Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

In order to make Xiao Wu Zhao happy.

Mo Wuhen also invited Xiao Wuzhao to have a good meal at night.

Then send Xiao Wu a photo to go home before the curfew.

Xiao Wu's reluctance made Samurai Xun feel that her daughter was about to be led to ruin.

After Mo Wuhen and Li Lizhi left from Ying Guogong's gate, they walked and chatted.

"After a while, there will be a curfew. How do you go to the Cui family's ancestral land?"

Li Lizhi felt that Mo Wuhen couldn't throw this pepper bomb into Cui's ancestor's field in a short time.

"Don't worry, I just want to wait for the curfew to throw it in, so as not to accidentally injure pedestrians."

"what about me?"

Hearing what he said, Mo Wuhen planned not to take her there, so he pointed at himself and asked.

"Of course you have found the Princess Mansion, after all, I have nothing to do with you!"

From Li Lizhi's point of view, Mo Wuhen was speaking properly from a straight man.

"You mean I'm a liability?"

[Li Lizhi's resentment value +666]
Although Mo Wuhen really wanted to say "yes".

But the grievance value was reminded crazily, and Mo Wuhen also knew that he couldn't speak so bluntly.

Mo Wuhen looked at Li Lizhi affectionately, pinched her chin with his hands, and said.

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt. I want to have a warm bed after I finish my revenge."

Li Lizhi blushed instantly after being teased by Mo Wuhen.

"You... you come back and sleep on the floor, who... who will warm your bed, you are so beautiful!"

Although Li Lizhi agreed with Mo Wuhen's statement, she still responded arrogantly.

"hey-hey!"

Mo Wuhen patted Li Lizhi's little head to make this tsundere little gentleman behave a little better.

At the gate of the Princess Mansion, because it was not yet curfew, Li Lizhi followed Mo Wuhen and walked in.

Wait for a while, wait for the streets of Chang'an to calm down, and Mo Wuhen will start to act again.

He can also change into a night suit at this time, after all, it is too impertinent to do bad things without wearing a night suit.

As for the night clothes, Mo Wuhen bought them from the system mall. I have to say that I thought that mall was useless before.

Now it's really fragrant, and even Mo Wuhen changed out a big killer from inside, making sufficient preparations for this revenge.

"Hahaha, you look so silly in such a dress!"

Li Lizhi looked at Mo Wuhen who was wearing a black tights, and burst into tears while covering his stomach.

"Stupid woman, I'm a killer with no emotions!"

"Is it just you? Hahaha!"

Li Lizhi sneered ruthlessly, not caring at all about being called a stupid woman just now.

"Stop laughing, I'm leaving, leaving!"

Mo Wuhen couldn't stand Li Lizhi's continued ridicule, so he just slipped away.

"You are in a hurry, haha!"

When Li Lizhi saw that Mo Wuhen had really left, the smile on his face just now disappeared immediately, and turned into a worried expression.

"I wish you all the best, and your luck is prosperous!"

Li Lizhi didn't make a sound, just read silently.

The perspective turned to Mo Wuhen who just ran out from the back door of the Princess Mansion.

Mo Wuhen looked around every step he took, for fear of running into a night watchman. It would be fine if he was beaten up, but with Mo Wuhen dressed like this, he might be sent directly to the prison.

The law of the Tang Dynasty stipulated: "Those who commit crimes at night shall be whipped twenty times."

Although it started from Yangzhou City in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, the night ban system was gradually abolished due to the development of social economy and the relaxation of government control.

But now it is the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, especially now that Li Shimin has just ascended the throne for a few years, there is a strict night ban system to prevent illegal crimes from rebelling against the people.

But, is it useful? Obviously, it can only scare Xiaoxiao's younger generation. Of course, Mo Wuhen will avenge him today, not to mention that Mo Wuhen's behavior today was ordered by the emperor to a certain extent.

Not being seen by the night watchmen is just because revenge can't be so open and aboveboard.

Just like the family, he will only trip you up and frame you behind the scenes, but he certainly didn't directly call a group of people to beat you to death.

After all, framing is defamation as long as there is no sufficient evidence.And if they retaliate directly face to face, then the face of the aristocratic family will be lost.

The same is true for Mo Wuhen, if he just throws a C4 bomb, the family will be blown up.

Although the aristocratic family is gone, there are a bunch of dogs around him, and they will inevitably take revenge on them.

For his own safety and that of Li Lizhi, Mo Wuhen would of course kill them secretly.

Mo Wuhen quietly went to Cui's house, and on the way, he heard the sound of "talking about ancient times" in the common people's house.

Civilians don't go to sleep right away during curfew.They may use the moonlight to tell stories and philosophies of life to the elders.

As the saying goes, "If the old people don't talk about ancient times, the younger generations will lose their tune."

When Mo Wuhen heard the voice, he deliberately bent over, for fear that someone would see Mo Wuhen passing by.

Quietly walked past the one chatting with the one just now, leaning against the wall, just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahhh~ahhh~"

The sudden ups and downs of "ahhh~" startled Mo Wuhen.

From the woman's groans and applause, Mo Wuhen also understood what the family was doing.

Mo Wuhen didn't stop at the specific "applause for love", after all, no one wanted to know. |ω`)
Following the navigation, Mo Wuhen finally came to Cui's house.

When I arrived at Cui's house, I realized that this place was completely different from the place Mo Wuhen had just passed by.

The sound of pipa solo, wind music ensemble, and people's applause, one after another.

Although there were often night bans in ancient times, the powerful could still entertain all night in their own homes.They have night parties, receptions, and various feasts in the sea and sky at night.

The most famous night party for wealthy families in history is the night banquet held by Han Xizai, Minister of the Ministry of War of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the scene was recorded in the famous painting "Han Xizai Night Banquet Picture".

Mo Wuhen is so angry, he almost hurt the young master today, and he is still here tonight, so happy, it's unreasonable.

Mo Wuhen found a high place, and he felt that there must be a wide view from above.

Although he can't do light work, but he can dig things out, Mo Wuhen took out the ladder and climbed up directly.

Get out the binoculars and spy up.

Mo Wuhen found out that there were a large number of officials and dignitaries participating in this night party, all of them were potbellied, and they didn't look like good officials at first sight.

Even Mo Wuhen saw a few monks inside, drinking and having fun at the dinner party.

Ancient monks also loved nightlife. "Han Xizai's Night Banquet Picture" records that Han Xizai had several monk friends to have a party together.

These few monks have fully implemented "wine and meat pass through the intestines and stay in the heart of the Buddha."

All of them had fat heads, big ears, and shiny faces, obviously not like serious monks.

Mo Wuhen looked to the side again, and found that several dancers were wearing several pieces of cloth, with their snow-white skin exposed.

"This dance is so white!"

Mo Wuhen was a little fascinated, if Mo Wuhen hadn't heard the watchman's words from a distance, "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the fire."

Mo Wuhen was almost addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.

"Oh, it's a pity, if you want to hate, hate the Cui family!"

Mo Wuhen also knew that his fiery hot peppers did not distinguish between friend and foe, let alone targeting.

Whether it is the members of the Cui family or these dancers, they must bear his revenge.

For a moment, Mo Wuhen hesitated, he didn't know if it was right for him to do so.

However, after thinking about Li Lizhi's blood-stained appearance, Mo Wuhen still made up his mind.

Borrowing a sentence from Mo Wuhen's good brother Cao Ren's wife, "It is better to teach me to blame the world than to teach the world to blame me."

Wake up, hunt time!