right after

Since Murong Bai visited the consort's mansion at night last time, he has been inactive for many days, and the concubine's mansion also refuses visitors because Han Qing is seriously ill.

Bei Hanjian was afraid of the loneliness in the Hanqing Pavilion, so for some reason, he sent a group of beautiful female music prostitutes to relieve his boredom.Since then, the outside of the consort's mansion has been deserted, but the courtyard has become extravagant and decadent, and obscene music is played crazily all day long.

In the courtyard of the son-in-law's mansion, the group of women with delicate waists and limbs wrapped in fanxiang intoxicatingly seemed to be in a fairyland.The maikos are dressed in neon robes, with tulle eyes, plucking the piano and playing drums, dancing around their waists, scratching their heads and making poses. It's not like they are here to amuse people, but like female fairies who come to attract people's energy.

On the first large sandalwood chair in the courtyard, Han Qing stretched his legs wide and leaned in the arms of "Bai Bian" with loose clothes. A black leather chain was tied around his neck, and the slender black chain was tied to the Stool corner.

"Bai Bian" or Fan Moya is more appropriate. Although the two of them changed their heads, except for this one, it still belongs to Fan Moya from the inside out.

Whether Fan Moya is a holy son or a prince of the Xini Kingdom, the treatment he receives is excellent. The believers rush to offer gold, silver and jade dew, precious and beautiful women. It is a lotus carpet woven with gold and silver threads.It can be said that there is an element of extravagance flowing in Fan Moya's bones.

Fan Moya held Han Qing in his arms to enjoy singing and dancing all day long, while playing with the amethyst bead in his hands leisurely, Han Qing scolded to his face more than once: "The obscene devil."

Fan Moya just smiled and said nothing, sometimes he would join the dancing prostitutes to play the piano and play the flute, and dance next to the dancers, looking at Han Qing from time to time, just like a playboy.

The dancers had already secretly promised each other, wishing to take off their clothes and have a good time on the spot, but every time Fan Moya stopped flirting, making the dancers' hearts flutter, and left the stage with a bad heart.

Confined in the mansion, Han Qing looked at each other coldly, eating grapes and spitting out grape skins depressedly.

Fan Moya was covered in thin sweat, and with a smile, he grabbed Han Qing's waist, hugged him in his arms, and said with a smile, "How is my dancing?"

"Bears show their ugliness." Han Qing cursed out of conscience.

"Then what are you singing and dancing?" Fan Moya could remember Han Qing being forced to dance and sing by a dancer.

"Hmph! You wait for me to be rescued, and that's when you die." Han Qing became angry, staring at the face of "Bai Bian", clenched his fist and wanted to hit it, but was afraid of ruining Bai Bian's face.

"Do you mean that Murong Bai came to save you? Or Bei Hanjian came to save you?" Fan Moya asked with his hands lightly under Han Qing's thin clothes, licking the tips of his ears very familiarly.

Han Qing was dragged by his neck and couldn't escape, and he endured his insult alive, and his sensitive body quickly reacted.

Fan Moya has a shameless bad habit. When he has nothing to do, he likes to put his hand into his clothes and eat tofu, fanning the flames everywhere to satisfy his selfish desires.

"Let me go..." Han Qing dodged in disgust, Fan Moya was relentless, and he was doing dirty things under his wide sleeves. Soon Han Qing's eyes were full of water, and his defeat softened into a puddle of water. At the mercy of hunters.

Just when Fan Moya was about to pick up Han Qing and go into the house, suddenly a black shadow quickly jumped in from the eaves, and he dodged a few times, not knowing where to hide.

Fan Moya's different pupils froze, and he was about to make a move, when a white shadow jumped up and above the eaves, it was his old acquaintance Murong Bai.

Murong Bai held the long sword "Ruhong", staring at Fan Moya in the upper courtyard, and shouted righteously: "Shameless assassin, you failed to attack the emperor, and dared to hold the son-in-law hostage. Now the mansion of the son-in-law is surrounded Imperial Forest Army, let go of the hostages and spare your life."

While Murong Bai was speaking, a row of archers immediately stood up densely on the wall of the son-in-law's mansion, aiming at Fan Moya, and the dancing girls fled in panic, and in a blink of an eye, only Fan Moya and Han Qing were left in place.

Joy immediately flooded Han Qing's face, and he shouted, "Yu Lin!"

Fan Moya immediately understood that the purpose of arresting the assassin was probably false, and Murong Bai's real purpose was to use Emperor Beihan to kill him, so as to bring disaster to the east.

Fan Moya guessed the trick, and calmly clasped the life gate on Han Qing's wrist and said, "General Mu, I'm afraid this is a mistake. I just saw the assassin run towards the mansion."

"Assassin's Disguise has a circle of scars on his neck, do you dare to show your neck for me to examine?" Murong Bai asked.

"What a coincidence, when I went back to Pill Valley a few days ago, I encountered robbers on the way and almost wiped my neck. Now there is a circle of marks left?" Fan Moya said with a smirk.

"Of course you have traces, because you are the one who beheaded me, snatched my head, and pretended to be me!" The black-clothed assassin who jumped into the mansion at this time slowly appeared in front of everyone, and shouted sharply.

The voice of the man in black was very deep, somewhat similar to Fan Moya's, but also somewhat different.

"Bai Bian, is that you?" Han Qing immediately recognized that the figure of the man in black robe was very similar to Bai Bian, and stepped forward excitedly, but was pulled back by Fan Moya.

"Oh! Based on these few words, who would believe you? What evidence do you have?" Fan Moya asked confidently.

"This is my evidence." The man in black took off the cloak on his head abruptly, revealing a handsome face full of scars in front of everyone, except that he was a little shorter and thinner, distinguishing him from Fan Moya.

It was an extremely handsome and dignified face, covered with criss-crossing and hideous scars, the original silver eyes had now become one-eyed silver eyes, and the other eye was sunken, looking hollow.

Han Qing's eyes widened in surprise, and he covered his mouth in disbelief. The disfigured Fan Moya opposite him was his lover Bai Bian, but the content in his eyes was so familiar.

The people on the wall saw the fake "Fan Moya" and immediately aimed their bows and arrows at Bai Bian.

When several people were confronting each other, there were loud clapping sounds suddenly. Under the guard of guards, Bei Hanjian slowly entered the door, and said amusedly, "I didn't expect Mu Aiqing to catch an assassin for me, and caught a court official." Great traitor, I will reward you well when I go back."

Bei Hanjian glanced at Han Qing who was kidnapped, and said suspiciously: "Brother-in-law, I remember that you came back after beheading the traitor, why is there another Fan Moya now?"

"Report to the emperor, Fan Moya knows hypnotism, he is the one who controls the subject, and the subject doesn't know anything!" Han Qing immediately cleared his responsibility with righteous words.

"Well, I think the same way. Everything is the fault of the traitor. As long as you kill Fan Moya this time and make meritorious service, I won't blame you!" Bei Hanjian followed Han Qing's words and said with a smile.

While everyone was talking, Fan Moya stared at Bai Bian calmly, and calmly used the method of moving souls.

"Uh!" The real "Fan Moya" who was holding Han Qing hostage was shocked all over his body, and was immediately let go by the keen-eyed Han Qing. ", don't have a deep smile.

"Fan Moya, today I must kill you!" Han Qing drew out the guard's knife and put it on Fan Moya, cursing angrily with red eyes.

"Uh...uh..." Bai Bian shook his head vigorously, and excitedly pointed at Fan Moya beside Murong Bai, but found himself speechless for some reason.

"Stop pretending to be deaf and dumb there, Lai Pi Snake will kill him quickly and avenge me!" Fan Moya really urged angrily beside him.

"Um...uh..." I am Bai Bian.

Seeing Han Qing raise the knife, Bai Bian clutched his neck in pain and tried hard to speak, but he couldn't speak, sweat was dripping from his forehead in anxiety.

Seeing Fan Moya's schadenfreude expression, Bai Bian was like a dumb man eating coptis, he couldn't tell what he was suffering, so he tried his best to express to everyone that Fan Moya was the person opposite, but no one understood him.

Bai Bian saw Han Qing slashing at his neck mercilessly, and looked at Han Qing mournfully.

Han Qing saw a familiar look suddenly appeared in the eyes of "Fan Moya", and his heart moved inexplicably, and the sharp knife struck him in time.

"Hwarang, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Han Qing suddenly stopped, Murong Bai stepped forward and asked in puzzlement.

"No, no, isn't he Fan Moya?" Han Qing squatted down strangely, looked left and right at "Fan Moya" who was silently crying and speechless, then turned to look at "Bai Bian", seeing the real Fan Moya, suddenly couldn't tell who it was It's really Baibian.

"Snake, he can hypnotize you. You have been hypnotized by him. Hurry up and kill this traitor who murdered me!" When Han Qing was in confusion, "Bai Bian" stepped forward to hold Han Qing's hand and held the knife He lifted it up and aimed at Fan Moya's neck, and began to encourage again in Han Qing's ear.

"Fan Moya" shook his head desperately, trying to convey the meaning to Han Qing.

"Fan Moya, plead guilty!"

"Bai Bian" looked at Fan Moya sternly, and calmly used hypnosis with one eye. "Fan Moya"'s pupils were slightly dilated, and after a while, he confessed straightforwardly: "I, Fan Moya, plead guilty."

Han Qing suddenly began to feel uncomfortable. Looking at Fan Moya who confessed to the crime, a kind of terror filled his heart, and he couldn't help stepping back.

He had just opened his eyes and saw Bai Bian's shadow in Fan Moya's eyes, so it was impossible for him to admit his mistake.

"Lai Pi Snake, you see that he has pleaded guilty, kill him quickly!"

"Brother-in-law, are you reluctant to do it, but do you need my help?" Bei Hanjian said with a smile on his side.

"Hwarang, what's the matter?" Murong Bai asked suspiciously, looking at the tangled look on Han Qing's face that was constantly changing colors.

"No, no, he is not Fan Moya, you, you, you are Fan Moya! You are all Fan Moya, none of you are Fan Moya!" Han Qing looked from left to right, squatted on the ground in pain, hugged his head and said in confusion.

"Brother-in-law, don't worry about it. In my opinion, both of them may be fake. I might as well kill them all for you!" Bei Hanjian pulled out the sword in his arms, wiped it leisurely with a cloth, and snapped On Fan Moya's neck, his eyes were cold and cruel.

Han Qing's heart skipped a beat, Bei Hanjian wanted to kill both the real and the fake Bai Bian!

"I think Fan Moya is very scheming. He can hypnotize Bai Bian to confess his crime. Since it is difficult to tell the truth from the fake, it is better to temporarily arrest both of them."

Seeing that Bei Hanjian would rather kill than misplace, Murong Bai frowned and said another possibility.

Han Qing seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and couldn't wait to grab Bei Hanjian's arm and begged, "Yes, Hehua, Fan Moya is full of tricks, it's better to keep both of them in custody now."

"If the brother-in-law of the emperor wants to beg for mercy and save someone, come to me after cleaning up in the middle of the night tonight..." Bei Hanjian leaned over to Han Qing's ear, and said ambiguously with only two voices.

Han Qing was shocked all over, how could he not know what he meant, complex feelings were rippling in his eyes!

"Brother-in-law, what do you think of this proposal?" Bei Hanjian patted him on the shoulder, stepped back, and asked "friendly" with a smile.

"This idea... is very good..." Han Qing replied with an ugly smile on his face.The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind, Bei Hanjian I underestimated you.