Chapter 130:
Mo Dai didn't expect the man in white to make a sudden move, the hand holding her throat was icy cold, every inch of cold air seeped into her skin from her neck, making her shiver involuntarily.
"Master, if you have something to say, how can you do it?" Mo Dai struggled to make a sound, while waving his sleeves as if struggling. Almost instantly, the man in white shirt let go of his hand and suddenly backed away from Mo Dai. One foot away.
"Mo Daxi, you are quite capable, but you actually poisoned me?" The man in white shirt sneered.
Mo Dai coughed and said calmly: "Master, I have to do it as a last resort. I have seniors and subordinates, and even if I don't do it for myself, I have to cherish my life for the ten or so members of my family."
"Hmph, glib! Did Mu Qianche give you your poison?"
"No, it's a friend." Modai said flatly, since the man in the white shirt is not friendly to her, she doesn't need to turn her hot face against him. When she came, Gui Yi gave her several kinds of poisons for self-defense. Basically, as long as she waved her sleeves, the person in front of her would immediately lose consciousness. Of course she would not die, but would fall asleep for an hour or two. However, the man in the white shirt has a relatively high level of morality, so he dodged the swipe just now.
Mo Dai walked to Qiong Qing's side again and stood still, reached out to hold his hand, and found that he was already holding a dagger in his other hand, presumably he wanted to use the dagger to stab the man in white shirt.
Qiongqing held onto Mo Dai's hand instead, and his heart was strangled along with Mo Dai's neck for a moment, even the resistance was self-abuse, he suddenly thought of hurting someone. Only now did he realize the importance of Modai in his heart. He might accept his fate if he wanted his life, but he would definitely go all out if he wanted his life!
"Is Mu Qianche alright?" the man in white shirt asked, his tone softened.
"Very good, but he often mentions Master. If Master is free to travel, go and see him too. He is in Luling Town now!"
"Who will have time to see him? I'm very busy!" The white-clothed man said displeasedly. Only then did Modai and Qiongqing realize that there was a big bundle on a broken wooden couch behind him. Something, showing a strange shape.
Noticing that Mo Dai and Qiong Qing had been staring at his baggage, the white-clothed man's tone became colder: "What are you looking at?" He pushed his baggage back on purpose as he spoke. There was a clanging sound of something colliding, it sounded like bottles and cans or something.
Mo Dai and Qiong Qing looked at each other, Mo Dai blinked, and there was a guess in her heart, but she couldn't say it rashly, because seniors are usually very face-saving: "Master, why did you appear in the cold palace?"
When Mu Qianche mentioned the figure of Master to her, she automatically imagined him as an extraterrestrial expert like the idle clouds and wild cranes, but now the man in the white shirt is undoubtedly the master himself. It is also absolutely unpredictable, but when she speaks, she is like a choking red pepper, and if she says something that doesn't suit him, she will pinch her.
Moreover, if she guessed correctly, the reason why he appeared in the palace was actually to "borrow something", and this cold palace was his temporary place to stay.
"Of course I wandered here to rest, so why did you appear in the cold palace? Don't think I didn't see you, you appeared suddenly!" The man in white shirt stared at Modai, with a sneer on his lips.
Mo Dai thought that there was no need to lie to him, so she briefly explained her reason for coming.
"Hmph, you women really don't have a good thing. You want to marry a beautiful one. You like the new and dislike the old!" The man in white shirt looked at Modai with contempt and disdain, but at the same time he felt strange that no one knew Mu Dai better than him. Qian Che's face was so utterly ruined that even he felt horrified. How could this little girl in front of him marry Mu Qianche?
The man in the white shirt couldn't help squinting his eyes and looked at Modai again. Compared with the rascal girl he met by accident five years ago, the girl in front of her was similar in appearance, but her temperament was completely different. Could it be that she had already reformed her ways as she said?
"What Master taught me is that, however, I don't like the new and dislike the old." Modai admitted that since she transmigrated into this world of empress dominatrixes, she did have some affection. Originally, she followed the principle of monogamy, but she already had it when she transmigrated. The three husbands thought they would only live by the three brothers Mo Wuyun in this life, but by chance they met Xiao Sheng, Mu Qianche, Shi Mo and Qiongqing. They gave her precious true feelings, and she also I want to do my best to pity them and give them a warm home.
"Hmph, that sounds nice, but who knows the truth?"
"Senior, Mo Dai really doesn't like the new and dislike the old, and we all want to marry her willingly. If you don't believe me, you can go to Luling Town to find Dr. Mu and ask!" Qiong Qing couldn't help but help Mo Dai. say.
The white shirted man looked Qiongqing from head to toe again, and sighed: "A flower likes to put cow dung in it, and wastes everything!"
The corner of Mo Dai's mouth twitched, he is a senior, Mu Qianche's savior, she endured it!
Qiong Qing was also slightly embarrassed by what the man in white shirt said, but he stubbornly held Mo Dai's hand, for fear that she would give up on him because of saving face.
"Since I came here to negotiate with the empress, I didn't seek a recommendation from anyone, but ran into the cold palace by myself, and my head was poked by a pig!" The man in white shirt began to hurt Modai and Qiongqing again.
The corners of Mo Dai's mouth twitched again: "Master said yes, I thought it was simple. I'm not familiar with the imperial capital, but the person I recommended was said to have been imprisoned in the sky prison. It will be easier..."
"Hmph, don't you know that it is more difficult to meet the queen in the cold palace? This old man is a ready-made example!" The man in the white shirt said disdainfully, and suddenly thought of something, "You rely on your poison, you can Can you walk out of the cold palace easily? What's the matter, is it possible that you still want to subdue the queen with medicine and force her to marry the third prince to you?"
"Master is wise, but I don't want to force you, I just want to show my sincerity and have a good talk with the queen..."
"This won't work, Qiong Lanyue is the most rigid and strict person, crooked ways won't work with her!" The man in white shirt directly interrupted Modai's words. Both Mo Dai and Qiong Qing were a little surprised, the man in the white shirt actually called the Empress by her name, and knew what she was like, could it be that there was a relationship between them?
"Put away the guesses you shouldn't have in your mind, I just come here often... Cough, borrow something, and understand the situation!" The man in the white shirt looked away unnaturally, while Modai said, "Master Don't be embarrassed, I understand" with a considerate expression.
"Master, please give us a clear way!" Mo Dai saluted this time sincerely.
At the same time, in the royal study of the imperial palace.
Empress Qiong Lanyue was reviewing the memorial by candlelight, her handsome face was covered with frost, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes were dark blue, obviously she hadn't rested well in the past few days.
Feeling thirsty, Qiong Lanyue reached out to fetch the teacup, but found that the tea in the teacup had already been drunk, so she said, "Come here, serve the tea!" The voice was deep and deep, with an inherent majesty and deterrent force .
Not long after, a female palace lady came in with a tray, came to the desk, put away the teacup that Qiong Lanyue used before, replaced it with a new one that had been washed three times with tea, and then poured Dark green and slightly brown tea, and respectfully raised the teacup with both hands and handed it to Qiong Lanyue: "My lord, please use tea!"
Qiong Lanyue reached out to take the teacup, and suddenly saw that the teacup and the teapot seemed to be different from before. The previous one was a silver pot with a crane pattern drawn on it, but this time it was a silver pot with a pattern of neon clothes and feathers It's silver. Qiong Lanyue couldn't help pinching her brow with the other hand. It wasn't that she, the queen, had a good memory, but that this kind of thing had happened more than once.
"Stolen again?" Qiong Lanyue's tone was filled with irritability.
"Yes..." The palace servant suddenly knelt down, "They are all servants who are not under strict supervision, please be punished by the Holy One!"
"Come on, it's not the first time. That man's martial arts are so high that even the Ouchi guards can't do anything to him!" Qiong Lanyue sighed. If it wasn't for the emperor's order at that time, she had to embarrass that person. He had already been arrested and beheaded to show off to the public. It was not easy to steal, but I went to her bedroom to buy things. Once or twice is enough, this is already the fourth time.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The palace servant climbed up tremblingly, seeing Qiong Lanyue's very tired appearance, he added another sentence, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, you'd better go to bed early, and be careful of the Eucharist!"
Qiong Lanyue waved her hand, and the palace man shut his mouth and silently exited the door.
Qiong Lanyue drank a cup of strong tea in one gulp, picked up the pen again but had no intention of reviewing the memorial, so she put the pen down and propped her forehead. Trouble has come one after another lately. Qiong Qing, who has been in a coma for more than ten days, has disappeared. She has already sent a secret letter to the state officials, asking them to search secretly, but it is so difficult to find someone secretly. She only hopes that her Qing'er can come back by herself. As long as he comes back, she will never Will force him to marry someone he doesn't like again.
Qiong Lanyue sighed, thinking of her all-powerful eldest prince, her heart ached. Qiongqing's appearance has completely inherited his dead father's queen, and the blue is better than the blue. She loved that person deeply, but he was weak and sick, and died not long after he was named king.
Then again, Zhao Yingzi, the unlucky child, wanted to disarm and return to the field, and she said that she wanted to live an unrestrained and ordinary life. She naturally refused to agree, and she was simply accused of abducting the prince and sent to the dungeon for her to reflect on her own.
Outside the palace, on the First Jewelry Street.
"Master, where are you taking us?" Mo Dai couldn't help asking. They left the imperial palace with the help of Qiongqing's supernatural power, and followed the white-clothed man forward. They had already walked three streets, at least five miles, but they still didn't see him stop.
"His Royal Highness, the third prince, didn't say anything, but you are a woman who is yelling, are you annoying?" the man in white shirt growled angrily.
Mo Dai thought to herself, you are still bothered, but let yourself carry the borrowed things with your empty hands, what's the justice?
Finally, the white-clothed man stopped in front of a courtyard, raised his hand and knocked on the door. The sound of knocking was obviously elegant, three knocks in one group, three consecutive knocks, and a kitten meowed.
Mo Dai was taken aback by the thunder, but the door in front of her was pulled open from the inside, and the man in the white shirt swaggered in, followed by her, the porter.
The courtyard is not big, with five main houses facing south, and three rooms on the east and west sides. The east side is the stove room, firewood room and granary, and the west side is reserved for people.
The man in the white shirt took the burden from Mo Dai and walked into a room on the west, then pointed to the room next to him and said to Mo Dai: "You are staying in this room for the time being, it's too late today, what's the matter tomorrow?" Say it again!"
"Master, is there any spare room?" Mo Dai asked, she couldn't possibly share a room with Qiong Qing.
The man in the white shirt looked at Modai like a monster: "Have you changed your sex? Why are you pretending to be innocent? You put him to sleep, and the negotiation will be easier!" After finishing speaking, he closed the door with a bang, and suddenly pulled He opened the door and warned, "Take it easy, don't make too much noise!" Then he closed the door again with a bang.
Mo Dai was stunned by the straightforward and unrestrained words of the man in white shirt, and felt that this master was really incredible, even worse than Mo Mo. And Qiongqing was even more embarrassed, not knowing what to do next.