It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

In the silent night, Bai Han looked at Bai Lang calmly, but Bai Lang lowered his head, not daring to meet his eyes.The two were in a stalemate like this, and the air became frozen.

"Castle Master..." After a long time, Bai Lang said cautiously, "Let's go back."

Bai Han didn't say a word, his eyes were calm.

Bai Lang quietly raised his head to look at him, then quickly lowered his head again, leaning his shoulders against the wall, with his hands behind his back, pointing to the wall one after another.

"Why don't you go?" Bai Han finally spoke.

Bai Lang breathed a sigh of relief, his simple and honest face was full of smiles, which made people feel friendly at first sight.

"Castle Master, it's almost dawn, let's go back to sleep." He said to Bai Han eagerly.

Bai Han glanced at him, shook his head, "Go to the brothel."

Bai Lang's smiling face collapsed just now, he looked at Bai Han strangely and said, "Castle Master, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Han turned around and strode forward, looking at the direction, which seemed to be where he used to go.

Bai Lang was anxious, he jumped forward, grabbed Bai Han's hand, and said pitifully, "Castle Master! You can't go there!"

"Why?"

Bai Han stopped in his tracks and looked back at Bai Lang.

Bai Lang blinked his eyes, maintained his pitiful expression, and said, "Castle Master, it's not good in there, you're not suitable to go." While speaking, he exerted force with his hands, trying to drag Bai Han back.

Bai Han stood still, no matter how he moved, he refused to take a step back.Bai Lang spent a long time trying in vain to look at Bai Han, his face became more and more pitiful.

"I've never been there again. It's not interesting inside. Even if you go, Castle Master, you will definitely find it boring." Bai Lang tried hard to persuade, "You better not go."

Bai Han stared at him and asked, "You didn't go again?"

Bai Lang nodded quickly, and swore with his hands up, "As a member of Iron Eagle Fort, how could my subordinates go to such a place!"

"Bai Yue..." Bai Han said slowly.

"Bai Yue can testify, I haven't been there!" Bai Han hurriedly pulled out Bai Yue's name, and looked at Bai Han expectantly.

"Then..." Bai Han moved his feet, and Bai Lang immediately grabbed him nervously. Bai Han turned around and walked towards the inn. Bai Lang breathed a sigh of relief and felt relaxed.

"Come here." Bai Han turned his head and said to Bai Lang.

Bai Lang paused, looked at Bai Han who was waiting for him with the door open without looking back, smiled wryly, and finally followed inside.

"Lie down." Bai Han ordered.

Bai Lang was taken aback, and just about to speak, he saw Bai Han's hands ready to strike. He sighed secretly, and lay obediently on the bed.

Bai Han bent down, stared fixedly at the honest face with closed eyes, put his hand on it, stroked it vaguely, and after noticing that Bai Lang's body tensed up, he slowly lowered his hand, Gently straightened Bai Lang's slightly crooked body, making him lie on the bed upright.

Bai Lang tensed up, feeling speechlessly that the castle master had put his body upright again, with his wrists clasped around his waist and abdomen, he relaxed his body, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Bai Han lowered his head, kissed him lightly on the forehead, then sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him peacefully.

"Castle Master?" Bai Lang opened his eyes and looked at Bai Han who was staring at him. His gentle gaze made his heart ache.

"Hush." ​​Bai Han signaled him to be quiet, and waved his palm very slowly at the candle, and the light went out with a bang.The whole room fell into darkness again.

"Go to sleep." Bai Lang heard Bai Han say so.Because the voice was covered by darkness, there was actually a bit of tenderness.

Hope it's not clear.

This thought flashed through Bai Lang's mind, and his eyelids gradually became heavy and unable to lift, and he quickly fell into a dream.

Qin Ge returned to the room, left Butler Qin aside, looked at his old and haggard face in a short period of time, and asked calmly, "Do you remember what you took away back then?"

Qin Butler froze, strangled his neck and pretended to be dead.

Qin Ge sneered, sat down at the table, and said, "The palace master said, if you are caught, you will be executed on the spot. The things are not important."

Qin Butler's brows and eyes trembled violently, and blood appeared around his mouth again.

Qin Ge's index finger curled slightly, he pressed the table lightly, and said, "However, if you tell me, I might let you go when I'm happy."

Qin Butler opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at Qin Ge in disbelief.Qin Ge smiled slowly, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, "Why, don't you believe it?"

"You..." Qin Butler mumbled a word, but couldn't speak anymore, the muscles on his face trembled and twisted terribly.

"The jaw has been removed." Qin Ge looked at him, and suddenly said, "But what to do? If you don't remove the jaw, you will kill yourself."

Butler Qin desperately shook his head, bowing on the ground.

Sitting on a chair, Qin Ge looked down at Butler Qin as if looking at a struggling ant.

Qin Butler was sobbing in his mouth, in a panic.

"Forget it." Qin Ge clapped his hands, stood up, and said boredly, "Suddenly I don't want to know anymore."

Qin Butler opened his eyes wide, staring at Qin Ge's straight back.Qin Ge stood in front of the window, looked at the flowers all over the city with disgust, closed the window, and said with a smile, "You have been in Mufu for so long, you must know a lot about Mufu."

Doubt flashed in Qin Butler's eyes, he didn't understand what he was asking Mu Fu for.

"Tell me," Qin Ge's eyes were full of smiles, "Where is Mu Qinghe's secret room?"

Hearing this, Butler Qin felt that the previous stiff struggle had subsided a lot. He moved his jaw, his saliva mixed with blood flowed all over the floor, and looked at Qin Ge vigorously.

Qin Ge frowned slightly, looking at the dirty marks on the ground, feeling impatient.

"Forget it." He turned around, stopped looking at Butler Qin, and said coldly, "You'd better die."

After finishing speaking, before Butler Qin could speak again, a silver needle suddenly appeared on his fingertips, and shot towards Butler Qin's throat.Qin Butler made a groan in his throat, and died instantly.

Qin Ge didn't look at the dead body behind him, but clapped his hands outside the window, and a man in black jumped in. "Get rid of him." Qin Ge ordered, and the man agreed, dragged the corpse on his shoulders, and disappeared into the night.

Qin Ge stood silently for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.After a long time, he lowered his head, looked at his missing half of his clothes, laughed at himself, untied his clothes, and threw them aside.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, and when he stretched out his hand, it felt as sticky as thick ink, and the air that came in from the tip of his nose carried a strong smell of blood.

The strange feeling from the pavement made Baozi's hair stand on end, his body stiffened, and he didn't dare to move.

"My lord!" he yelled to the front in horror.

Ever since he fell from above, he has been expecting Mu Qinghe to appear in front of him again and lead him away from here.However, time seemed to have passed for a long time, and Mu Qinghe still did not appear.

"Young master! Let me out, I don't want to know any more secrets, I don't want to know at all..." He shouted loudly, hoping that Mu Qinghe was hiding somewhere here and could hear his cry.

However, he yelled over and over until his voice became hoarse, but he didn't get a single response.

The silent environment and terrifying space made him almost collapse.

The fear buried deep in his heart resurfaced, and he had to confirm one thing amidst his hoarse cries, Mu Qinghe seemed to have abandoned him.

"Young master... I, I love you." Baozi threw himself on the ground, weeping bitterly, he groped the ground with both hands, and stood up crookedly, frightened and sad at the same time, unexpectedly burst out Not reconciled, this force supported him to stand up, trying to find a way out.

"My lord, what did I do wrong?" He said to himself over and over again, not understanding what had brought him into such a situation.

"I won't mention any secrets anymore..." He begged for mercy in a low voice, thinking that his question touched Mu Qinghe's back.

"Young Master, Young Master..." He walked staggeringly, calling out incessantly.

However, there was still no answer.

Sitting at the table, Mu Qinghe watched the sky brighten little by little, and his face became gloomy little by little.

In the early morning, the Mu Mansion is full of flowers, bright everywhere, but there is no sound of people, no insects, and a deathly silence.

Mu Qinghe looked straight ahead, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

"My lord!" A servant ran in in a panic, and hurriedly saluted him.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qinghe looked at him sullenly, but the boy lowered his head in fear, not daring to look at him more.

"The old lady has gone!" The servant yelled in fear, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Go?" Mu Qinghe repeated slowly, not panicking.

The boy sneaked a hesitant glance at him, then knelt obediently on the ground, not daring to move.

"Has Master and Madam gone?" Mu Qinghe asked.

"Go." The servant lowered his head and replied.

"That's good. You go back first."

Hearing this, the servant bent over and went out very quickly.

Mu Qinghe sat there quietly, contemplating for a while, then laughed lowly at first, then slowly the laughter grew louder and became extremely high-pitched.

He stood up, danced and walked around the room, and said frantically, "Go, go, finally go!"

As soon as he reached the door, the servant who hadn't walked out of the door stopped in horror. Hearing Mu Qinghe's laughter, his face turned pale, "Master, isn't he too sad and mad?" He thought for a while, and quickly turned to Run to the yard where the old lady lives.

"Master, madam! Master is not well!" The servant rushed in and reported in a panic.

Mrs. Mu was crying bitterly while holding the old lady's hand, when she heard the words she immediately stood up and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, young master?"

Master Mu glared at the boy, then grabbed Mrs. Mu who was about to leave, and said, "What are you in a hurry for? That little bastard, it would be better if he died!"

Mrs. Mu was held back by him, she couldn't stop crying, and cried, "It's all your fault for forcing the child like this!"

Master Mu said angrily, "Why did I force him! Just let him go to the temple for a while, and he will, he will become like this! Do you know what your son has done!"

Mrs. Mu was shaken all over, her already pale face became paler and paler, she could hardly stand, she was timidly supported by a little maid on one side, looking at Mrs Mu who lost her vitality on the bed, she broke down and cried loudly, "What the hell did you do..."

Master Mu snorted coldly, extremely annoyed, and complained, "If Xiao Chuan was left behind, there would be nothing wrong with him."

"Master!" Mrs. Mu shouted, covering her face and crying.

Master Mu shook his sleeves, found a chair, and sat there with a tiger's face and got angry.

"Father, even now, you still miss Xiaochuan..." Mu Qinghe walked in with a smile, just as gentle as usual.

"Bastard!" Master Mu jumped up from the chair, pointed at Mu Qinghe and cursed.

Mu Qinghe saw that he was extremely angry, with a relaxed expression on his face, he said softly, "Father, you are not in good health, it's better not to get so angry."

"Get lost!" Master Mu slapped the table hard, looked at the smiling person in front of him, and said bitterly, "Your grandmother passed away, so you came here like this?"

"Otherwise, what should I look like?" Mu Qinghe said leisurely, walking leisurely to Mrs. Mu's bedside.

Mrs. Mu had tears on her face, she wanted to go forward but didn't dare to go forward, she just looked at him earnestly with tears in her eyes.

Mu Qinghe walked to the bed, looked at the lifeless old woman on the bed, stretched out a finger, put it under his nose, paused for a while, withdrew his hand, and said, "It's really dead."

"Niezi!" Master Mu jumped up, pointing at Mu Qing and cursing angrily.

"Father, if you scold me again, Xiao Chuan will be gone." He looked at Master Mu's angry face indifferently, saw him trembling all over, suddenly smiled, took out a small thing from his bosom, and said, "Oh, no, He still has something left."

He slowly spread out the things in his hands, Mr. Mu looked at him in shock, but Mrs. Mu just took one look and then passed out.

"You..." Master Mu trembled all over, pointed at Mu Qinghe and was speechless.

Mu Qinghe took the thing in his hand, walked towards Master Mu, spread the thing in front of his eyes, and said, "Look, I left this for Xiao Chuan." He whirled the thing carefully, cherishing the authenticity, "This , I wear it every day."

The veins on Master Mu's forehead popped up, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.A servant looked curiously, and happened to see Mu Qing and what was spread out in the palm of his hand, it was a white, small, bone-like thing.