Chapter 765

Xiao Qingqian didn't answer. His face was as heavy as ink.

Wei Qing has no choice but to go to the dining room with Xiao Qingqian patiently.

Xiao Qingqian didn't see Moqi, so he tightened his eyebrows for a few minutes.

"What about Moqi?"

"Probably with Willy!"

Xiao Qingqian nodded and helped her to fill the soup. "Drink more soup to make up for your health."

Wei Qing nodded, but his eyes glanced at his sleeve from time to time.

Xiao Qingqian eyes deep, light cough, "if you continue like this, I directly lost the needle."

Wei Qing naturally wants to believe that Xiao Qingqian is absolutely not talking about it. She purses her lower lip, "OK, OK, I'm wrong."

If it is lost, I don't know when the next needle will be made.

Watching her drink a bowl of soup, and eat a lot, his tight face is finally relieved a bit.

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Near the snack bar.

Moqi and Wei Lai lie on the roof, waiting for sun Maochang to appear.

However, little by little, sun Maochang did not show up.

Mo Qi turned to look at Wei Lai, the eyes seem to say: you are not lying to me, right?

The look on Wei Lai's face suddenly collapsed, "I will not do that kind of tasteless thing, and so on."

Sun Maochang has just been sentenced to war. If he didn't have full hatred in his heart, how could he go to buy kerosene?

It certainly does not conform to common sense to buy kerosene but not use it.

"Wait a minute." Wei Lai stretched his mouth and squeezed out three words.

Just when the candles of all the families went out and the lights of the snack shop went out, a stealthy figure appeared.

Mo Qi and Wei Lai hold their breath at the same time and stare at the figure on guard.

Sun Maochang, carrying a jar of kerosene in his hand, endured the pain and hobbled to the snack shop.

Daniel left the snack shop in the evening. Now there are only Shen Yueju and Nannan in it.

Sun Maochang's facial features are ferocious, and he drizzles the fire oil on the door. When he is about to throw out the fire fold in his hand, a sharp internal force strikes his wrist. His hand trembles in pain, and the fire fold falls to the ground.

He twisted his eyebrows, and Mori's eyes quickly looked around him, squinting dangerously.

"Who?"

Mo Qi jumped directly in front of him, cold eyes with Li color, so straight looking at him.

"Sun Maochang, the emperor is merciful. He left you a dog's life, but you don't cherish it. In that case, don't blame heaven for not keeping you!" Ink chess looks solemn, five fingers into claws, toward sun Maochang attack.

Sun Maochang's eyes were full of fear. He stepped back half a step and was about to run away. However, he was held on his shoulder by Moqi. With one effort, he fell to the ground again like a chicken.

"Ah --"

His buttocks touched the ground, and the pain was severe. This time, he showed his teeth and cried.

Moqi, like Shura climbing up from hell, walked towards him quickly.

At this time, sun Maochang did not care about the pain from Hougu. He got up and was about to run.

Unexpectedly, Wei Lai appeared behind him.

Before the ink chess, after Wei Lai, sun Maochang knew that this time he was thoroughly planted.

"Why help Shen Yueju?"

He really doesn't understand.

"Because Shen Yueju is kind-hearted, but you are not good at it!" Words fall, ink chess toward his fingers pop up an internal force, his whole body rigid as a stone carving, "Wei Lai, take the evidence to Beijing Zhaofu."

Wei Lai nodded, and the two men took sun Maochang to Jingzhao mansion.

The witness and material evidence were all there, and Xiao Qingqian himself explained it. Of course, Jing Zhaoyin didn't dare to wait and soon began to hear the case.

After a busy night, Moqi was a little hungry.

Wei Lai suddenly took out two sweet potatoes from his sleeve and said with a smile, "find a place to roast and eat?"

Mo Qi is anxious to go back to tell Wei Qing about it, and goes forward with a gloomy face.

Wei Lai was a little angry and quickly blocked her way. "I'm talking to you. Why do you always like this?"

Although he had already made psychological preparations, he knew that it was very difficult to move Moqi. However, Moqi was always so cold and made him feel uncomfortable. It was like a thorn across the spine, which hurt badly.

"I always do."

The implication is that if you can't accept it, then you should stay away from me.

Wei Lai's breath was stagnant and he gritted his teeth.

"Moqi, I just like you. Don't think that I will give up!"

Such straightforward and hot words all pierce into the eardrum, which brings a gust of wind in the heart of Moqi.

She took a deep breath and clenched her hands on the sides of her legs.

"Wei Lai, I said, three steps away from me in the future!"

Then she went forward without stopping.

Wei Lai stares at her farther and farther back and shouts: "even if you go back now, the princess will go to bed already!"

"That's my business, and..." Moqi pauses again, but he doesn't look back. I'm afraid that once he looks back and sees his injured appearance, he will feel soft, "and I just hate to be with you. Please be a little self-conscious!"

"You --"

Wei Lai was so angry that he almost spat out blood.

Mo Qi's feet point to the ground and quickly plunder toward the direction of the Chu palace. Wei Lai stands there like a statue with all his soul emptied.

Until the line is far away, can no longer feel Wei Lai's eyes, ink chess just stopped.

Here is the tuyere, she stood against the wind, such as the wind on her face, make her completely calm down.

When she returned to the palace of the king of Chu, Wei Lai had not come back. She knew that Wei Qing and Xiao Qingqian had already rested at this time, so she simply combed and laid down.

In the middle of the night, a shadow suddenly appeared on the window paper. Dark Wei's accomplishment and alertness made her open her eyes quickly.

A pair of sharp eyes, showing a sharp light, such as a knife like blade like locking the door.

With a "creak", the door was pushed open, and the smell of roasted sweet potato floated in the air.

Mo Qi twisted her eyebrow, not as much as she thought, and stepped in with one foot. She gripped the bearer's shoulder with a "click", followed by a shrill scream, which spread far away in the silent night.

"Why are you?" Mo Qi's face was unbelievable.

Wei Lai has been in pain inverted suction cool air, "broken, arm to break!"

Ink chess suddenly a Leng, quickly released the hand.

At the same time, other bodyguards came, and the candle made them both raise their hands to cover their eyes.

"Miss Moqi, what happened?"

Mo Qi is a little embarrassed, "nothing, just suddenly heard something, so... Sorry to disturb you."

"It's nothing, but how does it smell like roasted sweet potato?" Someone has a sharp nose, he asked.