Quickly wear: The host is a frequent visitor to the rule of law column

"Why do some people always break the rules? Why can't the judgment be fair and just? Why!"

Mo You seemed to be possessed by a nightmare, his eyes gradually becoming hollow.

She kept mumbling why, and her frown deepened.

"So I killed them all, haha."

When he mentioned the word "kill", his eyes became bright again and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

"They all deserve to die! All of them deserve to die! Die! Die! Die!"

She tore off piece after piece from the edge of the table, and everyone present could tell that her situation was not good.

Mu Dahu wanted to step forward to wake her up, but was pulled back by Sui Xunyi, who shook his head at him.

He broke away and stepped forward to hold Moyou's hand.

"Yunyao! Yunyao, what's wrong with you?"

Moyou raised his head, as if looking at him, but his eyes were never focused.

"Yun Yao? I'm not Yun Yao, I..."

When she was about to say the next words, she paused again, blinked twice, and returned to her normal appearance.

But she looked at Mu Dahu blankly, "I killed them, am I right?"

But before Mu Dahu could reply, she immediately pulled her hand away and walked away.

"I don't feel very well today. I want to go back and rest first."

Sui Xunyi looked at the staggering back and asked Princess Lean worriedly, "She said she is not Yunyao, then we..."

Princess Le'an looked at Sui Xunyi with disapproval, "Does it matter who she is? As long as she can help us achieve our goals, she can be anyone."

"Yes, I understand." Sui Xunyi lowered his head angrily.

Si Mo stood up and patted Mu Dahu, who was looking at the door. "She's fine. She may not be able to reconcile with herself yet."

"Do you know what happened to her before?" Mu Dahu asked.

Si Mo shook his head, "I don't know, she doesn't want to tell us."

Clenching and loosening his fists, Mu Dahu raised his feet and walked outside with firm steps.

"Do we really want to do that? I'm afraid that she... will become our resistance." Princess Le'an couldn't help but worry about what would happen in the future.

This girl acts so recklessly that if she goes crazy, they will have a headache.

"There's no need to worry. If you think she will care about us, in her heart I'm afraid we are worse than a few passers-by on the street." Sui Xunyi felt that this worry was unnecessary.

"What about you? Did you agree?" Si Mo looked up at him.

Sui Xunyi was silent for a few seconds, and then replied, "This is a necessary sacrifice."

Moyou returned to the room, tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep. She simply ordered some snacks from the kitchen and sat on the roof to enjoy the cool air.

Looking down, you can see the night market facing the street, brightly lit, people coming and going, and laughter and laughter coming from time to time.

"It's so boring. It would be nice if I could call the original owner out to chat."

As soon as Moyou picked up a piece of pastry from the plate, he was startled by a head that suddenly appeared.

She stood up expressionlessly and raised her foot to kick the head off.

"Don't, don't! I didn't mean it!" Mu Dahu hurriedly got up, giggled, and sat down not far from Mo You.

He looked around and started looking for a topic, "Today, the moon is so bright tonight."

There was no reply for a long time. Mu Dahu already liked the girl's indifferent attitude.

He turned his head, and the girl's fair and flawless face was bathed in the moonlight, and her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned.

She was always like this. When she wasn't smiling, she would frown subconsciously.

Mu Dahu still remembered the girl's short smile when the shoes flew out when they first met, which made him stunned for a moment.

He could also guess that the indifferent attitude of the girl behind him was also due to him sacrificing the killer to save himself.

Originally, he didn't think it was anything. He was originally an undercover agent assigned by his father, and his duty was to protect him. If the killer didn't die, others would be suspicious.

But later when he was walking in the market with the girl, he had a slight change.

Maybe, everything was not what he thought.

The common people are not the living meritorious deeds mentioned by the father, nor the dead secret-keepers. They are also living people, and they also have their own ordinary and beautiful lives.

The moon was bright and bright, the evening breeze was blowing gently, and the young man lay on the roof and fell asleep at some point.

Moyou lowered her eyes and glanced at him, then quietly jumped off the roof and retreated to her room.

"A sneeze, a sneeze, a sneeze!"

Sui Xunyi rode up to Mu Dahu and said with a smile, "What do you think, going to sleep on someone's roof in the middle of the night?"

"Ah!"

Mu Dahu rolled his eyes at him, wiped his nose, and caught up with the person in front.

"Are you all ready?" Sui Xunyi asked the attendant next to him with a cold face.

"Reporting to Your Highness, everything is ready."

After receiving this assurance, Sui Xunyi showed a faint smile on his face. He told him, "Do it cleanly and don't let anyone find out the clues."

"Yes!"

In the fifth year of Yongping, there was a riot in Yunzhou. The mob rushed into the city, beheaded the prefect and slaughtered the Wang family. The emperor was furious and sent troops to suppress it.

"Bang!" Qi Muhan smashed the cup in his hand onto the messenger's head. The messenger's head was buried even lower, and the blood dripped from his forehead and formed a puddle on the ground.

"That old guy just used these old, weak, sick and disabled people to deal with us!"

"Mu Han!" An old and majestic voice sounded. Qi Muhan immediately restrained his anger and saluted the old man.

"grandfather."

"There is no need to lose your bearing over such a small matter." Mr. Qi sat on the highest seat, took a sip of the tea handed over by the maid.

"Since he doesn't plan to take action, then we will send someone ourselves."

He thought for a moment and said slowly, "Let some people stay. The situation is now favorable to them. I'm sure those in the palace will take the opportunity to suppress us."

Qi Muhan's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he still lowered his head, "Yes."

How could his little thoughts escape Mr. Qi's eyes.

The old man sighed. His grandson was very smart but not very kind. It would be better if this incident dealt him a blow.

Qi Muhan respectfully sent Mr. Qi away. His face turned gloomy when he closed the door. He waved away the waiter and turned around to open the secret room.

As soon as the door opened, the thick smell of blood hit my face.

He walked slowly in holding a lamp, his footsteps echoing in the narrow passage.

At the end of the passage was a woman whose whole body was tied to a shelf. The woman was covered in scars, and she let out a horrified sound when she saw his gagged mouth.

"Yun Niang, have you thought about it?"

Qi Muhan put down the lamp and touched the woman's blood-stained face with his cold fingers.

He pulled out the cloth from the woman's mouth. The woman eagerly opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

The woman's face was full of despair, her head tilted to the side.