Quick Transmigration: The villain's little flirt is wild

Chapter 96 The Monstrous Regent's Cannon Fodder Ex-Girlfriend 26.0
Chi Mo leaned on the soft bed, roughly scanned the contents of the letter, with the corner of his mouth slightly hooked, he put the letter on the candlelight, and watched the letter gradually turn into dust under the encroachment of the flame.

She let go of her hand, and the burning letter fell into the small plate and was completely swallowed by the flames, her eyes were slightly cold.

Ziluo asked her curiously: "My lord, what did you say in the letter?"

On the way back today, she was suddenly stopped by a little eunuch, who hurriedly stuffed a letter into her and left.

"Praise you for being beautiful." Chi Mo nodded Zi Luo's head and yawned lazily.

It will be the fifteenth day soon, and the poison on Zi Luo's body has not yet been cured, so her plan has to be advanced.

Ziluo blushed, and glared at her angrily: "My lord! You're making fun of your servant again!"

She stood up angrily, took the bamboo basket and walked out, muttering in a low voice: "My little master knows how to bully me every day."

Ziluo stepped out of the door, and the side hall returned to tranquility.

There was a slight movement outside the window, Chi Mo put down the book, looked up, and curled his lips slightly.

Looks like there are guests here.

A slender figure rolled into the room, holding Chi Mo hostage in the cold outside, with the scimitar in his hand pressed against her neck, threatening her in a low voice: "Shut up, or I will kill you!"

The voice of the visitor was somewhat familiar, and she had a unique cold fragrance, which was the smell of Shui Qinglian's unique sachet, made from the spices that Shen Junqian brought her back from the Western Regions.

The cold knife was pressed against her neck, with an imperceptible bloody smell, Chi Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, clasped the acupuncture points on her wrist, and with a little force, easily snatched the knife from her hand.

She turned around, pressed her against the soft bed, and patted her face lightly with the back of the knife: "Kill me?"

"You!" Shui Qinglian wore a veil, only revealing a pair of almond eyes. She stared angrily at the woman pressing her down, struggling to get rid of her control: "Let me go!"

There was a noise outside the hall, and a large number of people broke into the palace.

"Why?" Chi Mo chuckled, with a carefree expression, she turned the scimitar, the blade pointed at Shui Qinglian's cheek, and slid down gently, the scimitar was so sharp, it easily tore through the veil on her face, With a piercing coolness, he poked lightly on her delicate face.

Seeing the panic and fear in her eyes, Chi Mo smiled, put away the knife, let her go and sat up.

"You won't kill me?" Shui Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief, shrank back, and the vigilance in his eyes increased rather than diminished.

She threatened to kill her just now, so she let her go so simply?

From the fight just now, Shui Qinglian has already realized the strength gap between the two. If she really wants to kill her, she has no chance to resist.

Chi Mo played with the scimitar, slid his fingertips over the edge of the scimitar, raised his eyes to look at her: "Do you really want me to kill you?"

Shui Qinglian fell silent, staring at Chi Mo with a strange expression, she couldn't understand her, she knew who she was, last time at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, Shen Junhua did not hesitate to disobey the Queen Mother, and the degree of love for her was outrageous.

Also because of that incident, she became a demon concubine that everyone hated.

Everyone said that it was because of her that Shen Junhua became what he is now, moody, cruel and bloodthirsty.

She thought she was just a woman with some means who had lived in the deep palace for a long time and had no strength to restrain her.

I didn't expect her martial arts to be even better than her.

But why did she let her go so easily?
Shui Qinglian was puzzled, thinking of the previous rumors about Chi Mo and Shen Junqian, her eyes flickered slightly: "Is it because of Shen Junqian?"

There was more and more noise outside the palace, Chi Mo stood up, lifted the robe on the screen and put it on, turned his head to look at her, chuckled softly, a little disdainful: "Shen Junqian?"

"He doesn't deserve it."

She smiled really nicely, Shui Qinglian looked at her in a daze, her long hair was loose behind her, her skin was creamy, her face was delicate, charming and lazy but not vulgar.

She seemed to understand why Shen Junhua doted on her so much, and also why those people called her a witch.

She does have the capital to be a witch.

After Chi Mo finished speaking, he walked out of the hall. After a while, the noise outside quieted down, and the respectful voice of the chief guard who had just arrested her could be vaguely heard.

"Imperial Concubine, there are assassins in the palace tonight, please be careful."

"Excuse me, my lord."

Shui Qinglian looked at the scimitar on the soft bed, her eyes moved slightly, she picked up the scimitar and hid in the dark before Chi Mo came in.

She wanted to get to know Chi Mo's background.

Chi Mo simply dismissed the chief guard and returned to the side hall. The slightly dim side hall was empty.

She looked around, raised her eyebrows, walked slowly to the soft bed and was about to lie down, when suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind behind her.

Chi Mo didn't turn his head back, and turned his body slightly, avoiding the scimitar stabbing at him.

She grabbed Shui Qinglian's wrist, exerted force on her hand, and there was a slight click.

Shui Qinglian's face was pale from the pain, she clutched her hands and fell on the soft bed, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, she bit her lip, resisting the pain, and remained silent.

"Why can't you be more obedient?" Chi Mo dropped the scimitar and patted her face, a little regretful, she didn't intend to do anything to her, but she tried to test her again and again, if she didn't Something, wouldn't I be sorry for her painstaking probing.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Shui Qinglian frowned. They were not relatives, but she didn't believe that Chi Mo would be so kind to help her, offering courteousness for nothing, adultery or robbery.

Shui Qinglian clasped her hands tightly, subconsciously covered the ring, stared at her vigilantly, thinking in her heart how she could escape if she wanted to harm herself.

Chi Mo took off his coat, turned his head to look at her, his eyes fell on her clenched hands, and when he remembered something, the corner of his mouth lightly twitched: "I really need your help."

"What?" Shui Qinglian relaxed a little. If Chi Mo had nothing to ask of her, she would be even more worried.

Chi Mo was doing her a favor, and she should do her a favor, as long as it didn't exceed her bottom line, she could accept it.

"Help me detoxify." Chi Mo picked up the bottle on the dressing table and threw it to Shui Qinglian, which was the toxin she extracted from Ziluo's blood before.

It's not that there is no elixir in her mustard space that can cure all poisons, but Ziluo's body is too weak to bear the dominance of the elixir.

If he wanted to get the antidote from Shen Junqian, Shui Qinglian was the best candidate.

Shui Qinglian took the bottle, frowning. The smell of poison in the bottle was very unique and familiar. She seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"What are you going to do?" Shui Qinglian was thinking about where he had seen the poison before, when he looked up, he saw Chi Mo walking towards him, and took two steps back with a vigilant expression on his face.

Chi Mo glanced at her dislocated wrist, curled his lips, "Put it back for you."

"You are so weak, if I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago."

(End of this chapter)