fox tail, and Ye Ningxiang was both surprised and regretful in her heart. can give birth to such an otherworldly tail, thinking that the fox must be otherworldly and independent, but now that the tail has been cut off, I am afraid that the spirit fox is no longer alive.

Secretly thinking, Ye Ningxiang looked at Mo Xiaoqin with a sad expression, and gently touched the tip of her nose with the ornament, and the moment the fluff touched her cheek, she cried without warning.

She held back her crying and looked at Mu Jingyuan with tears in her eyes, her eyes were resolute, but her words were sincere.

"I want to see him again before becoming your woman. ”

Hearing this, Mu Jingyuan's smile froze, his face was full of shock and heartache, as if he didn't expect Mo Xiaoqin to say such a thing, as if he didn't expect that she was willing to become his woman completely because of another man.

"That day, you lied to me with a letter written by Rumo and said that he would leave forever and never come back, and I knew you were lying to me. Actually, he's always been in your hands all these days, right?"

Mo Xiaoqin couldn't control her emotions anymore, tears rained down, and the makeup on her face lost its original beauty.

"I can be your woman, but you must let him go, or I will kill myself in front of you on the spot. ”

Mu Jingyuan didn't expect Rumo to have such an important position in Mo Xiaoqin's heart, and for a while, his heart was as if he had been pierced by countless steel knives, and the pain made him tremble, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't hide the anger in his eyes.

He thought that she agreed to marry him because of her love affair with him seven years ago, but he didn't expect that this marriage was just a transaction without emotion. Treating this lost woman, he should have been kind and pleasant, and he should have been obedient, but at this moment, he roared at Mo Xiaoqin uncontrollably, and every scale shook people's hearts.

"I forgive you for your sins regardless of your status as a rebel, I insist on making you a concubine despite the opposition of the courtiers, and I take care of you day and night for your speedy recovery. And you use him as a bargaining chip to marry me! Do you know what he is? He is not human at all, and staying in the world will only bring harm to the world!"

"I don't care. ”

Mo Xiaoqin's voice was hoarse and quiet, as if she had already regarded herself as a dead man, resolute and resolute, but it was heartbreaking.

Seeing Mo Xiaoqin's generous appearance, Mu Jingyuan grabbed Mo Xiaoqin's arm out of control and said sharply: "Okay, since you miss him like this, I will go with you to see him, so that you can see his true face with your own eyes." ”

Hidden under the side hall of Zhaoyang Hall was an extremely secret secret room that Mu Jingyuan had spent months building. The first purpose of this chamber was to imprison Rumo.

Against the flickering candlelight, Rumo's cheek with a long scar looked even more haggard and pitiful.

He leaned against the cold wall, his hands and feet bound with mahogany ropes, which were only wrapped twice between his wrists and ankles, but he could not break free at all.

Most of the peach arrows left in his body eight days ago had been pulled out, and only a few arrows remained in his body, causing blood to continue oozing from his wounds.

Ji Beihuan squatted in front of him with great interest, holding a peach blossom in full bloom in his hand. He gently stroked the peach blossom onto Rumo's cheek, then left the peach blossom on Rumo's face for a moment, and then slid naturally towards his neck.

Wherever the peach blossoms go, the ink-like skin will automatically burn, and the burnt skin will be covered with bursts of green smoke caused by the burning. He closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and tried his best to lean back to avoid Ji Beihuan's boring torture.

Ever since he was locked up in this secret room, this boring game of using peach blossoms to destroy his skin had happened dozens of times a day, and although he had become accustomed to it, the pain of burning his body was still unbearable for him.

Rumo has always been arrogant in his bones, never saying anything soft, let alone begging in a low voice, so despite all the torture, he never said a word, but his eyes were cold and his attitude was resolute.

"Mr. Mo, this kind of burning taste is very uncomfortable!" Ji Beihuan laughed and said: "I thought that the nine-tailed fox in this world had already become extinct with the collapse of the Void Illusion, but I didn't expect that there would be a purebred nine-tailed black fox like you." ”

Ji Beihuan shook his head, pinched Rumo's chin with his right hand, looked at the scar on his left cheek with a little regret, and said with a wicked smile: "It's a pity that a good skin can give birth to such a long scar, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

"National teacher, national teacher. A little Taoist priest in a Taoist robe hurried to Ji Beihuan and said breathlessly.

"Why is it so urgent?"

"The emperor ordered that this monster be immediately escorted to the bone pool of Dali Temple and immediately executed. ”

Hearing the three words of the bone pool, Ji Beihuan's eyes lit up, his face was excited, he deliberately pressed the wound that had not yet healed, and said with a treacherous smile: "I am quite looking forward to your appearance of turning bones into sand and having no corpse!"

Soon after Ye Ningxiang left, Wei Xun received the emperor's holy decree, saying that in two hours, there would be a vicious criminal who would be punished by turning bones, and asked him to prepare in advance. Because the execution process was shocking and so brutal, this torture was used only once many years ago and was never used again. And the courtyard where the bone pond is held has been closed.

Suddenly hearing that the emperor was going to reactivate this bone pool, Wei Xun was a little busy for a while, and called all the people who could be used to help in the courtyard that had been closed for many years.

Wei Xun and his men carefully untied the wooden board sealed above the bone pool, and the silver-white liquid under the wooden board was like a mirror, and they couldn't see how powerful it was. Looking at this stagnant water, Wei Xun couldn't help but sigh, feeling sorry for the poor man who was about to die here.

When Mu Jingyuan came to Dali Temple, the courtyard used to hold the bone pond had regained its former glory, cold and solemn, but it was magnificent.

What Wei Xun couldn't have imagined was that the two women who followed behind Mu Jingyuan turned out to be Ye Ningxiang and Mo Xiaoqin. Looking at Ye Ningxiang's worried expression and Mo Xiaoqin's red and swollen eyes, a very bad premonition rose in Wei Xun's heart, his face turned white, and his hands became cold due to nervousness.

If only he could ask Ye Ningxiang face-to-face who the person who was going to be executed in the bone pool, he would not be as uncertain and panicked as he is now. However, such an opportunity was never found.

Half an hour later, Ji Beihuan slowly entered the courtyard with a large wooden cage covered with a black cloth, and only gave a cursory salute to Mu Jingyuan, and he couldn't wait to order his subordinates to open the door of the wooden cage, and the wooden cage contained a person.

The man was covered in blood, huddled in a corner of the cage, his limbs were bound by rattan ropes, and his dark red blood and pale face were as terrifying as ghosts and demons.

With the appearance of this person, all the doubts in Wei Xun's heart disappeared, because this person was Rumo, who had been missing for eight days.

Seeing this appearance, Mo Xiaoqin ran towards him like crazy, but as soon as she took a step, her slender wrist was tightly held by Mu Jingyuan, and the strong pressure made her wrist crimson, and the green tendons on the back of her hand burst out.

Mu Jingyuan didn't speak, looking at Mo Xiaoqin's eyes with intense anger and heartache. He ignored Mo Xiaoqin's wrist pain, and the strength of his hand never weakened, and pulled Mo Xiaoqin tightly, preventing her from advancing at all.

Rumo in the cage moved slightly, then moved his legs and arms, and climbed out of the wooden cage with difficulty. was obviously physically and mentally exhausted and covered with injuries, but when he saw Mo Xiaoqin, his cold eyes suddenly flashed with warmth, and the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a shallow smile.

If this kind of laughter was placed on weekdays, Mo Xiaoqin would definitely be happy for several days, but in such a situation, instead of being happy, she was even more emotional, and she knelt on the ground without support, crying and screaming.