[Jian Wang III] Prosperous Tang Dynasty

As night fell, candles were lit, emitting a faint light.

In places where light cannot reach, the night spreads its wings wantonly, and those ambiguous or dangerous movements are all hidden under the black wings.

The guards in the mansion of Guichuan were more heavily guarded than during the daytime. A five-member patrol team walked through the mansion, hiding the hidden guards of the mansion in the dark, keeping an eye on all the movements in the mansion.

A patrol team walked from the front yard to the back yard, and a figure suddenly appeared on the dark bluestone road in the garden. The guard drew his knife half out of its sheath in an instant, and shouted sharply: "Stop!"

The figure really stopped, turned his head, and the skirt fluttered slightly.

Seeing that the person was a woman, the guard slowed down a little, but was still vigilant, "Which courtyard are you from? What are you doing walking around the mansion at night?"

"Donglan Courtyard, I am the person next to Princess Sangning." The woman said arrogantly, "Your little master is not kind! Our princess needs to recuperate, so you just pay attention to the princess's diet, and arrange a room without a small kitchen for us." Yard! If the princess wants to take medicine, I have to go to the big kitchen."

The guard's face was a little embarrassing, and his tone softened a bit, "We people have no right to intervene in matters arranged by the little master... That's fine! Go back to the courtyard after the medicine is cooked, and the palace is not allowed to wander around at night."

The woman raised her dark face, snorted with her nostrils turned towards the sky, and turned back to Donglan Yard with the food box in her hand.

The guards put their knives back into their sheaths and continued patrolling. After walking a few steps, they suddenly heard a rustling in the grass, and a group of small black shadows sprang out, passing through the guards' legs and running fast.

Just as the guards were about to draw their knives in a panic, an angry scream came from not far away.

"Where did the stinky cat come from?! Go away go away!"

It turned out to be a cat.

The guards, who had made a false alarm, also felt a little embarrassed, silently forming a team and continuing to patrol.

The maid carrying the food box quickly returned to Donglan Courtyard. The already remote courtyard was even quieter in the night, only the light from the room let people know that there were people living here.

The maid walked into the master bedroom and closed the door. The woman in red looked up and said, "I'm back."

Even though it was already night, Su Jixian was still wearing the bra, his voice was suppressed into a slightly neutral hoarseness, and his every move was like a dashing prairie princess.

Qing Hao nodded, brought out the medicinal soup from the food box, and said tenderly: "Master, drink the medicine first."

After all, Su Jixian was injured in the flood in Yunzhou City, and it is true that he took the medicine.

Seeing him take the medicine and drink it with a frown, Qinghao smiled slightly, walked to the table, and drew on the paper that had been prepared.

"I can't go deeper into the palace, I can only draw what I see on the map." Qinghao drew part of the terrain of the Guichuan Palace on the paper, and carefully marked the hidden places of the palace.

"It's okay, there's still Lantern Festival."

Just as he was talking, a black ball of hair crawled in from under the half-open window, and jumped into Su Jixian's arms.

Su Jixian looked at the black fox on his lap, his eyes drifted to one side, and he let out a soft puff.

Yuan Xiao's hair suddenly exploded, his whole body looked chubby, and his little paws slapped angrily on his legs.What are you laughing laughing?What are you laughing laughing?Who is it dyeing its hair black for? !Still laughing!

"Hey, don't be angry." Su Jixian held its paws with a smile, and pinched his fingers on the soft pad, "Black is also pretty good-looking, so wise and powerful."

"It just looks more like a charcoal ball." Qing Hao smiled and made up the knife, put down the pen and looked at Yuan Xiao who was flailing in Su Jixian's arms, "I finished the drawing, and you will fill in the rest, Mr. Yuan Xiao."

Yuan Xiao snorted, jumped onto the table, dipped a sharp nail of her front paw into the ink, and jumped onto the paper to draw.

Its nails were extremely sharp, shining with a metallic luster under the lamp, but its strength was just right, and the nails didn't tear the paper at all.

It was a bit slow to draw, Su Jixian was not in a hurry, he leaned on the soft pillow to read the letter, Qinghao sat beside him and pinched his legs.

The loose trouser legs are lifted up, revealing white and slender calves, with a soft luster like jade, and the extension of elegant lines outlines the pampered beauty, which makes people want to hold it in their hands and take care of it.

Qinghao pressed his calf carefully, and pressed her fingers down along the bone bit by bit, and after confirming that the cracked bone had healed, she breathed a sigh of relief and held his ankle.

Su Jixian's ankle was tied with a beautiful chain, and she could vaguely hear the faint sound of bells. Qinghao was a little lost in thought, and suddenly thought of Lu Lingfeng.

In fact, Qinghao followed Su Jixian earlier than Lu Lingfeng. Before Lu Lingfeng came, he was the one who took care of Su Jixian, but after Lu Lingfeng came, for some reason, he gradually moved away from Su Jixian. After the end of his mission of lurking beside An Lushan, Lu Lingfeng was successfully with Su Jixian.

If there was no Lu Lingfeng, maybe the person next to the master would be herself... Qinghao thought vaguely, holding Su Jixian's calf with her arms, and resting her forehead on his lap.

"what happened?"

"Hmm... just a little tired, just rest for a while." Qinghao said vaguely, closed her eyes and rubbed against his leg, burying all the thoughts she shouldn't have in her heart.

Su Jixian stretched out his hand to touch his head, but didn't speak, still being generous and tolerant.

"Crack!" Suddenly there was a light sound from the window, and Mo Yu, who was dressed in black, appeared in front of the window like a ghost, and swam into the room from outside the window like a shadow, as if he didn't see the strange appearance of Qinghao, he strode over to the table Sit down and pour tea.

Qinghao let go of Su Jixian, and continued to pinch Su Jixian's legs as if nothing had happened.

After drinking two cups of tea in a row, Mo Yu stopped and said, "The priest who is good at witchcraft is not with Fan Yang, but with Shi Siming."

Su Jixian nodded, "Did you find out the name?"

"No one knows the name, only that the surname is Su."

"Su?" He repeated in a low voice, his long crow-feather eyelashes drooping suddenly, his expression thoughtful.

Mo Yu glanced at him and knew what he was thinking, "There are so many people with the surname Su in the world, that person may not be related to you."

"There are not many people with the surname Su who are also capable of psychic witchcraft." Su Jixian raised his hand and pressed his aching forehead, frowning slightly, "I am the only one left in the direct line of the Su family. It should be almost dead, and I can't be sure that person is from my Su family. But it's always good to be prepared..."

Mo Yu paused, "Do you still know witchcraft?"

"I can do everything except give birth." Su Ji said lazily, "Our Su family is as famous as the Zhao family, but the Zhao family is good at divination and the Su family is good at controlling spirits. Otherwise, how could you think I could afford it? The title of national teacher?"

"I thought it was your trick to fool others," Mo Yu said, "Maomao keeps saying that you are a magic stick."

"Go back and clean him up..." Su Jixian rolled up his sleeves, looked at the black fur ball rubbing its paws on the table, "Did you finish drawing the Lantern Festival?"

Yuan Xiao raised her tail and nodded proudly.

"Good boy." Su Jixian patted its head, got up, walked to the table and sat down, looking at the completed map of Guichuan Prince's Mansion.

Mo Yu leaned over and followed suit, picked up a pen and dipped cinnabar to draw circles on several places, "Here, here, and this are all heavily guarded places. And here, although there are people guarding, it seems that there is no place inside." People, the guards are very afraid of this place."

"We'll go and have a look when Gentiana Qin has a clear idea of ​​the deployment of troops in the palace... Shi Siming is still about seven days away from Fan Yang, so we have plenty of time."

Mo Yu listened carefully to Su Jixian's arrangement in a low voice, occasionally adding a few words.

When they were in full swing in Fan Yang, Mu Xuanying, who was far away in Taiyuan, met someone who made him feel a little bit troubled.

a woman.

A cold and seductive woman.

A glamorous and flirtatious woman who looks exactly like Brother Yu from their family.

Mo Yu's sister, Mo Lei.

Mu Xuanying sat in the teahouse, drinking tea and eating cakes with her head bowed.He had just returned from the Yingzemen change of defense. He was full of blood and gunpowder. He hadn't showered or eaten, and was stopped by this woman to ask Mo Yu's whereabouts. He felt that he could still face her with a good temper, and his temper was good enough.

Mo Lei, who was sitting across from him, didn't eat, and quietly watched the pedestrians coming and going outside. His forehead was imprinted green, his eyes were long and narrow, and his pupils were dark red, like a sea of ​​blood dried up, solidified into an ominous extreme blood color, pale face There is no expression on the face, but it is beautiful enough to attract the amazed eyes of the people around.

After eating a plate of pastries and barely suppressing the hunger in her stomach, Mu Xuanying paid the bill, stood up and planned to go back home to take a shower, eat and sleep.

Mo Lei also stood up quickly, and her figure stood in front of Mu Xuanying in a flash.

She is beautiful, and Mu Xuanying is also handsome. The confrontation between the two immediately attracted the attention of the people around them.

Mu Xuanying took a deep breath and tried to make herself less irritable, "Miss Mo Lei, I have said many times that Brother Yu's whereabouts are important to the military and should not be disclosed. If you need to find Brother Yu, you can go to the Valley of the Evil Find someone named Mo Sha at the station, or wait for him to come back."

Mo Lei frowned, and said coldly: "I know you and Mo Yu are very close, there must be a special contact line to contact him, let me talk to him personally."

Mu Xuanying twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking to herself why the dedicated contact line between him and Brother Yu was given to a stranger who had just met?Let Brother Yu find out and kill him...

Holding the sword in her arms, Mu Xuanying turned around impatiently, suppressing her anger and continuing to persuade her in a good voice: "Miss Mo Lei, it's better to go to the villa of the villain's valley to find Mo Sha, I really can't do anything about it...I'm very tired now , let me go home first, okay?"

"You don't want to give it?" Mo Lei narrowed her eyes slightly, still preventing him from letting go.

Fuck, this guy can't understand human language!Mu Xuanying was about to explode. He hadn't slept well for two days and was still hungry. He was willing to tell her that he had reached the limit of what he could endure!

I don't care if you are Brother Yu's sister!I'm not serving you anymore!

Mu Xuanying drew his sword with a clang, pointed at the ground obliquely, and the surroundings immediately scattered like birds and beasts, "I'll say it one last time, get out of the way!"

"Tell me where Mo Yu is."

"Get out of the way!" Mu Xuanying let out a low voice, and stabbed with the sword like lightning. The steel-blue luster of the long sword was fierce and windy, as if a star was coming towards him!

Mo Lei's figure quickly rolled back, and the sound of the wind blowing up from the dark red dress was like a bird flapping its wings and flying on the wind, blowing the calm air into a rewinding wind.

The two of them flashed to the outside of the teahouse in an instant, the long sword in Mu Xuanying's hand flicked, and a large piece of light blue sword shadow swayed, covering the sky and covering the sky.

Mo Lei wiped his hand on his waist, and a long whip with barbed thorns appeared in his hand, and his figure quickly retreated beyond the sky full of sword shadows, raising his hand to swing the whip.

Unexpectedly, the shadow of Mu Xuanying's sword was just swaying, she forced Mo Lei back and quickly retracted her sword, turned her head, leaped up, turned over the wall and disappeared in an instant, and ran away without a trace.

Mo Lei raised his arms in a daze for a while, and it took him a while to react, and he slapped his whip on the ground resentfully.

The author has something to say: Mo Yu's sister, Mao Mao's sister-in-law!

The exam is so desperate_(:3」∠)_

Minor repair (?_?) Accidentally mixed up the color of Mo Lei's forehead mark and eyes