my princess boy

It was late in the evening when Ling Xuetang arrived at the Han Mansion.

At that time, the setting sun was like blood, reflecting on the unmelted snow, revealing a little pink and orange light, like a girl's shy face.

Ling Xuetang didn't have time to take care of his surroundings, he hurriedly explained to the porter what he came for, but the porter said that his son had never returned home since he left early in the morning.

"Where did he go?" Ling Xuetang asked eagerly.

"The little one doesn't know." The porter put his hands in his hands, his face was troubled, "Oh, my son-in-law, my son-in-law is in a bad mood recently, and the little ones ask a few more questions, and he always scolds us, so we dare not ask more. !"

Ling Xuetang had no choice but to settle for the next best thing: "Then which direction did he go in the morning?"

"Oh, this little one knows." The porter pointed to the empty street to the west, "Here, I went there. At that time, the young master looked nervous, as if he was going to do something important!"

Ling Xuetang looked to the west—there was directly connected to the imperial palace. At this moment, except for the houses on both sides and the snow piled up on the roadside, there was no one there, and it was as open as a stone.

In the huge city of Kyoto, finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

……

That night.

The night in the palace is silent, with occasional silk and bamboo sounds. However, it is difficult to hear silk and bamboo in the winter when the new year is approaching. On such a night, you can only hear the orderly steps of the guards outside patrolling the night, and the occasional sound of silk and bamboo. The night owl chirped.

It was the first time for Mu Xianyi to spend such a night in the palace. Looking at the window that only revealed a ray of moonlight, he slightly lowered his eyelids.His eyes fell on the jade pendant in the palm of his hand, it was Han Yu's jade pendant, he had never forgotten it, and he knew it was Han Yu's at a glance, and because of this, he fell into the quagmire.

Taking a step back, even if it was a conspiracy or a trap, someone else raped and murdered Ning Xiangwu to frame Han Yu, and then designed and framed himself - even so, he would admit that he had no choice at all, He grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he understands too well that in many cases, the dignity of the royal family is more important than everything including the truth and human justice-he once heard his mother and concubine say that when his imperial grandmother was around , in order to cover up the fact that a concubine Hong Xing had cheated out of the wall, his imperial grandmother ordered all the court ladies and eunuchs in the palace where the concubine lived to be strangled!

Ling Xuetang is not a member of the palace, so he doesn't understand what the royal family will do for face... and he doesn't know what the result will be when the son-in-law goes out to investigate?

In fact, Mu Xianyi didn't care who the real culprit was. What he cared most about was how his father would deal with this cruel and embarrassing situation after the truth surfaced.

When he thought of this, he felt that the night was as cold as water, which made his whole body as cold as if soaked in snow water.

Clasping his arms with both hands, he slowly arched his back, just as he was about to stomp his feet to keep warm, when he heard very small footsteps——

"Clap."

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the door, feeling horrified... The small sound became more and more continuous, his scalp was numb, he put the jade pendant into his sleeve, got up and hid in the corner.

However, before he could find a place to hide, he suddenly heard a "squeak" from the door, and a figure rushed in accompanied by the sharp cold wind.

He turned around and left without hesitation, but before he took a step, a soft and tough belt wrapped around his neck silently:

"Well--"

Halfway through his mouth, a hard object hit his back heavily, and the belt wrapped around his neck like ghostly hands was suddenly tightened. He took a breath, and subconsciously grabbed the belt around his neck with both hands:

"Cough cough cough..."

The belt was getting tighter and tighter, and Mu Xianyi felt as if a heavy stone was hanging on his throat, and he couldn't breathe at all. He waved his hands desperately, trying to grab the person behind him, but something in the air No, his mind was blank, only thinking about:

"I'm really going to die this time, what should I do, son-in-law, son-in-law, Xuetang—"

"puff--"

It was the sound of a sword piercing flesh.

As soon as the strength on his neck was loosened, Mu Xianyi immediately threw himself forward, and his whole body fell limply on the ground, trembling all over, panting unceasingly——his eyes were dark, his ears were buzzing, his whole body seemed to be lifted from the hands of ghosts. Escaping, there are still ghosts and ghosts in front of my eyes and ears:

"Cough, cough, cough—"

He coughed vigorously a few more times, and then he seemed to have recovered. With tears in his eyes, he turned his head flushed to see: under the moonlight, a man in black fell silently on the ground, another man in black The man stood there, holding a long sword with cold light, and the tip of the long sword was dripping with blood. Near the hilt, a sliver of snow reflected on the only eye exposed on the man's face. Those black eyes It was the eyes that the people he knew best had.

"Xuetang!" Mu Xianyi called him in a hoarse voice, and wanted to get up to seek his comfort, but his body was limp and he couldn't get up at all, his face was almost crying.

He didn't cry when he faced the assassination in Chenghuang Temple, so it can be seen that this time he was really frightened.

Holding the long sword in her hand, Ling Xuetang took a few quick steps, pulled him up, said nothing, only patted him on the back with her hand.

Mu Xianyi smelled the familiar breath, hugged the most familiar embrace, then stopped crying, sniffed, and said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm afraid they'll come to harm you at night." Ling Xuetang said, she fell silent for a while, and then whispered in his ear, "Xuanxuan, being alive is more important than anything else."

Mu Xianyi was taken aback for a moment, then slowly raised his head, and saw that the only eyes that were exposed were full of complexity.

Even being watched, his heart also became complicated.

However, Ling Xuetang did not give him a chance to speak again, and said to him: "Quick, come with me..."

With his arms around his waist, Mu Xianyi realized that he was going to take her out of here, so she quickly grabbed his sleeve: "No, I'm leaving, so I'm going to flee in fear of crime..."

……

Mountain villa.

"Jin'an, I just got the news that my father asked the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Dali Temple and the three divisions of the inner court to jointly investigate the case and require an autopsy!" Mu Huihua said angrily to Sheng Yuan'an who had just entered the room. With a bit of anxiety, "Once it is discovered that Ning Xiangwu was not killed by Mu Xianyi, our plan will fall short!"

Sheng Jin'an's pace of entering the house was not affected by her, he walked steadily, and slowly approached the gorgeously dressed woman with a smile on his lips: "What's the matter, my plan is after Mu Xianyi is imprisoned, Take her out secretly, throw a dead body in, and burn the person and the house together. Since they want to investigate, let's advance this plan - anyway, Mu Xianyi is still detained in Yougong Isn't it?"

Mu Huihua was taken aback for a moment, and then a clear expression appeared on her face, and the corners of her bright red lips slowly curled up: "Yes, you are right, since this is the case, there will be many dreams in the night, how about doing it tonight?"

Sheng Jin'an chuckled softly, with a look of complacency and cruelty on his ferocious face due to the addition of a long scar: "Okay, at midnight tonight, I will ask someone to drop her."

When the time comes, people are in their own hands, so don't you just torture them as you want?

He must tell Mu Xianyi, a bitch, to survive or die!