Chapter 123

Mo Xiaoyan thought that she might be the worst crossing woman ever.

First, she was beaten for the first time since she was born. She finally escaped to Wenting. She wanted to seek spiritual comfort and discuss a solution together. However, the man who had always been obedient to her suddenly blackened, and the man's gaze made her hair stand on end.

But different from Xie Liancheng, Wenting didn't treat her well.

Mo Xiaoyan only thought that he was "jealous", so he would "threaten" her to dig her eyes.

Now she could only hypnotize herself in this way.

She lived here in Wenting for a long time. Xie Liancheng didn't let anyone call her.

Mo Xiaoyan's nervous tension relaxed, touched the pillow to sleep in the past, also did not have the mind "to have fun.".

In the middle of the night, she was in a trance and heard a few shrill crows.

Mo Xiaoyan was tossed by Xie Liancheng, extremely sensitive to the sound, subconsciously opened his eyes. There was only an oil lamp in front of the bed, which reflected the dim shadow of the gauze curtain.

A slender figure stood in the room, fingers like a piece of white paper, lit the candle, and threw it into the white porcelain bowl.

What's Wenting doing when he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night?

Rubbing his head, Mo Xiaoyan was about to open his mouth when he took out a stack of yellow paper.

This, this is paper money?

Mo Xiaoyan was frightened to urinate after seeing it clearly.

She then smelled that the room was filled with pungent incense.

The man burned the nether money in an orderly way, grabbed the soil from the red sandalwood box, and sprinkled it from the house to the door.

"Li General... "

The tone was so long that it seemed to be calling someone's name.

With the doors and windows open, Mo Xiaoyan saw the pale and desolate moonlight, and the man wore a nearly plain white sacrificial dress, revealing a strange and terrifying atmosphere.

Mo Xiaoyan is going crazy.

She doesn't want to be here, she wants to go home!

She planned to sneak away, but her toes did not touch the ground. Suddenly, there was a lot of light in front of her. The man lifted the gauze curtain and held the big porcelain bowl in one hand. His long hair, as black as embroidered satin, glowed blue in the candlelight.

"Lord, you are awake."

Wenting chuckled, "you didn't eat anything at night. You must be thirsty." He handed the porcelain bowl to her. Mo Xiaoyan looked inside. The water was yellow, and there were some burning paper scraps and ashes under it.

The woman's scalp was numb, and she laughed a few times, "no, I, um --"

Wen Ting's expression remained unchanged, holding her chin and pouring it down.

Mo Xiaoyan's nose spouts liquid, which is extremely sour.

"Bah, bah..."

Waiting for Wenting to move her hand, Mo Xiaoyan tried to spit out the paper ash in her mouth.

Wenting put out his hand to cover her mouth, eyes suddenly became cold, "swallow."

"If you do not, I will send you back to the king's husband."

His fine fingers were hooked and his hair was broken, which was indescribably good-looking.

Unintentional male Mo Xiaoyan almost shed tears.

"Wenting, you, how can you become like this..."

He wasn't like that before.

Mo Xiaoyan's heart raised a strange guess: the people in this palace are not all evil?

Xie Liancheng is like this, so is Wenting.

What did she do wrong to punish her like this?

No, it should be said that since the "guy" came, this group of men has become strange. But why should she carry the pot on her own?

Mo Xiaoyan felt very unconvinced. She even wanted to catch the soul and beat her.

But now she was in a state of helplessness and did not know where to start.

Does she want to tell others that she shares a body with another soul? Don't talk nonsense. If she dares to say so, she will be pulled out every minute and burned alive as heresy.

Mo Xiaoyan thought of the consequences, or bite teeth to endure.

Anyway, it will be dawn soon after a while, and it will be "she" who will take over the body.

However, Mo Xiaoyan forgot that she had not changed her body with Lin Lang for three days.

Holding a "beautiful" idea, Mo Xiaoyan forced fear to sleep in the same bed with Wenting, stiff body, and finally survived until dawn.

But she was conscious.

Mo Xiaoyan almost didn't cry.

When will such a miserable day come to an end?

She was suffering in Wenting's side, and she felt very scared every night.

Incense wax, paper money, peach wood, grave soil, rooster, these things actually appear in the same room. How can a girl who is afraid of ghosts calm down?

"Lord, you are thirsty. Drink this quickly."Wenting also brought up a bowl of water, and the smell of blood rushed to her face.

Mo Xiaoyan has been numb, teeth knock along the bowl, swallowing.

"The Lord is so good." The man gently covered the brocade quilt for her, "it's late at night, the Lord has a good rest." Then he walked out of the inner room, opened the door and went out.

Wenting came to the center of the courtyard, and the moonlight brightened the snow. He closed his cloak.

"Will it fail this time?" The man said to himself.

He not only knew that there were two people living in the prince's body, but also knew that there was a soul who was a general of the former dynasty, which he overheard by passing through the corridor once.

The person I like is an iron and blood general. He is not surprised by her identity at all.

Wen Ting can see that from her posture, pace and the way of speaking, there is a strong and strong demeanor everywhere. He could not forget the scalding temperature when she taught him to write on those nights, when the palm wrapped around the back of his hand.

Just ah, the more I like it, the more jealous I am.

He wanted to monopolize her.

Once the idea comes out, it can't stop.

Wenting was still waiting for her to come here patiently at first, but since Wang Fu was ill, she did not come here again. What she saw later was her intimate figure with Xiaodao.

In the palace, he and Xiaodao's family background and fate are most similar, and they are very close.

I don't know when, the relationship gradually alienated.

Perhaps it is because he and the other party are very clear that once the same love object appears in the friendship, no matter how strong the fortress will turn into smoke.

Xiaodao has become so stupid that he can't even recognize him. Does this mean that his opportunity has come?

Sneak in, despicable as it was, he wanted to fight for it.

Even with some dirty tricks.

He carelessly fiddled with the blooming branches of flowers, and the snow rustled down, moistening the corners of his clothes.

If only the spoony bug worked.

Let the general belong to him forever.

Wenting outside the house is scheming, and the woman in the house has another idea.

Wenting didn't sleep with her these nights and didn't know what was going on until dawn.

Mo Xiaoyan's eyes become a little brighter, and she nests in the quilt for a while. She is sure that the person has gone far away. She gets up all the time, puts some jewelry into her belt, and jumps out of the window quickly.

She must leave this strange palace!

The welfare of being a king is really good, but it is only compared with the past. These days, she was afraid, a small life almost went to the majority, almost did not get a depression.

After living here for a year, Mo Xiaoyan had a thorough understanding of the terrain of the palace, avoided the patrol guard and came to a remote courtyard.

She came across a narrow dog hole.

Out of some other caution, she didn't tell anyone else.

Mo Xiaoyan pulled out the weeds, through the dog hole to see the street covered by the moon outside, joy, excitement suddenly rushed to her heart.

She's finally free from this!

Mo Xiaoyan can't wait to drill her head in.

One of my legs was pulled before I climbed two steps.

"Lord, where are you going in the middle of the night?" A cold male voice came from behind.

Mo Xiaoyan really cried this time.

It was Yan Bo night who caught her. He could not struggle. The man directly carried the man back to the yard where he lived.

Compared with the previous two people, he seems to be more "normal", neither abusing her with a whip like Xie Liancheng, nor burning paper money to sprinkle loess in the late night.

Mo Xiaoyan was nervous for several days, and later saw that he did not have any "movement". Her tormented little heart could finally take a breath.

However, the patience of the other side is exhausted in the waiting day after day.

"Shua --"

his sword came out of the sheath and crossed the woman's neck.

Mo Xiaoyan peeled the peach and rolled to the ground.

"You, it's almost time to go back?" He was a little grumpy. "Get her out of here!"

"You, what are you talking about?" Mo Xiaoyan took a deep breath and warned herself to be calm. She must not show her horse's feet. "There is no other person here." She said with an affected composure.

Yan Bo night carried the sword, "what do you still install up to now?" He sneered, "there's another person in the body, don't you know? You can't even cheat Dong Xiaodao with your poor acting skills. Do you want to cheat me

Mo Xiaoyan was stunned.

What does he mean by that?

Does everybody know about it?

All of a sudden, I.Q. dropped off the line of the female Lord adult figured out a little. I can't believe it. Looking at the frosty Yan thin night, "are you all hiding from me?"

"So what?" Yan Bo Ye said lazily."So you slept with her?" Mo Xiaoyan couldn't help screaming.

Because of her fear of death, Mo Xiaoyan is sorry for her men. She has never told them about the existence of another person. And that kind of intimate thing, she can only open one eye and close one eye, comfort oneself to say, after all, also use own body.

But if they clearly know that the other party is not her, but still want to do that kind of thing, for Mo Xiaoyan, it is no different from betrayal.

"Isn't it normal to do what you like with someone you like?" Yan Bo night glanced at her, but he didn't feel embarrassed. In fact, he was fed up with the king who was nothing but considerate.

Once a person has a contrast, it is easy to be eccentric.

Yan Bo night readily admitted his empathy.

He really likes the stronger.

It's better to leave this kind of soft prince to other people.

"You How can you do this! " Mo Xiaoyan blushed and trembled with anger, "Yan Bo Ye, don't make a mistake. I am your wife's master and the woman who married you in the door! But you're cheating on me I will never forgive you... "

"Oh."

The man just said coldly, "instead of saying that it's useless, you'd better let her out as soon as possible, otherwise --"

he smiles at her, like the sun after the ice melts.

"Kill you."