unscrupulous male concubine

The room was very dark, the shutters on the inside of the wooden lattice windows were tightly closed, the sun shone obliquely from above, and penetrated into the room through the narrow gap, and the fine dust shone brightly in the white light, dancing lightly .

There is a sapphire incense burner on the table, the purple smoke overflows from the carved hole, curls up, spreads during the ascent, and volatilizes to the corners of the room.

Mo Weizhe sat up from the bed, pressing his temples, and leaned his back against the bed rail. He coughed lightly twice, breathing heavily.

"Aren't you, are you really sick?" Chun Jing walked inside with the bowl, couldn't help but frowned when he saw his almost transparent pale face, and put the bowl on the small round table beside the bed.

Mo Weizhe waved his hands, covered his lips, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, swallowed, and asked hoarsely, "I've been here for so long, haven't you found it?"

"Oops! Stop talking, drink some soup first." Looking at his painful appearance, Chunjing felt very uncomfortable. She picked up the bowl and handed it to him, turned around and stood up, opened the window, and turned to Mo Wei. Zhe said, "This room is too stuffy and dry, let me open the window for you to get some air."

Standing at the window, he took a deep breath, touched his nose with his hand, turned around and brought tea to extinguish the incense in the incense burner.I don't know how long the incense has been burned, and because the house is sealed off, the fragrance cannot be released, and it accumulates in the room, making the smell pungent.

Mo Weizhe furrowed his brows tightly, sipped two mouthfuls of soup with difficulty, pursed his lips, his Adam's apple rolled and rubbed against his dry and hot throat, the burning pain stimulated his nerves, the blue veins on his forehead pumped uncontrollably, and his fingers couldn't bear it. Trembling, the soup in the bowl was tumbling like the surface of a windy sea.He took a deep breath, put down the bowl with steady hands, looked at Chunjing's back, and asked eagerly, "Did you find it?"

Chunjing took a deep breath, turned around, pursed her lips and stared at Mo's uncovered eyes.He looked at it for a while, then raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "I asked you to go together, you insisted, why are you so anxious now? What do you know?"

"Know what? What do you mean?"

Mo Weizhe looked at Chunjing with a frown, confused and anxious.

Seeing Mo Weishi's gaze, Chunjing pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders, slowly sat down in front of the window, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, and took a sip slowly, "Yichixue said we walked for three days .”

"Ah."

"But in my mind, we only went there for one night. We did find Chuyang's tomb in Xishan, but it was a little strange. I decided to go to Xishan on a temporary basis, and you are the only one who knows, but someone followed along the way , does this have anything to do with you?"

"No."

Chunjing thought for a while, and didn't know how to describe to Mo Weizhe what they saw at night. If the tomb was empty, but when they walked around to look again, there was another corpse lying inside. .Could it be that before he stepped into Wulipo, or earlier, when he first entered the West Mountain, he had already stepped into the enchantment set by that ghostly shadow?

At this time, he still had doubts about Mo Weizhe, wondering if Mo Weizhe knew the mark he had set on his door, so he pretended to be sick and didn't go out, so he didn't intend to tell the whole story .

"The tomb is overgrown with weeds and no one takes care of it. Does Chuyang have any other relatives?"

Mo Weizhe frowned and shook his head.

"Didn't he get your approval? Why haven't you seen him once?"

"life and death……"

Seeing that Mo Weizhe was about to talk about life and death again, he hurriedly raised his hand to signal, "Okay, you don't need to say anything, I understand!"

Although he also felt that Mo Weizhe's words made some sense, he didn't agree. Isn't it very sad that a person's life and death are unknown?

"Is there no one who has a close relationship with him?"

"Have."

Chun Jing's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a burning light in them.Just when he thought he had finally found a breakthrough point, he heard Mo Weizhe continue to say, "I. In the royal city, I am the only one who is closest to him."

"It's enough to be your friend!" Chun Jing curled her lips and rolled her eyes.

Mo Weizhe coughed, and forced the corners of his mouth to smile, "So you must not die. If you die, you will have nothing."

"Okay, you have a good rest, I'm leaving first." Chun Jing snapped open the bone fan, "Go out for a walk if you have time, always bored in the room, even if you don't get sick, you will get sick."

Chunjing walked to the hollowed-out moon gate, turned her head to look at Mo Weizhe suddenly, "Is there any connection between Chuyang and the fox people?"

Mo Weizhe, who was about to lie down, looked back at him, his brows were tightly furrowed, his pupils were full of confusion, and he didn't understand where Chun Jing came from.He pursed his lips and shook his head, and said, "I've never heard of it."

Chun Jing pouted and nodded, turned her back to Mo Weizhe, shook her fan, and walked out of the room with her hands behind her back.

"Go to Jiudieyun and get the mistletoe leaf to show him. He looks very sick." Chunjing walked up the suspension bridge, looked at Xiaocha who was coming from the opposite side holding tea, stopped and asked After saying a word to him, he jumped, and he was already standing in the hall on the first floor, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the gate, and he was out of Yunliang Pavilion in a blink of an eye.

"Jingchun!" Jiudieyun chased after the remaining foot, and eagerly grabbed Chunjing's hand.

Chunjing glanced at Ruirui standing outside Yunliang Pavilion, took a deep breath, looked back at Jiudieyun, raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"Qianmingjia," Jiudieyun opened his mouth and spit out a name, "She's getting married!"

Chunjing was stunned for a moment, and before she could recall it, Jiudieyun said happily, "You and Xiaozhe don't have to worry about her pestering you anymore! But she is also quite pitiful. After getting married, it will be difficult to return to the royal city. I heard that the person she is going to marry is very cruel, and he will kill people without blinking an eye."

Chun Jing frowned, Qian Mingjia shouldn't have ended like this.

He asked, "Who did you listen to?"

"Brother Xue, brother Xue heard from a friend last night."

Chunjing pursed her lips tightly and nodded slightly, "Go in and rest, I'm leaving."

Ruirui took Chunjing's arm, raised her head slightly to look at his blue chin, hesitated for a while, and comforted him and said, "There may be room for saving this matter. This game is won by Zhi Leng and the others." .”

Chunjing sighed, and shook her head lightly, "This must be their decision after all kinds of consideration, and it is absolutely impossible to change it. For them, this is already the greatest forgiveness for Qian Mingjia."

"She shouldn't have ended like this."

Chun Jing frowned and did not speak.

Other people's affairs are irrelevant to her. When she turned the corner and saw a shop for food on the street, Ruirui forgot the unhappiness just now. She took Chunjing's hand and rushed into a restaurant, waving her small hand , I ordered ten cages of buns first.

"I feel like we've been walking for three days! I can eat a cow now!" He said and stuffed a bun into his mouth.

"Don't say three days, it's three months. If you don't eat for three years, you'll be fine!"

"That may be, when the gluttons are restless, they can't wait for a moment!" Ruirui said to Chunjing with her stuffed cheeks and staring eyes.

Suddenly, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the sound of smacking her lips to eat suddenly stopped when she first entered the door. Chunjing glanced at the eyes staring at Ruirui, and suddenly felt ashamed, twitched the corners of her mouth, and leaned over to remind her,

"Hey! You're a girl!"

"What's wrong with the girl!" Ruirui turned her head and glanced at the diners who were staring at her with their mouths open and their clothes in disbelief. She narrowed her eyes and stretched her chopsticks forward. Goug your eyes out and drink!"

Chunjing looked at her and smiled lightly, served her a bowl of soup, "What did you find?"

"Original Leaf's medical skills are good, but it's not enough."

Ruirui lowered her head and took a sip of the soup, grunting casually.

Hearing what Ruirui said, Chunjing knew there was nothing to be done, she must not have checked other places, but she still tried, "It's not about this."

"Didn't you confirm the suspect?" Ruirui raised her head and glanced at him, "I see you made a mark on his door."

"I can't confirm his identity until he goes out."

Ruirui looked at Chunjing speechlessly, and slapped the chopsticks on the table, "Little brother! You can only confirm his identity if he doesn't go out!"

A word awakened the dreamer, Chun Jing was stunned for a while, then frowned again, "But he is indeed sick."

"Believe it or not, I can make you sick right now!"

Chun Jing licked her lips and nodded, "I believe."

Rui Rui turned her head and waved to Xiao Er, asking him to pack the remaining buns in the steamer.

Chunjing asked her, "Aren't you full yet?"

"Don't waste it, understand!" Ruirui threw the wrapped buns to Chunjing, turned around and left the shop, "I think you don't want to believe it is him, so you will find an excuse to excuse him. But if you believe him , And why leave such a mark on his door! Exclude all the impossible, even if the last one is unbelievable, it is the truth. You just don’t want to believe it, but he doubts him, doesn’t he?”

"He is not of the fox family. In theory, it is impossible for him to touch the mark I made."

"There are accidents in everything. So far, apart from this identity mismatch, he is the biggest suspect, right? Only he knows the cause and effect. Is Chuyang really dead? The grave is really his bones He only knew Mo Weizhe in Wangcheng, who else could prove his identity besides Mo Weizhe? Why was the crystal pendant that was supposed to be buried with Chuyang still left in the world, and why was the corpse buried? Why is there a bell that shouldn't appear."

Ruirui's series of questions caused Chunjing a headache, he felt like he was entangled in an unclear cocoon, and he couldn't find a way out.

"Maybe there are other problems that we haven't discovered yet. Besides, he has no reason to stop me."

"What if your actions threaten his plans?"