C11 The Tide of Ghosts and Ghosts Raises

Meng Zixian walked around the street a few times and found that the imperial court didn't have any curfew. The street was bustling as usual and the small vendors' shouts and shouts could be heard incessantly.

She had always been a gluttonous person, so she couldn't help but buy some hot steamed buns. However, just as she was about to eat, it started to rain, so she could only pack them up and return.

However, he never would have thought that the moment he returned to his residence, he would hear some strange sounds. As the wind blew, thick killing intent was hidden within the movements of the grass and wind.

Sensing that something was wrong, Meng Zixian jumped onto the roof, looking for the source of her killing intent.

She followed him all the way to this room. When she pushed open the door and saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but be stunned.

With a slight frown, his gaze swept across her body. She was truly a beauty! As a woman, she felt inferior.

After slightly restraining her desire for more, Meng Zixian coughed lightly. She then noticed the ugly expression on Song Que's face: "Why is Ni Chang with you?"

"Why is she here you don't know?"

Song Que unhappily pushed away the dress. He casually grabbed the head and tied it behind his back. Then, he picked up the clothes on the ground and covered Ni Chang's body once again.

After tidying up his messy clothes, Song Qi turned around and looked at Meng Zixian, asking, "Where is your Gu?"

Meng Zixian suddenly realized that she was the one controlling Rainbow Skirt. It seemed that Song Qi had misunderstood her.

She put down the cloth bag on the table, then took out the puppet Gu and handed it to Song Qi.

"I'm not that bored. It's the middle of the night and I've already asked a girl to fight you bare-chested."

Song Qi lifted the lid of the puppet Gu and took a look. The queen bug was lying inside, not moving at all.

The expression in her eyes changed, it seemed like Meng Zixian didn't instruct her to do so?

The two of them looked at each other. Meng Zixian slightly narrowed her eyes. In the blink of an eye, the two of them simultaneously thought of the woman in the light pink dress.

"It seems like Ni Chang is not here to be your spy, but to kill you. Master Song, you were not careful when making friends. "

Meng Zi let out a soft sigh and walked up to Ni Chang. She gently lifted the clothes covering her body. Ni Chang's clothes seemed to have fallen asleep again. She weakly fell to the ground with her eyes closed.

She helped Ni Chang put on her clothes, then stood up and turned around to face Song Lianhe.

"But you're really calm."

Meng Zi gently laughed. Her laugh was as crisp and lively as a sprinkling of jade.

Song Que stretched out his finger and gently opened the cloth bag Meng Zixian put on the table. He saw the steaming hot steamed bun inside. He froze on the spot and his mouth twitched.

While he was fighting with the puppets here, Meng Zixian was taking a stroll outside?

He looked up at Meng Zixian with a helpless expression.

"You insisted on staying Rainbow Skirt. Now that you have stirred up trouble, why don't you just watch by the side?" Don't forget she's yours now. "

"Yeah, it's a pity that she doesn't seem to be useful to me. This Gu seems to be fake." It seems like Ni Chang is unable to defeat you and cannot kill you to obtain the antidote. What a pity. "

Meng Zixian did not pretend to be stupid. She tilted her head and smiled at him.

"You want to continue bringing such a scourge into the palace?"

How is this possible? Meng Zixian secretly rolled her eyes at him. She was really hungry and could not resist the temptation of the fragrance. She walked up to the table and picked up the fried meat bun.

It was only when the man's face became darker and darker that Meng Zijing swallowed his food and spoke again, "Those who can't control themselves can't use them. My lord, you should know that very well. Otherwise, you wouldn't poison me."

Song Que didn't say anything. He had to admit that Meng Zi was smarter than the original body he sent to the palace.

"Meng Zixian" from before had a delicate personality, but her intelligence was lacking. But now, this Meng Zixian was smart, and her mouth wasn't going to let people off.

If he could really make this kind of person work for him, his future path would be much easier.

"What are you going to do with Ni Chang?" Meng Zixian held two steamed buns in her hands as her mouth was filled with food. She said in a slurred voice, "I originally wanted to take her in because I pitied her for her life. Unfortunately, it seems that I can't do anything about it now."

Song Que saw how she ate and frowned. Where did this girl go that was as gentle and reserved as a woman, comparable to Chen Huai Zhi.

"The mastermind must have known about the failure of the assassination attempt and that he had been exposed. Who knows where he might be escaping to now."

Song Que thought of the chancellor who had been trying to get close to him all day. He thought he was just an easy target, but he didn't expect him to be so ambitious.

Send someone to assassinate him? Then he would have to play with this minister.

"I will bring Ni Chang to deliver them." Song Que narrowed his beast-like eyes, which shined with a dangerous light.

"To the person who wants to kill you?" Meng Zixian swallowed the bun in his mouth and said without hesitation.

Song Que nodded his head: "You are quite smart."

"So what if he's agile? He's still being used under someone else's roof." Meng Zi smiled and took out the rest of the steamed bun in her bag, giving it to Song Que.

"This steamed bun is pretty delicious. I just bought it. Eat it while it's still hot." In order to maintain the temperature, I flew all the way back. "

Song Que looked at the hot meat in her hand and hesitated.

He didn't particularly like meat and rarely ate meat buns, but he knew that this steamed bun was quite a distance away from his house.

The fact that Meng Zixian was able to keep this heat and bring the steamed buns back showed how good her qinggong was.

After a few seconds, Song Que took the meat bag from Meng Zijue: "Since your Qing Gong is so good, do you not want to run away?"

"Flee?" Meng Zi stopped chewing on the steamed bun. A bitter smile appeared on her face.

"And then let you kill me with poison? There is only one couple of pills for each pill, and the poison and the antidote are complementary to each other. Even if I were to dig three feet into the ground to search for a divine doctor, it would not be able to save me. "

"It's good that you know."

Song Que put the bun next to his mouth and took a small bite. Meng Zixian was eating a bun and glanced at Song Que.

He was just about to chew, but Song Que spat out the meat bun he just ate.

"What is it? You don't like it? " Meng Zixian's smile disappeared as he innocently blinked his large eyes. He stared at him and said, "I spent a lot of energy to bring it back. You can't not appreciate it …"

"You're grateful enough to kill me?"

After interrupting Meng Zixian, Song Qi glanced at her coldly.

Meng Zixian was speechless. It seemed like this old fox had already discovered that she had drugged Steamed Bun.

After eating all the harmless steamed buns in her hands, she smiled: "Master Song is really an old fox. My daughter is impressed. "If one's martial arts is inferior, it is impossible to use medicine …"

Meng Zixian's eyes suddenly lit up. His innocent smile became a bit crafty. In an instant, he looked like a reincarnated demon fox and his smile was intoxicating and terrifying.

"Is Master Song's weakness the Concubine Jing?"

As soon as he said that, Song Qi's eyes became serious and she waved her sleeves.

A strong force that caused people to tremble directly struck towards Meng Zi. Meng Zi's eyes were wide open as she raised her sleeves to resist, but her body was still blown away like a broken kite, fiercely smashing into the wall.

With a "wow", he spat out a mouthful of thick blood. His internal organs were all twisted in pain.

Song Que slowly walked up and squatted down. He raised his hand to grab Meng Zixian's chin, forcing her to look at him.

"Speak, what are you planning?"

Meng Zixian coughed out some blood. His lips were even paler. The blood dripped onto Song Que's white sleeves.

She gently wiped away the blood on the corner of her mouth and broke into a smile, "I know, the weakness of being able to serve others is that they're an Imperial Concubine Jing."

"Everything you've done wasn't actually for your own power, or perhaps to overthrow the current emperor's power, but for the sake of the Imperial Concubine, right?"

"If she was a spy like me, you wouldn't have been so gentle with her, and you wouldn't have had such a huge reaction."

Song Que didn't argue. His warm face gradually became cold: "So what if I am?"