Evil Child Black-Bellied Mother

  Ming Yu Xuan.

   "Are you ready over there?" Su Ying saw Hongbo coming in and asked her.

  Hongbo nodded: "Yes, the medicine has been put in the soup of Concubine Ye's side, and oil has been poured outside our house."

  Su Yingwei responded inaudibly, this time the Mongolian sweat medicine was specially developed, and its effect was ten times stronger than the previous one. As long as he drank it in vain, he could sleep for several hours at least. However, with his willpower, it is impossible to wake up early.

   "Hongbo, we don't have much time now, we must prepare now." Su Ying dragged a big box out of the bed, and inside were two female corpses.

   These two female corpses were bought by Su Yingtuo, and they were the same in shape. One of the corpses was also four months pregnant. This is what Hongbo had previously prepared and sent someone to sneak in from outside.

  Su Ying was used to seeing corpses before, and didn't think there was anything at all.

  Su Ying is now four months pregnant, but the fetus is still small and not prominent, and her movements are still very agile. She quickly changed clothes for the corpse, and turned around to see Hongbo still stunned: "What are you still stunned, come over and help."

   "Yes!" Although the two corpses had just died, Hongbo still felt that her scalp was numb. She abruptly endured fear and walked to Su Ying's side and changed clothes for the corpses.

  "Put this corpse on the bed." Su Ying directed Hongbo, "Just leave this one here...Next, we have to change clothes...and make-up."

  Hongbo asked curiously: "Make-up?"

   "Hmm." Su Ying asked Hongbo to sit in front of the vanity mirror and quickly smeared her face. Yin Shu's cosmetics are close to modern times and are very easy to use. She put on makeup this time not to make Hongbo more beautiful, but to change her facial features and make her appearance different through makeup.

  Only the time of a stick of incense, Hongbo looked at himself in the mirror and exclaimed: "The princess, the slave servant can't recognize him in exclamation."

  Su Ying had no time to answer her words, and quickly put on makeup for herself.

  After the two finished their costumes, they quickly changed into ordinary girls to serve.

  The things that needed to be taken before have either been taken away by the green mark, or let the red wave be taken out a little bit in the weekdays. Now the two of them don't need to take much away.

  The oil has been poured outside, as long as there is a little spark, it will spread quickly. Hongbo was holding a torch in his hand, and a touch of reluctance appeared on his face: "Wang Hao, are you really going to burn it?"

  Su Ying’s face showed a touch of rejection: "There is no time, be fast! In a while, everything will be done according to the plan we said before!"

   "Yes." Hongbo didn't have any more time to hesitate. She held a torch and lit the curtains, screens, quilts and clothing in the house.

  The room quickly burned. Su Ying and the two retreated to the door. Su Ying still couldn't help but turned her head and took a look. Amidst the firelight, her expression was a bit complicated, and there was a faint, invisible sadness.

  Since the decision is made, there will be no retreat, there will be no retreat.

  Su Ying grabbed the torch in Hongbo's hand and threw it in the corner of the wall. The fire spread quickly and burned along with the previous oil.

"Hurry up." Su Ying hurried out with Hongbo, and the fire behind her got bigger and bigger, except that Ming Yuxuan was located in a remote area. Some time ago, all the people except Hongbo were sent away. So it won't be discovered for a while.

  There is no moonlight today, and the whole house is dark and quiet.

  The two are ready to jump out from the low wall of the courtyard in the west, and pass the Yixin courtyard when they go to the remote west. When Su Ying passed by, she glanced in that direction, and the lights in Yixin Courtyard had already gone out.

   Su Ying’s lips curled up with a cold arc, presumably Ye Feibai was sleeping well now.

  The two passed by Yixinyuan, passed by Fulingyuan, and bypassed the rockery.

  The mansion is very quiet, and there is no one on the road.

  "Which yard do you two belong to?" The two of them had just left the plum garden, and suddenly a dull and very familiar voice came from behind them.

   is Ling Feng!

  Su Ying and Hongbo paused, standing there with their heads down.

  Hongbo has always been calm, but now I only feel very nervous.

  Ling Feng is the personal guard next to the prince, and he is very familiar with them. Even if he puts on his makeup and changes his clothes, he must be unable to escape his eyes at all!

  Her body was stiff, she did not dare to move, sweat slowly came out on her forehead.

  Ling Feng saw that both of them had their backs to him, and they hung their heads and did not speak. He only felt that the matter was weird. He approached the two of them, and felt that their backs were very familiar.

  His footsteps were getting closer and closer, he seemed to step on the hearts of the two of them step by step, Hongbo held her breath, she seemed to hear her own heartbeat, beating, beating faster and faster.

  Su Ying and Hongbo glanced at each other. Hongbo's heart seemed to have been soothed by something. A sense of trust was born spontaneously, and the fear disappeared.

  Su Ying's thoughts in her mind at this time were very clear and sober. Her drooping eyes are clear and indifferent, and her expression is even more indifferent, and the corners of her mouth are curled into a cold arc.

  Under her long sleeves, her slender hand tightly held a black mysterious iron similar to a gun, with hidden hidden weapons in it.

  Ling Feng’s martial arts is strong, if she is alone, she may not be able to defeat him, but she has hidden weapons in her hands, and her grasp of xing has been enhanced a lot.

   "You..." Ling Feng was about to walk up to them, and soon to see their faces.

   Just in the middle of this moment, someone in the distance suddenly shouted: "Nothing, Ming Yuxuan is on fire! Nothing, Ming Yuxuan is on fire!"

  Ling Feng turned his head subconsciously, and his face suddenly changed.

  The bright rain and the flames not far away soared into the sky, turning the whole night into daylight, and it was obvious that the fire was extremely powerful. Black smoke filled the sky, spreading towards the surroundings.

  Ling Feng secretly yelled badly, the princess was still inside, and he couldn't take care of the two at the moment, and hurriedly ran in the direction of Ming Yuxuan.

  The light of the distant fire fell in Su Ying's eyes, and her eyes reflected a cold and gorgeous color. She glanced at the red wave, and a smug scent rose on her lips.

   Hongbo breathed a sigh of relief and stroked his chest: "Wang Hao, go!"

The two quickly ran towards the West Yard, vaguely seeing a few people patrolling in front of them, they yelled loudly, "Nothing, come here, Ming Yuxuan is on fire! No! Okay, come here, Ming Yuxuan is on fire! Come and put out the fire! The princess is still inside!"

  All the servants and the guards heard the movement and ran in the direction of Ming Yuxuan.

  All the people on the West Yard were evacuated cleanly, and no one was holding their hands.

   Su Ying and Hongbo took advantage of this moment, jumped out of the wall, and got into the carriage that had been prepared a long time ago.