It's a long time since the market closed in the dead of night.

Pei Zan is reading a book under the light. Pei Yuanshu is standing beside him, staring at the people who come to report the situation.

"Shizi wandered in front of the inn for a long time. Later, bu Qingyi sent someone to call him into the hall. He was humiliated in front of the public and said that Shizi had always abandoned everything..."

Pei Yuanshu sneered and looked contemptuous: "Dad, what did I say? You shouldn't leave it to him! You see, he didn't know much about the news, but he had a good time flirting with others. Tut, I'm just making a fool of myself, and it's also bringing shame to our Palace - "

" Yuanshu, please be quiet. " Pei Zan impatiently interrupts his son's chattering taunt, and raises his hand to signal his men to continue.

"Shizi was excited by Bu Qingyi, so he packed a room in the inn. I secretly looked through the account book. I actually recorded one hundred Liang for the son of the world for this room and meal. " His hand gulped his saliva. He was afraid that Pei Zan would get angry. He quickly said, "the Marquis of white clothes is also present and has a dispute with Shizi. After the marquis in white left, Shizi went to the room under the bag. There was no one in and out of the room except a waiter who sent food in and out. "

Pei Zan stopped turning the book and looked at the standing candle. He was slightly absent-minded: "has Bu Qingyi never been in? What are these two playing? "

"If you want me to tell you, it's no trick. Pei Mogui ignores your task and goes to hook up with Bu Qingyi, but he doesn't understand it and gets angry. Today, he went there to lose face and money. It was obvious that he was trying to make the woman happy. Unfortunately, he was thrown into the guest room to sleep in a cold bed! "

"I have long felt that the relationship between them is not simple, but I didn't think it would be related to love." Pei Zan put down the book and knocked on the desk with his fingertips, making a clattering sound

The servant was busy and nodded: "keep an eye on it. There are six people on the opposite side of the guest room, the front hall, outside the inn, and the back window of the guest room. They will never miss anything

Pei Zan showed a little reassurance, relaxed back in the chair, slowly closed his eyes.

"Pei Mogui It doesn't matter if he likes Bu Qingyi. As long as he's not stupid enough to help her, I can tolerate him to continue to live in the world. "

Many people believe that there is a love hate relationship between Bu Qingyi and Pei Mogui. Even the friends who stayed in the inn were happy to get together and whispered about what happened to them.

However, no one noticed that Bu Qingyi did not appear in front of the public.

Above the ground, the inn is noisy and full of wine; below the ground, the candle light is quiet and quiet.

"It took so many days to repair and rebuild, not to make the shop more beautiful, but to dig such a secret room in the underground and go up to the guest room on the second floor It's really admirable for the girl Bu's foresight. "

"It's just a fart to prepare for a rainy day. Originally, I wanted to leave it for myself to run for my life, and let you pick it up."

A small table, two glasses of sake and three or four dishes perfectly embellish the unknown meeting between Bu Qingyi and Pei Mogui in the basement.

During the day, bu Qingyi had already found that there were seven people sneaking around all the time, watching her and Pei Mogui at the same time, and specially arranged him in the only room that could lead directly to the basement secret room, just to avoid those people's eyes and ears.

"The play is a bit overdone. I have to be thrown vegetables and eggs when I go out tomorrow." Pei Mo returns to pour wine for bu Qingyi, a bitter smile appears on his face, "in fact, you don't have to do this in order to protect me. In any case, he will doubt me."

Who "he" refers to, the two people tacitly.

Bu Qingyi took a sip of wine and said, "are you the worm in my stomach?"

"Think about it. Your fabricated words are actually meant for others. Let them know that you don't trust me, so that they won't doubt me too much. " With a sigh, Pei Mogui's eyes flickered in the candlelight. "But I didn't expect that you would do these things for me. I thought you didn't believe me at all - don't poke people with chopsticks. It's rude."

Turn a white eye to take back the chopsticks, bu Qingyi picked up a piece of ginger and threw it into Pei Mo's bowl.

Pei Mogui guessed right. She insulted him in public or lied to someone who didn't exist in order to show them. When

was about to speak, but saying nothing, she could not guess who sent the following people. But Pei Mogui's wounds and speeches showed that there was a very deep contradiction and suspicion between the sons and the sons. So, at the same time, she would not be able to tell her who was the eye liner of Pei Mo GUI. Further, we can guess the purpose of Pei Zan's surveillance.

Pei Mogui has met her in private many times, which has aroused his suspicion.

"Don't be too happy. I'm playing this play to create an opportunity to talk to you alone, not to adjust the conflict between your father and son." Bu Qingyi took a chopstick of vegetables and put it in the bowl. She held her cheek in one hand and looked at Pei Mo GUI: "is the word father and son not suitable for you and Pei Zan? You seem to be very taboo about calling him father or father. "Pei Mogui's face changed slightly and soon recovered as usual.

However, for a moment, it has been a strong proof.

Bu Qingyi had no appetite, so he simply put down his chopsticks: "I guess right? Tiger poison doesn't eat your son. Looking at the wound on your body and Pei Yuanshu's attitude towards you, I think the relationship between your father and son is not so simple. "

"Your eyes are not so big. How can you see everything?" Pei Mogui tried to lighten his face in a joke, but his smile was very unnatural.

"I can see a lot more than that, otherwise I would not have brought you here." Bu Qingyi took the glass and bumped it on Pei Mogui's glass. "Pei Zan and his son treated you so harshly, but they made you the deputy leader of Luan Xue Pavilion and sealed the world's son. You were obedient to Pei Zan on the surface, but in private you disobeyed his wish. I'm curious, what on earth do you have in his hands that you can't jump out of his control? "

In the slightly dim light, Pei Mogui didn't speak for a long time. He stuck a glass of wine to his lips until it was cool.

Anyone who is threatened is either weak or weak in the hands of others. Bu Qingyi understands that it's not easy to force Pei Mogui to say his fatal point, so she's not worried at all. She slowly tastes good wine cup by cup.

Finally, when a jar of wine came to the bottom, Pei Mo's lips relaxed slightly.

"Every time girl Bu gets sick, her heart is burning and her whole body is burning. This is caused by the fire and poison. The source of this poison is a rare flower named zhurong. However, zhurong flower is a female flower and cannot grow alone. Wherever there are zhurong flowers, there must be male flowers. But this kind of male flower has the opposite effect. It is extremely cold. The poison made from it is called Xuefu. People poisoned by the snow disaster... "

In the middle of the story, Pei Mogui suddenly stretched out his palm and gently covered the back of Bu Qingyi's hand.

He looked into her eyes, calm, but in her mind despised the waves.

It's cold.

The palm of his hand is not as dry and warm as ordinary people should be, but cold enough to spread into the bone marrow.

"You are poisoned by snow disaster?" Bu Qingyi's hand trembled.

Pei Mogui didn't answer. He took back his palm, lifted the glass again, and put a quiet smile on his lips: "if you ask Pei Zan, he will only tell you that this is a chronic disease in my mother's womb. Every year he has to go to great pains to find all kinds of rare medicinal materials, just to ensure that the medicine given to me will not be stopped."

"Would he be so kind? I just - "

before I finished, bu Qingyi's pupils shrank and suddenly understood something.

Pei Zan only regards Pei Mo as a tool. He has no affection for his father and son at all. How can he rush to find medicine for him? I'm afraid that the so-called medicinal material is the root of Pei Mogui's cold poison?!

Clang.

Bu Qingyi suddenly got up and knocked down the stool.

Her hands were clenched into fists, her knuckles were blue and white, and the silence showed her anger at the moment. Pei Mogui is as calm as if it's none of his business. Yu Guang glimpses the tiny shivering on her body, shakes his head, and reaches out his hand to gently pull her wrist.

"Sit down. Don't be impulsive. "

The coolness of his palm was like a potion, which instantly restrained Bu Qingyi's burning anger. Bu Qingyi took a deep breath. After restraining his emotion, he raised the stool and sat down, but his look was not as calm as before.

It's hard for her to accept that Pei Zan, who used to be the deputy leader of Luan Xue Pavilion, is such a mean and vicious person. What makes her back even colder is that Pei Mogui's Secret reveals another terrible truth, which is also the ultimate answer she is looking for -

zhurong is a rare poisonous flower that coexists with snow disaster. If Pei Zan gives Pei Mogui cold poison, can it be said that Pei Zan was the same person who started the rebellion and poisoned her with the blade quenched with poison ?

Pei Zan.

A traitor who's been hiding for 13 years.

Violent ups and downs of the mood once again hook residual poison, step green clothes forced to press the heart, panting become rapid. Pei Mogui immediately stood up and made a detour behind her. He gently pressed his palm against his back, and a cool internal force slowly injected, slightly suppressing the restless poison of Zhu Rong.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't tell you so directly. I'm afraid you can't hold on." Pei Mogui sighed helplessly and poured out the remaining half cup of wine in front of Bu Qingyi, "don't drink the wine. You go back and have a rest. You can talk about it in the morning

Bu Qingyi clenched his teeth and glared back at him: "I don't know if you've changed your mind tomorrow morning!"

"What do you want? Are you going to spend the night with me in such a small secret room in the middle of the night? I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet. Please don't harm my innocence. "

"Pei Mogui, let me gouge out the cold poison for you. Really, if I go down with a sword, you won't have to suffer any more. " The sword in Bu Qing's sleeve hit the table with a thump.

"If you want my heart, just say it. Don't be so euphemistic."

"If you want your skin to be more practical, it's thicker than fox fur."

Originally serious and dignified topic somehow turned into a bickering, two people are you a I a rely on the mouth to fight high and low, the entrance of the chamber of Secrets suddenly came a burst of rapid footsteps. Bu Qingyi and Pei Zan look at the entrance, and the related figure soon comes into our eyes."Princess, something happened up there!" He turned pale and looked flustered. "A group of people came to the Dongyang palace. They had to go into his Highness's room. Nanzhu was fighting with them!"