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Ying Qi carried the catkins on his shoulders, carrying a bag of books found in the Anlinghou's mansion, avoided the guards and jumped into the study of King Qi's mansion.

It was cold in Yuezhou, and the Qi Palace was covered with another layer of snow. Li Yuan was sitting on the window sill, wearing a worn white dress. The fine peony embroidery was still shining with silver luster. He was holding a broken lamp I took a sip from the small white porcelain bowl in my mouth. Fortunately, there is still snow made from white plums left by Yingdie in the house. When the days get rough, I can just take a couple of sips and watch the white snow outside the window. It is a good taste.

Feixu was thrown at Li Yuan's feet.

Li Yuan hooked his hands and called Ying Qi to go to his side.

Ying Qi walked over obediently, and obediently leaned close to the master. The master lazily raised his hand and touched his hair and cheek. The plain jade ring worn on the thumb and ring finger touched his cheek, which seemed to have a cool and faint fragrance.

Ying Qi rubbed her master's palm with nostalgia, accepted the reward she deserved with peace of mind, stepped aside and quietly waited for her master to speak.

Li Yuan took the booklet handed over by Ying Qi and flipped through it, savoring the correspondence between Li Mo and Li Yan with relish, Li Mo's words were sharp and straightforward, and he was rude just looking at these few lines of orders From his tone of voice, he could guess how Li Mo put the knife on the neck of Li Yan, Marquis of Anling, forcing him to do things for him.

Feixu lay on the ground on her side, staring at Li Yuan with red eyes.

The blood oozing from his knees and hand bones had turned the study floor into a small patch of red. There was a tarsal nail stuck in the seam between the knee bone and the middle finger bone of the index finger. He couldn't stand up, and he couldn't hold the knife.

It wasn't until Li Yuanquan finished flipping through the papers that he kicked Feixu in the face with his toe.

"This king heard that the Marquis of Anling was lonely and clean. He picked up a child to raise as his son a few years ago. He liked it very much. Why, are you that Feixu?"

Feixu sneered: "You know what to ask me."

Li Yuan clicked his tongue and looked at Fei Xu's face with the tip of his toes. The silver and white lace pattern on the boot surface was reflected on this immature and fierce little face. Now that Yan is here, you have to be polite to me as an uncle. All the wild things you have done here will be returned to your master later, you should think about it."

Fei Xu pursed her lips and stared at Li Yuan fiercely.

"It seems that I still don't understand." Li Yuan waved his hand, "Shadow Seven."

Ying Qi pulled out the thin rope from the hundred-edged belt, strangled it on Feixu's mouth, and punched the place where the pain was most unbearable, expressionless, and ruthless, causing Feixu to vomit blood after a few blows, weakly They huddled together and couldn't make any sound.

Li Yuan looked down at him: "Can you talk properly now?"

After all, the young man hadn't experienced anything, so he was frightened after being in pain several times. Feixu spat out a mouthful of blood and nodded slightly.

With Li Yuan's temperament of vengeance, no matter how high or low, he has no mercy. He has never received preferential treatment from any ruler since he was a child, and now he has no extra kindness to give to anyone outside the Qi Palace.

Without Li Yuan's instructions, Ying Qi cut off a strand of blood-stained hair, tied him up and locked him in a private prison, and sent his eyeliner to send the hair to the Anlinghou Mansion in Xunzhou.

Ying Qi came back to return to his life, and was pulled into his arms by Li Yuan, holding him from behind.Li Yuan gently kissed Ying Qi's neck, supported Ying Qi's jaw, kissed the contour of the jaw, kissed to the corner of the lips, and the tip of the tongue seduced the small Yingwei's lips.As soon as Ying Qi's mind was shaken, he was lost in the lure of the master's lure, and opened his lips to accept the master's reward and aggression.

In the past, Li Yuan was like a snow-white hydrangea, noble and simple, as if he could roam the mountains and rivers in fresh clothes and angry horses, without being stained with dust; now the prince is like a bright red brocade hibiscus, who holds life and death in the palm of his hand, coquettish and vicious , captivating.

Yingqi is completely immersed in the scarlet tenderness given by Li Yuan, unable to extricate herself, lost/addicted.

Li Yuan ordered softly: "Li Mo hasn't come to my place for a long time, go and find out what he is doing."

"Yes." Ying Qi took the order panting.

The snow-white peony petals on the back were caressed wantonly by Li Yuan, and the slightly rougher fingertips touched the branding on the back, which caused Ying Qi to shudder slightly, and the beads of sweat slid into the depths along the muscle texture, like trickling dewdrops, drooping. On the edge of the white petals.

Li Yuan pressed Ying Qi's earlobe and asked: "How is the task completed?"

Ying Qi panted softly, and raised her neck slightly: "Go back to... the lord... there are still a few days... ah... let me give you a grace... a few days..."

Li Yuan bent his eyes full of peach blossoms, rubbed Ying Qi's slightly raised jaw with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "The time limit I gave you is two months, and now you have three more days."

Ying Qi trembled and explained: "Because... because of making masks...please Liang...Master Liang...to rush to make clothes...it will take time...well."

Li Yuan moved Ying Qi's waist: "How many more days?"

Ying Qi was distracted by calculations: "...seven, seven days."

Li Yuan picked up Yingqi and went to the bathroom: "Okay, then seven times tonight."

But the fourth time Ying Qi was already paralyzed, begging his master to spare his life in a low voice.

Li Yuan carried him to wash and let him sleep in his own bed, took out some wound medicines, carefully inspected the newly added scratches and bruises on the body of the two Moon Shadow Seven, covered his scarred fingertips with bow cocoons Stained with ointment, smeared it on the sleeping Ying Qi.

The best medicine at home has been sent to Luoyang Dungeon, I hope they can hold on.

Li Yuan has no intention of caring about others, he can only use his only gentleness to protect these children who are silently burning their lives in the dark.

After the blood-stained hair was delivered to the Marquis of Anling, Li Yan really came to the door in person.

Ding Guoxiao's cavalry guards guarding the Qi Palace became more and more lax. Knowing that the imprisoned Qi Wang Li Yuan had no hope of turning over, he gradually relaxed his vigilance, and his guard was even more lax at night. He just went in every day to check whether Li Yuan was still alive or not. .

Li Yan, the Marquis of Anling, found an opportunity and entered the Qi Palace alone wearing a cloak.

King Qi's mansion was dilapidated and old, the whole mansion was covered with a layer of gray and white, only a fiery red peony was planted in the barren peony garden, which was out of place with the whole mansion.

Li Yuan used Yingwei Feixu to blackmail Li Yan, but he was actually threatening the lives of the people in the Anlinghou Mansion. Yingqi also disguised himself in the Anlinghou Mansion's network circle and did a lot of tricks, left and right Qi Wangfu Having reached such a situation, it is not difficult to drag a Marquis to die together. Li Yan is kind and kind by nature, and he will not really fight with Li Yuan. He has to obey obediently, otherwise he will not be manipulated by Li Mo for so long.

Li Yuan was waiting for him outside the study, dressed in peony white clothes flying with the snow.He brushed his long hair and flashed a harmless smile.

With a pale face, Li Yan stood at the foot of the white stone steps, took off the cloak on his shoulders, held it in his hand, walked up the white stone steps humbly, knelt gently on the last step, and begged in a low voice: "I beg the emperor to raise your hands high, Let go of the Anlinghou Mansion."

Li Yuan leaned lazily by the wall and looked at him with folded arms: "This king can't bear your bow, stand up, Li Chonglou, you are quite capable, usually you can't lift your hands when you look at your shoulders." Weak son, the gunpowder is here, you want me to die."

"Because of you, the shadow guards I have raised for over ten years are now living in the dungeon rather than dying. Such a big maidservant of Prince Qi's mansion died cleanly. Now you are begging me to let you go. What did you do?"

"The one named Feixu, huh, he's good at it. Do you know why this king punished him? It was he who killed the people from the Pingxian intelligence point, so Yingyan went to investigate, and it fell into Li Mo's hands. You committed suicide for the sake of this king, you... have really raised a good dog that bites and doesn't bark."

Li Yan took a deep breath and raised his eyes: "Yes... Feixu is still young and doesn't know right and wrong, it's all my nephew's fault..."

Li Yuan was angry: "Young? Do you know how many people he killed?"

Li Yan looked at Li Yuan blankly, as if he didn't know anything about the little devil who was always by his side.

Li Yuan didn't want to wake up the person who was pretending to be asleep, so he rubbed his eyebrows.

"My nephew's only sister is married to Bi Ning, the general next to the King of Lingnan, so my nephew has to be sent by the prince of Lingnan." Li Yan argued in a low voice, "My nephew is just a marquis who was acquired by the third king of the lord. Chong also has no ambitions, I just want to live in peace, if the emperor uncle is willing to let me go, my nephew is willing to look after you."

Li Yuan sneered and knelt down to look at him: "You'd better do this. Otherwise, your Marquis Mansion won't survive, and that shadow guard named Feixu will be cut into pieces. There's a lot of blood on this king's hands, it's not bad It's one or two lives."

Li Yan shivered.He deliberately didn't destroy the letters with Li Mo, just to leave a way out for himself. If the matter is over and Li Mo lets him go, he will destroy these letters. If Li Mo breaks his promise, no wonder he uses these letters as evidence. Injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred.

Since Li Yuan is determined to fight Li Mo, Li Yan has no reason to defend Li Mo, he was involved innocently, as long as he can save the Marquis of Anling in the end, it doesn't matter which team he is on.

"Don't you have a way to transport gunpowder? Go and find me kerosene, and get as much as you can." Li Yuan was not polite, dragged Li Yan into the study, and threw him a pen and ink, "What else do you know, write it down .”

Li Yan hesitated and said, "Let me go and see Feixu."

Li Yuan smiled: "Alright, you go and watch him write, he can write faster."

Soon, Ying Qi, who had settled down in Yanjing, received a letter from his master:

"A thorough investigation of Li Mo's friend Xin Yu, in the suburbs of Yanjing."

Ying Qi hid in a dilapidated small temple, a small copper pot was roasting on the bonfire in front of her, Ying Qi mixed the paste in the pot with a wooden stick, poured it into a stone carving mold, took off the mold, and then carved out a human figure with a knife. Silhouettes of leather masks.

Ying Qi glanced at the order, threw the note into the fire and burned it, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

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