Chapter 90

It rained heavily at night. There was no thunder or lightning. It was so silent and fierce that it blocked the sight and cut off many people's steps.

It seems that there was only one person in the whole emperor that night, wandering and searching in the empty street like a ghost.

It's clear in the early days and it's bright.

Cui Fang puts the food down in a hurry and turns around to go out, but he is stopped by Mo Changting.

"Don't look for them. Give them a chance to be alone."

Cui Fang hesitated and put down his oil paper umbrella: "Mr. Mo, do you think Do you think Mr. Mogui can find the chief? It's been a whole night To tell you the truth, the cabinet leader doesn't follow common sense. One by one, she has strange ideas in her mind. I always feel that no one can guess what she thinks and what she wants to do. "

"If Mogui has a problem finding her, there's no need to worry about them." Mo Changting didn't sleep all night, but his eyes were still calm. "Love is not so simple. Is it a natural marriage or a deep love or just a wishful love We bystanders can't intervene in these things. "

Cui Fang scratched his head and muttered to himself, "I don't think you interfered too much yesterday..."

"Because I'm nosy!" Mo Changting smiles and has a sunny face.

Many years ago, Gu Chaoxi once said that Mohist men seem to have an innate talent. No matter what the situation is, they will not lose their light, but also show their hope to others.

But no one has ever asked, what is the heart of the Mohist family when they are lost and encourage others not to give up? Really do not feel despair, not tired, always know what to do?

There are only two words for Mo GUI to answer this question.

Bullshit.

He didn't know what the unreliable father was like. All he knew was that he was very tired now. After running all night, he was physically and mentally tired, but he couldn't stop.

Not because of hope, but because of worry, or some unspeakable obsession.

After searching most of the capital, I couldn't find Bu Qingyi's Mo GUI. It was only when the rain stopped that I suddenly remembered that besides the house and inn, there was another place she was most likely to go. In spite of his wet body, he pulled out his feet, turned over the square door and jumped over the city wall, which made his body ache. During that time, he bought a bad horse from the farmer's home at a high price, and finally arrived at the last place of hope at daybreak.

The imperial mausoleum.

It's only after the heavy rain that the people guarding the mausoleum haven't had time to clean it. There's water all over the place. There's a few broken leaves floating on it.

Through countless paths, Mo GUI can find his destination with his eyes closed. It's just different from the past. The closer he gets, the more nervous he is, rather than the excited expectation he once had.

If Bu Qingyi is not here, where else can I find her?

He kept thinking about it.

Fortunately, when he finally got close to the lonely tombstone, his sight told him that this trip was not in vain - Bu Qingyi was curling up and sleeping against Gu's tombstone.

Mo GUI subconsciously takes a light step and walks silently to the tombstone. He squatted down slowly, looking at the familiar face with closed eyes, smiling on the face full of rain. However, his smile didn't last long. When he gently called her name and tried to wake her up, Mo GUI suddenly began to panic.

"Green clothes? Green clothes He flustered to hold up her head, more loudly called her name, but her eyes are not willing to open, also don't give him a little bit of response.

It rained all night. Did she just sit here and get drenched all night?

This stupid woman!

Mo GUI was completely flustered. He held her in his arms and touched her forehead. The burning heat made him shiver.

Hot. It's very hot.

Bu Qingyi closed her eyes and didn't know anything about her. Her face looked haggard and sickly. Her body was as soft as if she had been taken away by someone. Mogui looks around, but after all, this is the imperial mausoleum that ordinary people are not allowed to enter. Apart from the people guarding the mausoleum, where can I see half a figure?

The tomb keeper, who belongs to the family, should still be sleeping in a tomb at this time.

Mo GUI grits his teeth and picks up Bu Qingyi. He plans to take her out of the imperial mausoleum and ride her back to the capital.

He is a martial arts practitioner. He can lift the tripod with both arms. It's no wonder that he can hold up the thin Bu Qingyi. However, he forgot that he was also a person who had been caught in the rain all night. Bu Qingyi's forehead was hot, so why not him? Just as I stood up with Bu Qingyi in my arms, my knees seemed to be heavily kicked. I couldn't help bending and kneeling on one knee with a bang.

The weight of the two big living people was beyond the knee's ability. When they knelt down to the ground, the sharp pain burst out in a flash. The pain made the ink return and the breath cool.

This time, I'm afraid it's a serious injury.

The vibration made Bu Qingyi's head slightly side, his nose close to the ink chest, and the hot temperature stuck to the skin through his wet clothes, which made him feel uncomfortable. Mo GUI expected that she was very ill and did not dare to neglect. After a pause, she gritted her teeth and stood up again.At the beginning, in order to keep secret, Gu Chaoxi's tombstone was located far away from the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, and he had to take a cup of tea at a normal pace. At this time, Mo GUI's knee was injured, and he was tired of taking another step in his arms. Naturally, his speed slowed down a lot. When he limped to the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, it was already two quarters of an hour later.

Originally thought that out of the imperial mausoleum can save a lot of trouble, step green clothes on horseback can save a lot of effort. But once out of the mausoleum, Mo GUI looked at the empty ground and sighed with sadness.

That stupid and stupid horse, his only means of success, ran away.

Looking up at the cloudy day and planning another heavy rain, Mo GUI hesitated for a moment, and then decided to walk back on his own two legs. It would save a lot of effort to go back to the imperial mausoleum and find the guardian for help, but the guardian is not a doctor, and it might be some time before he asked them to help find ma.

He can wait, but bu Qingyi can't.

The imperial mausoleum is several miles away from the capital. In order to prevent people from disturbing it, there was no post road, only a horse road, so it was inconvenient to walk on both legs. The potholes of water after the rain made it even more difficult for Mo GUI to walk.

In this way, we can walk from sunrise to noon.

The guards at the gate of the capital city are the same team we have seen before. In the distance, a man came with a woman in his arms. The mud was ridiculous, and the guards laughed at each other. When they came to them, they recognized that they were Wang Shizi of Dongyang and Princess Qingxiang. They were so stupid that they rushed to help each other.

Mo GUI's clothes were already wet, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or rain the night before. In addition, light rain began to float in the sky at this time. It was even more confusing.

"Your Highness Shizi, go to the drum tower for shelter from the rain and drink some hot tea. I'll send someone to the Dongyang palace to report it!" The guard held two umbrellas in his hands, one hanging on the head of Mo GUI, the other shielding Bu Qingyi, who was still unconscious.

Mo GUI didn't even have the strength to speak. He could only nod his head and walk into the drum tower wearily, but he refused to sit down at the table to have a rest. He had to stay by Bu Qingyi, who was half leaning against the corner of the wall.

Someone was sent there to inform them. Several off duty guards here were busy making tea and delivering water. In private, they pointed out to the two people in the room where they couldn't see. In the past, rumors of an affair between Wang Shizi of Dongyang and Princess Qingxiang made a storm all over the city. Later, they had their own engagement and repentance. It can be said that it was a rare Zhumen opera, and now they have their own Seeing them behave so intimately, they have carried out numerous rumors that have been refuted and brought up. They are indeed full of topics.

"Qingyi, can you hear me?" In the dim corner, Mo GUI held Bu Qingyi's hand tightly and called her name in a hoarse voice.

Bu Qingyi's face was worse than before. He coughed in his sleep from time to time. Although it could prove that she was still alive, it made Mo GUI more worried.

After about a quarter of an hour, he went to find a guard and turned back, with a happy look on his face: "Your Highness, guess what? What a coincidence! Hey! I'm two blocks away from the palace. I ran into Liu Xiaowei. As soon as I said you and the princess were here, Liu Xiaowei immediately went back to call someone. I guess they'll come soon. Maybe we'll have time to talk. "

After listening to the guard's words, Mo GUI didn't let go, but took a deep breath and fell into a state of tension.

Liu Xiaowei, the guard, is really a member of the Dongyang palace, and he is another trusted subordinate of Pei Zan under the light of Lu Guoguang.

No matter whether Pei Zan was relieved from the attack or not, the break-up between them must have been well-known in Luan Xue Pavilion. Liu Xiaowei said that he was bringing people here, but naturally he didn't come to help. I'm afraid that a group of people and killers had gathered at this time, and they were running towards the heads of him and bu Qingyi.

Without saying a word, Mo GUI immediately picked up Bu Qingyi again. Regardless of the guard's bewilderment, he turned and walked out of the drum tower.

Before he stepped out, he saw Liu Xiaowei, a hundred steps away, coming to the drum tower with a group of murderous people.

"Is there a back door here?" Mo GUI returns to the door and grabs the guard.

"No, no, this is a drum tower. What do you want the back door for?" The guard was startled and even more puzzled.

Mo GUI didn't have time to explain. Instead, he held his back and gave in. Green clothes fell on his back. Then he took out his soft sword and put it in his hand. He looked coldly at the door of the drum tower.

It's the only way out for him and bu Qingyi.

"No, what's the matter? Your highness, are you dazed? That's Liu Xiaowei in your family! " The guard Zhang Er monk can't figure it out. For a moment, he looks at Mo GUI who is full of killing intention. For a moment, he looks forward to Liu Xiaowei and others who are getting closer and closer.

Just as the guards turned back and forth, Liu Xiaowei and others had arrived at the door.

With Bu Qingyi on his back and injuries all over his body, can he fight against them in this state? Mo GUI is not sure at all.

Ten steps Five steps Three steps a step.

Liu Xiaowei's shadow has already fallen on the ground at the entrance of the drum tower.

Mo GUI held his breath.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way, I'm here to pick up our son! " Suddenly, Liu Xiaowei's angry voice sounded outside the door, as if someone had stopped him.Mo GUI is slightly a Leng, the movement slightly Dun, hear a some familiar voice coldly spread.

"The drum tower is an important part of the imperial court. How can outsiders enter it at will? I want to find Pei Mogui and go back to your palace. "

Hearing this refutation, Mo GUI relaxed completely.

A rolling word vividly shows the identity of the person who stopped Liu Xiaowei outside the door. In the whole world, there is only one person who dares to dislike Dongyang palace, especially Mogui.

After a few words of dispute, there was a sound of weapons. After a while, there was no sound, but Liu Xiaowei and others left.

Then, a figure appeared at the door.

"Come out. I'll take you back. "

Wei