Lord, you are so beautiful

"What are you arresting him for?" Lou Lan whispered.

Mu Qing said: "Didn't I say a few days ago that I caught it for you to play with?"

Lou Lan didn't know what to say for a while, and looked at Xiang Qisheng with strange eyes.

When Xiang Qisheng was arrested, he knew that the person who came was Rong Wang's subordinate, so he didn't dare to breathe for a moment when he was sober, he just looked at Mu Qing and Lou Lan beside him in horror, and suddenly wanted to die.

Mu Qing woke him up and ignored him, and ordered someone to unlock the lock of an assassin. The assassin was beaten by Qianhe with whip marks covering his body, and when the imprisonment was withdrawn, he immediately fell off the wall and lay on the ground.

Chizuru put the pen and paper in front of him.

Mu Qing got up and approached him, condescendingly said: "Whose order?"

The assassin's blood-stained hands trembled, he picked up the rice paper, and suddenly tore his face and rushed towards Mu Qing ferociously. Mu Qing raised his foot and kicked the opponent's heart, and the assassin spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the corner of the wall.

The servants went over to arrest him, and pressed him to Mu Qing's feet.

Qianhe calmly laid another piece of rice paper in front of him.

The assassin pounced again, Mu Qing kicked again, and was grabbed and pressed in front of him by the servants again, Qianzu continued to spread paper, and this repeated, Qianhe's patience was worn out, Qianxun said: "Master, will you continue to spread the paper?" Kick him and he'll die."

The other had his heart shattered by Mu Qing's palm as early as on the street, leaving only a sigh of relief, maybe he didn't have the strength to write anymore.

Mu Qing looked at the assassin lying at his feet, knelt down, pinched his chin, squeezed his upper and lower teeth, and found that his tongue had already been cut in his mouth, no wonder he was kicked over by Qianhe at first without even making a sound One sound.

The assassin's throat throbbed, and Mu Qing calmly spread out his folding fan, covering his face, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the folding fan, dripping down Mu Qing's hands.

"Slap the mouth." Mu Qing let go of the assassin and got up, went back to sit next to Lou Lan, and said coldly, "Hit until he speaks!"

Mu Qing's so-called "slapping the mouth" was not a slap, but a wooden ruler hitting the assassin's entire area under the nose. The crackling sound was like setting off firecrackers, lingering in the room. Tilt the back to hide.One side of the assassin's face slowly swelled, and blood mixed with his teeth kept spitting out from his mouth.

Xiang Qisheng had never seen such a battle before, he couldn't help trembling with fear.How does a mute want him to speak?King Rong meant to beat him to death!Thinking of his current situation, Xiang Qisheng was terrified. He felt that it would be his turn when the assassin died, so he hurriedly called for help from Lou Lan, "Lou Lan! Lou Lan, save me! Anyway, let's get acquainted. What do you want?" Save me!"

Mu Qing rolled her indifferent eyeballs, glanced at him, and frowned slightly.

Qianhe understood, waved the whip, and with a crackling sound, the stronger and more domineering whip almost made Xiang Qisheng's face bloom, and he cried bitterly, his face dripping with blood.

Lou Lan lowered her head not to look.Mu Qing ignored Xiang Qisheng and continued to look at the assassin who was being tortured with indifferent eyes.

Qian Xun said: "Master, these two people should be dead men, I'm afraid I won't be able to ask anything."

"Dead man." Mu Qing said softly.

The assassin had passed out completely, Mu Qing waved his hand to stop, without any extra expression on his face, "Since he is a dead man, then don't kill him, I want to see how long he can last." It is to be trained from an early age, the most basic conditions are too harsh for the dignitaries in the Jianghu, if all the dead are to be trained from an early age, this is time-consuming and labor-intensive and almost no benefit in a short period of time. Who can do it in a house.There are only a few people who have already done it.

.It would save him a lot of trouble to find out.

"Greeting well, just don't kill him." Mu Qing ordered, and looked at Xiang Qisheng with a pale face in a blink of an eye, "As for this one, you must take good care of him. If he dies here, I will kill you all." Three clans!"

"Yes, my lord." The servants in the room responded, and they all understood Mu Qing's meaning.

Mu Qing lost her playfulness, and walked away with Lou Lan who didn't say a word.

"Why are you, how are you..." Lou Lan stumbled, not knowing what to say.

"Huh?" Mu Qing hummed a lazy syllable.

"Forget it, it's nothing." Lou Lan let go of Mu Qing's hand, and walked away looking unhappy, to catch crickets in the backyard.

At the same time, the prince in the palace was furious.

"Is there really such a resemblance?" The prince frowned and gestured anxiously.

An Lude didn't dare to lie, he hurriedly said: "Your Highness, it's not like, it's exactly the same! When the slave saw him for the first time, he thought it was His Highness, and only when he spoke..."

The prince's eyebrows were faintly beating with anger, "How does Mu Qing treat him?"

"This..." An Lude thought for a while and said, "The prince waved it out after the servant announced the decree. It was difficult to distinguish for a while, but judging by the tone of his conversation with the prince, he seems to be very familiar with the prince."

The crown prince's chest rose and fell violently, he fell heavily and sat back, his hand gestures were extremely slow: "Quickly pass on to the Grand Tutor."

"Yes, the slave is going now." An Lude hurried down to call for someone.

Prince Chiwen was sweating like rain.

Taifu Qinran entered the hall when the prince was staring at a foxtail lily on the table in a daze.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Qin Ran entered the palace dressed in court clothes, his handsome face couldn't help turning cold when he saw the prince's expression.

"Qin Ran..." The crown prince stared blankly at him, his gestures were weak: "Mu Qing has found another me, a me who can talk."

The regent Wang Muqing said that he lived in the palace of illness without leaving home, and piles of books were piled up and sent to the Taifu's mansion. For a while, the Qin Taifu's mansion was full of people, and the threshold was almost broken.

There was no reason for the officials and officials to come and go, King Rong ordered all the visitors to disappear, and the important affairs of the state were evenly given to Qin Taifu.

Qianhe was very happy, sitting on the branch of a tree watching Mu Qing and Lou Lan fighting crickets, and sighed: "It is said that the prince's wind and cold are getting worse, so the master doesn't go to see it."

"The master is also sick, so how can I pass it on to the prince after entering the palace." Qianxun said standing on the branch next to him.

"Master just claimed to be sick... Could it be that he is really sick? What kind of sickness?" Qianhe asked anxiously.

Chihiro said, "Crazy."

Mu Qing under the tree said lazily: "Speak again, this king cut your tongues."

Qianhe and Qianxun jumped off the tree one after another, Qianhe said in amazement: "Master, can you hear this?"

Lou Lan looked at him and said, "I heard it."

"Why are you still telling me! This is disrespectful!" Qian He waved his fist at Lou Lan.

King Rong is usually quite indulgent towards his subordinates, Qianhe and Qianxun have followed him since they were young, and there is no rule, Qianxun is gentle and steady, but Qianhe is irritable and irritable, the two just complement each other.

Mu Qing has been ill for several months with this illness, and the crown prince has not summoned him, nor has he entered the palace again.

It wasn't until Lou Lan ate the crab roe buns that he couldn't eat until the autumn wind started.

Mu Qing fell into a drowsy sleep in the afternoon, as if he had a nightmare, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his dark hair at the temples was soaked in sweat on his face.

"Mu Qing?" Lou Lan called him softly, "Mu Qing, what did you dream about?"

Mu Qing slowly opened her eyes, and saw Lou Lan's innocent face in a haze, her voice was hoarse, "Chi Wen..."

"Who is Chiwen?" Lou Lan lay curiously beside the bed.

Mu Qing was stunned and woke up completely. He stretched out his hand and gently pinched Lou Lan's face, "It's not who, where did you go to play?"

"Chenxuan made crab roe buns and asked me to eat them. I brought them for you, but Qianhe said you didn't like them, so he let him eat them." Lou Lan said.

"This kid Qianhe has also learned to be greedy from you." Mu Qing stood up, and Lou Lan went to twist the wet handkerchief to him. Mu Qing bit his lips, and Lou Lan raised his head and kissed him softly on his lips. , Wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

"What time is it?" Mu Qing hugged Lou Lan in his arms and rested his head on his shoulder.

"I don't know either." Lou Lan said.

Mu Qing held Lou Lan quietly for a while, when Qian He suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

"You're getting more and more unruly!" Mu Qing looked at him coldly.

Lou Lan broke away from Mu Qing and stood on the edge of the bed.

Qianhe was used to his anger and was not afraid, he said urgently: "This subordinate is guilty, but please take a look at this first, it was sent by Jin Yiwei."

Qianhe handed over a letter in his hand, and frowned deeply when he heard Jinyi Wei Muqing. He violently opened the letter and glanced at it quickly. In an instant, ice beads seemed to condense in the air. , even the usual ignorant Lou Lan felt his anger, "Call Qianxun here!"