Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

Southern Chu Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Fengluan Palace.

After Nanqianmo's morning court was over, he went to the Hall of Qianhe to discuss state affairs with Emperor Wu. It was not until evening that he returned to Fengluan Palace from the Hall of Qianhe. He originally wanted to go directly to Chengtian Palace to meet the man, but his body was sticky and uncomfortable. In the end, I still chose to go back to Fengluan Palace to take a bath.

It's just that she had just stepped into Fengluan Palace's bedroom with her front foot, when the shadow guard rolled in with her back foot.

"Empress Dowager, I have a letter."

Nan Qianmo and Yunran looked at each other, Nan Qianmo reached out to take it, only to feel that the envelope was heavy, with a semicircular object shape, she raised the corners of her lips and smiled, opened the envelope, and saw half a piece of ghost inside. character, and a short letter.

Return half of the ghost talisman to Yuezhou Mountain in Licheng, Lishang Prefecture. '

Nan Qianmo glanced at the content of the letter, one sentence, one location, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking at the half ghost talisman lying peacefully in his palm.

"She will return half of the ghost charm to you?"

Yun Ran said slowly, with doubts in his eyes.

"That's because the ghost charm is no longer safe on her."

Nan Qianmo chuckled, the man's calculations were crackling, but... it was still a little bit off.

Nan Qianmo slowly put away the letter and said, "But the windfall has come."

Ever since she invited Feng Ziye to her birthday banquet, she sent people to Lishang Prefecture to inquire about private soldiers, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and she couldn't find any news, but the location on this letter might be Feng Ziye's end up.

"Let Qi Shuang lead troops to attack Yuezhou Mountain in Licheng, Lishang Prefecture, and surrender without killing them."

Nan Qianmo's voice was stern. At such moments, her aura of looking down on the world always came out inadvertently, which made people feel awe.

"Yes."

Yun Ran responded, but Nan Qianmo stretched lazily, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Feng Ziye's backyard is on fire, and it is estimated that his ambition can no longer be hidden, that person is indeed a master who cannot be offended...

"Putting out the Qianhe Hall."

Nan Qianmo smiled wryly. She wanted to take a bath before going to Chengtian Palace to meet the man, but now there was such an episode, she had no choice but to go back to Emperor Wu and tell him about it.

It's night, Southern Chu Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Chengtian Palace.

Under careful care, Gong Xianqing's right hand has improved a lot, but he still can't lift heavy objects. It's still no problem to carry some light objects on weekdays, but his left hand still has some difficulty in moving.

The foot injury has also healed a lot, but in order not to cause more load and make the injury worse, Nanqianmo explicitly forbids Gong Xianqing from standing up, so Gong Xianqing is still sitting in a wheelchair for activities outside the road.

When Nan Qianmo returned to Fengluan Palace from Qianhe Palace to take a bath, it was already night when she arrived at Chengtian Palace. When she arrived, Gong Xianqing was having dinner, and apart from the She also prepared a bowl of white rice that night, as if she knew she would come today.

When she saw that the man was able to lift the chopsticks to pick up vegetables for herself, she felt very relieved.

"Pass down the order, the Ai family has a few personal words to say to Concubine Yao, and they will be staying in Chengtian Palace today."

When Gong Xianqing heard it, her beautiful eyebrows raised, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth for no reason.

When Nan Qianmo sat down with her, Gong Xianqing added vegetables to Nan Qianmo's bowl.

"You are so blatant, are you really not afraid of other people's gossip?"

Gong Xianqing smiled lightly, Nan Qianmo's behavior has become more and more daring recently, and now she is going to stay in Chengtian Palace, and I don't know what the flustered concubines in the harem will think.

"Not afraid."

Nan Qianmo tasted the food, he was indeed a bit hungry after a busy day today.

"Today you are going to sleep in Chengtian Palace... Could it be that you are going to do something bad?"

Gong Xianqing's beautiful eyes were full of charm, and when she looked at Nan Qianmo, she smiled coquettishly. When Nan Qianmo heard this, she choked for a moment and couldn't help coughing.

Gong Xianqing immediately leaned forward and patted Nan Qianmo's back lightly. She didn't speak until Nan Qianmo recovered.

"Don't think about anything, I just want to chat with you."

Sleeping in Chengtian Palace, Nan Qianmo really didn't think about any other 'bad things', but now that Gong Xianqing said it, her face turned red, and she was a little distracted.

Gong Xianqing looked at the man's blushing and serious face, his heart moved, and he leaned over to whisper in Nan Qianmo's ear.

"But Nan Qianmo, I want it, what should I do?"

When Nan Qianmo heard this, she retracted her ears, and her face turned red again. She hurriedly focused on just now, trying to drive away the mental shock that Gong Xianqing brought to her.

"Gong Xianqing, you sit down, the injury is still not healed, don't think about these things."

The tone seemed to be reprimanding, but the softness in it could only be understood by Gong Xianqing.

Gong Xianqing did not sit down as promised, but leaned into Nan Qianmo's ear and said, "Nan Qianmo, don't you even want me?"

The tone was soft and charming, as if a feather had been brushing against Nan Qianmo's ear.

Gong Xianqing and Nan Qianmo have been together for so long, and they have only done that kind of thing twice. At that time, Gong Xianqing had something on his mind, and Nan Qianmo didn't take the initiative, so most of the time, intimacy was just a click away.

Now that there is no barrier between the two, the enchanting charm in Gong Xianqing's bones makes Nan Qianmo's heart even more hot.

"Gong Xianqing."

Nan Qianmo spoke coldly, while Gong Xianqing withdrew her body, but the smile on her mouth did not diminish.

"Have a meal."

Nan Qianmo ordered coldly, but Gong Xianqing responded, "Okay, my empress dowager."

Gong Xianqing no longer teased Nan Qianmo, after all, she was thin-skinned and couldn't bear to be teased.

The two finally finished their meal properly, and after chatting for a few words, Nan Qianmo was a little tired, so Gong Xianqing said it was time to go to bed, and they were lying on the bed with Nan Qianmo, ready to fall asleep.

"Nan Qianmo."

Gong Xianqing turned her head and looked at Nan Qianmo's dignified and elegant appearance when she was lying on her back, but there was a suspicious blush on that pretty face.

"You still have not answered my question."

Gong Xianqing spoke softly, while Nan Qianmo opened her eyes, and turned to meet Gong Xianqing's charming eyes.

"what?"

Nan Qianmo frowned lightly, not knowing what Gong Xianqing was asking.

"Do you want me?"

Gong Xianqing's eyes were shining with water, charming and charming, Nan Qianmo blushed, avoiding Gong Xianqing's eyes, swallowed inadvertently, but her subtle movements made Gong Xianqing see clear.

"Gong Xianqing, sleep."

Nan Qianmo still didn't answer, she turned her head, closed her eyes, and stopped talking, but the corner of Gong Xianqing's mouth curled into a smile, and when she grabbed Nan Qianmo's hand, Nan Qianmo immediately opened her eyes Looking at Gong Xianqing inexplicably.

Gong Xianqing put Nan Qianmo's hand into his underwear, and his hands were slippery, and Nan Qianmo was surprised that the man had taken off his bellyband at some point.

Nan Qianmo put her hands on Gong Xianqing's twin peaks, feeling the beating of Gong Xianqing's heart, it made people feel warm and at ease.

"Nan Qianmo, let me ask you again..."

Gong Xianqing tightened Nan Qianmo's hand. In fact, she was also nervous, but compared to Nan Qianmo, that would be a big deal.

"Do you want me?"

Gong Xianqing's voice was extremely soft, but it reverberated heavily in Gong Xianqing's ears, causing the heart lake to stir round and round.

After a long time, a warm voice came.

"think."

Southern Chu State, Quzhou, Yucheng.

Leng Xiaowu was sitting in the cold and dark cellar. She didn't know how she got here. She only remembered that she smelled a scent and then lost consciousness. When she woke up, she was in the cold and dark cellar. The dragon pattern double-edged dagger and the pear blossom needle were gone, and the hands and feet were also put on iron chains.

"Mo Yan...Mo Yan..."

Leng Xiaowu buried his head in his knees, calling that person's name over and over again, weeping softly, shivering from the cold all over his body.

At this time, the iron door of the cellar was slowly opened, and a ray of light came in. Leng Xiaowu raised her head, her delicate face was covered with tears. When the sun shone in, she couldn't help but close her eyes. Get used to that sudden light.

The iron door was slowly closed again, Leng Xiaowu opened his eyes, and looked at the tall man standing in front of him.

"madman."

Leng Xiaowu said two words harshly, Feng Ziye laughed, and when he squatted down, Leng Xiaowu could smell the faint smell of blood coming from his body.

Feng Ziye picked up Leng Xiaowu's chin with his fingers, Leng Xiaowu didn't like the man's touch, so he turned his head away from his finger.

"Madman, this king likes this title."

Seeing that Leng Xiaowu didn't like his touch, Feng Ziye didn't continue to touch her, but his eyes became a little colder.

"Unexpectedly, the master of Jueyin Pavilion actually likes women, or likes a little idiot."

Feng Ziye's words obviously irritated Leng Xiaowu. She looked at Feng Ziye fiercely, and said coldly, "I...not, idiot!"

Leng Xiaowu was about to cry out of anger, but Feng Ziye's expression of regret and pity for herself made her wish to cut the person in front of her into pieces.

"It's so pathetic... so pathetic..."

Feng Ziye clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and sighed, Leng Xiaowu stretched out his hand to grab Feng Ziye's neck, but Feng Ziye grabbed his wrist, the speed surprised her, this person's martial arts must not be weak, and It is very likely that he is much taller than himself, but he unconsciously feels fear in his heart.

"Little idiot, I don't want to kill you right now, so you'd better not make me angry."

Feng Ziye's hand strength increased a bit, Leng Xiaowu groaned in pain, but his little face covered with sweat and tears still looked fiercely at Feng Ziye.

Looking at Leng Xiaowu's stubborn expression, Feng Ziye couldn't help but feel madness in his heart, he wanted to break down the stubbornness of this idiot.

Feng Ziye used her internal strength, and the strength of her hands became stronger. Leng Xiaowu even heard the sound of bones breaking. She bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making any sound. Her face was pale, and her little face was covered with fine sweat .

Feng Ziye snorted coldly, let go of Leng Xiaowu's hand, and Leng Xiaowu's hand hangs down feebly, the severe pain even made her bite her lip to bleed to hold back.

"The king's patience is not good, you'd better pray for your pavilion master to come soon, otherwise..."

Feng Ziye's voice suddenly became low and cold.

"It's not as simple as one hand."