Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 22: Cold as Frost, Warm as Sunshine ([-])

The place where Mo Xiaojiu woke up this time was a bit weird. She woke up in the water, and she drank a few mouthfuls of lake water by mistake. She swam from the lake to the shore in a hurry, looking at the dim moonlight, Some shivered: "Xiao Cang, did you do it on purpose?"

The system expressed its innocence: "Every time I go to a new world, I will automatically match a corpse that is more compatible with you. I really didn't mean this."

She wiped her face, a little melancholy.

His real name is Qu Yun, and his parents opened a small restaurant. Although the profit is not very big, it is enough to support their family of four. Yes, a family of four. Qu Yun also has an eight-year-old brother named Qu Mu.

The most important thing is that Qu Yun did not seek death by herself. Her last memory was being pushed into the river by a pair of strong hands. She drowned soon after being unable to swim.

The reason why Qu Yun still appeared by the river at night was because someone asked her to meet under the bridge, and that person was someone she couldn't refuse, so she came and was killed.

The autumn night was a bit cool, and Mo Xiaojiu, who was drenched all over, couldn't help but sneezed, and quickly got up and went to Qu Yun's house.

The system is still guessing: "Are you saying that Mr. Murong, whom Qu Yun loves, has harmed her?"

Mo Xiaojiu was so cold that the corners of his lips turned purple. Hearing this, he chuckled softly, "Murong Zui with Qu Yun's memory has been a frosty person from the beginning to the end. Yun has communicated before, Qu Yun has always been unrequitedly in love with Murong Zui, Murong Zui may not even know who she is, so how could he write to ask her out and kill her?"

The system felt that it was a bit embarrassing, so it couldn't help curling its lips: "Maybe he has already seen that Qu Yun is secretly in love with her, and he was upset, so he wanted to kill her to make peace."

She clicked her tongue: "Xiao Cang, Xiao Cang, Murong Zui is a famous genius doctor, even the royal family will pay three points of respect, and he has good looks and strong martial arts. Such a person will not take Qu Yun seriously at all, so what? It would be a waste of effort to harm her."

"Okay, let's just assume you are right, then who wants to harm her?"

"I can't say for sure. If you want to know, just watch the plot."

"The plot of the simple mode is incomplete, so I can't see it anymore."

"..."

Sure enough, it was not complete.

Even the introduction of the royal family is incomplete. It only shows the name and age of the royal family, and there is no description of the character.

Xiao Wei, the current emperor, 41 years old.

Xiao Chen, the prince, is 25 years old.

Xiao Su, the second prince, is 25 years old.

Xiao Lie, the third prince, is 23 years old.

Xiao Zhang, the fourth prince, is 22 years old.

……

Xiao Zui, the Seventh Prince, is 21 years old.

Without reading it carefully, she jotted it down in her mind, and went home directly from the back door. She heated a bucket of water in the kitchen by herself and took a hot bath before she lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

A night without dreams.

When he woke up again, Qu's father and Qu's mother had already gone to the restaurant, and Qu Mu was sitting in the yard, holding a wooden sword and moaning and gesticulating, while the only maid of the Qu family beside him was persuading: "Master, we should go to the restaurant. School, otherwise the master and wife will be angry if they find out."

"Understood, Master, I will practice for a while." The boy's soft voice matched with his pretendingly cold expression, made him look extraordinarily cute.

Mo Xiaojiu glanced at him, fetched water to wash his face, and prepared to go to the restaurant after washing and changing clothes.

When going out, it happened that Qu Mu was also going to school, he let out a surprise: "Sister, you got up so early today and went to the restaurant without eating, why?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly: "You said it as if you didn't see me when you were practicing sword just now, you go to class obediently, and don't mind the adults' affairs." After finishing speaking, she left.

Looking at her back, Qu Mu showed two small canine teeth: "Don't think that I don't know, when I went to the restaurant last time, I saw her looking at Miracle Doctor Murong with strange eyes, hehe, I went to the restaurant recently If you are so diligent, you must have fallen in love with Miracle Doctor Murong."

"Master, let's go."

"Walk."

……

The system rolled a few times in her sleeves with joy: "Hahaha, is your brother really only eight years old? I also know that you are drunk after seeing Murong hahaha."

Mo Xiaojiu didn't remind it that it was Qu Yun's idea, but Murong Zui might be a good breakthrough.

In Qu Yun's memory, there are not many descriptions about the royal family. He only knows that the current emperor is obsessed with beauty and has delegated power to the prince and several other princes. There is no sense of existence in her memory.

In her memory, Murong Zui is the most important, followed by her family members. Even some descriptions about the emperor and the prince were found by Mo Xiaojiu after searching carefully.

Qujia Restaurant.

Qu's father and Qu's mother were very pleased with Mo Xiaojiu's help.

It wasn't until noon that Mo Xiaojiu found the person she was waiting for.

She walked into the kitchen calmly, Xiao Er obediently handed her the tray in his hand: "This is Mr. Murong's."

"Well, I'll deliver it."

Every time Murong came over drunk, he would drink a cup of old duck soup first, and every time it was delivered by Qu Yun himself.

When Mo Xiaojiu put the duck soup in front of Murong Zui's table, she didn't leave immediately, seeing his indifferent face, she curled her lips together: "I wonder if I can sit down and chat with Mr. Murong? "

Without raising his eyelids, he replied flatly, "No."

She put away her smile, took out the prepared letter from her bosom, and spread it in front of him: "Mr. Murong, do you recognize this?"

He finally raised his head and glanced at her this time, but he was still so indifferent: "I didn't write this."

"But your name is inscribed on it," Mo Xiaojiu sat across from him, frowning, "I arrived under the bridge on time last night, but was pushed into the lake by someone. If it wasn't for me, I would know how to swim." , I’m afraid I’m already a corpse now.”

He still said: "It's not me."

She raised her eyebrows: "Who is that?"

He gracefully scooped up a bowl of soup for himself, drank a few sips, and then turned his attention to her again: "If Miss Qu is not stupid, she should know that I didn't write this."

But she looked like a rogue: "I don't care, even if it's not you, it's because of you, why don't others use anyone's name, but why should they write to me in your name?"

The corners of his lips were tight, and his voice was cold: "You have to ask yourself."

"This incident is all because of you. You have to help me find the mastermind behind the scenes." She wiped her nose, feeling a little guilty, "Only in this way can I feel at ease and trust you."

"Ha," the corners of his lips raised, "Miss Qu, if you are a good girl, why would you go when a man asks you out late at night? If you don't go, no matter who it is, there will be no chance to do it."

In the final analysis, it is self-inflicted.

(End of this chapter)