Qingben Boliang, you don't know

Qing Chen lowered his head and kissed her scar lightly, as light as a feather. If he hadn't seen his movements, Jin Han would have even thought it was her illusion.

He raised his head slowly, and said in a low voice, "It's good that I can hurt you for you."

His eyelashes were long like a feather fan, and his teardrops were crystal clear, like the first tear of a newborn baby, solemn and pious.Like the last tear of a phoenix, it is deep and painful.

Qing Chen covered Jinhan's blouse, raised his hand to feel her pulse, his fingers on her wrist froze for a moment, he looked into Jinhan's eyes, "If you are angry with me, come to the Duke's mansion anytime, Qijuequ, don't practice any more."

Jinhan stared at his deep phoenix eyes, and smiled lightly, "You are still not a human being before, and you are more attractive."

Qing Chen lowered his eyes, took off his cloak, put it on Jin Han's body, and untied Jin Han's acupoints.Turn around and walk slowly.

Jinhan pulled off the cloak on his body, looking at Qing Chen's back, the smile in his eyes turned cold little by little.

Qing Chen walked back to the Duke's Mansion. Mo Xian had been waiting in the mansion for some time. Seeing that the blood on Qing Chen's white clothes was blurred, he was shocked. Is there anyone in this world who can hurt him?

There is also Mu Jinhan.

Qing Chen walked to the window and stopped.The moonlight caressed his eyebrows and cast blue shadows under his eyes.

When he saw the scars on her back and thought of their children, his heart really broke.It would be great if she could hurt for her, and if he could hurt more than her.

He wants to heal her wounds, for sure.

Mo Xian always believed that Qing Chen had no tears.When he was 15 years old.Her mother died in the bedroom, her father died in front of him, he was trapped in the fire, and when his life was dying, he never shed a single tear.

Mo Xian walked out of the Duke's mansion and let out a low sigh.

The next day, the mist was so heavy that people couldn't breathe.

Jinhan went to the court in a soft sedan chair, cursing the sky, which made her feel that it was not yet dawn, and the journey was extremely long.

When Jinhan sat on the soft cushion, he heard the ministers in the court buzzing you and me, trying to hear who said what, it took a little effort.

Xu Shilang was stabbed to death at home, and the Ministry of Criminal Investigation has no clue about the case, and it may be classified as an unsolved case.The border bandits are rampant, and the people are complaining.There has been no war for a long time in any country, and the military service is too heavy.

Jinhan looked at the empty dragon chair, is this how Zhongli Moyan became the emperor?It is said that Da Qi is strong and powerful, after looking at it for so many days, it is nothing more than an empty shell, Da Qi Lian is already in danger.

Qing Chen changed into a blue court dress, which was a little less indifferent and gentle, and a little more calm and serious. His expression was gloomy, and he never spoke.

When Mo Yan walked onto the stage and sat on his back on the stage, he covered his mouth to doze off, obviously he was woken up before he woke up.All the courtiers were standing in danger, Mo Yan waved his hand, signaling the morning court to start.

After the courtiers played one by one, Mo Yan approved a few, and saw that the people standing next to him were silent, so he was about to get up.Prime Minister Zhao came forward and said: "Your Majesty, disasters in Nancheng are still frequent, and the reputation is not worth living. It is not enough to grant some money."

Prime Minister Zhao has always been the one who likes to stand out, probably because he is used to being straightforward, and his words are not embellished, which sounds somewhat disrespectful.Mo Yan was already a little impatient, but fortunately, the two generations of kingdoms had some patience for this.

Mo Yan looked up at Prime Minister Zhao and said, "Prime Minister means that I should send someone capable to go with me?"

Prime Minister Zhao said: "The emperor is wise."

Mo Yan stretched out his fingers and tapped on the forehead rather tangledly, Ruifeng's eyes turned from one side of the stage to the other.

The courtiers, who were full of loyalty, lowered their heads and stood upright.

In recent months, there have been frequent disasters in Nancheng, and there may be epidemics. Not to mention that the roads are starved to death, and the desolate people are so noisy that the two surrounding cities dare not open their gates.The most frightening thing is that middle-aged men often go missing in Nancheng, and now there are no young men there.

A hundred years ago, Daqi's two princes fought in Nancheng to win the reserve position.People in Nancheng heard rumors that there is too much yin there, and one day there will be no one left.Now Nancheng has been passed down as a ghost town.

Not to mention the civil servants who died admonishing the court, and the military officials who died fighting on the battlefield, such a glorious death method, few officials can do it.This kind of dispatch to disaster relief may be gone forever.Who is willing to take on a job without great merit and reputation?

But the disaster situation in Nancheng should not be underestimated. Not to mention that Nancheng is located in the center of Daqi Kingdom, and the disaster situation tends to spread to the surroundings. The geographical location between it and Shengjing alone can be regarded as an emergency.If the fire is not extinguished in time, border bandits will rise everywhere, people's grievances will boil, and if they dig out the capital, Daqi will die first without the Western Regions attacking.

Mo Yan also knew the power of it, and now the officials who represent the imperial court to relieve disasters are the most important.

This errand can't be done well, because there are no people inside and outside.If it is not done well, it will be infamous for thousands of years. If it is done well, it is the responsibility and it should be done.

Everyone can see through their hearts.

Prime Minister Zhao held his breath, turned his head and looked around, but no one took the initiative to go, so he withdrew his gaze and stopped counting.But he is old and frail!If he went there, the disaster would not be relieved, and he fell down first.

Mo Yan turned his eyes for a moment, fixed his eyes on Mo Xian, and said: "Jun Wang, you can run this trip for me."

Mo Xian stepped forward and said: "Your brother obeys." He originally thought that he had no intention of political affairs these years.Being a king of idleness, Mo Yan would care about the brotherhood, not wanting to, there is still today.

Jinhan looked at Mo Xian, he was still clear and handsome, but there was bitterness in his eyes.She turned her eyes to Mo Yan, and saw him sitting there with a stern look on his face.Really ruthless.

All the courtiers secretly let out a sigh of relief, not wanting Mo Yan to stand up and take a few steps, then suddenly turned his head and looked at Jin Han: "Han Aiqing, I know you are proficient in medical science, you should go together."

After all, he sank a bit, as if unwilling.It seems to be a pity.

"Sir, thank you for the emperor's order."

Jinhan smiled wryly to himself, and it was her.Since when did Mo Yan start to doubt her.To arouse his suspicion, there is no room but death.Perhaps, from the beginning, he never trusted her.A chance encounter in the martial arts, she entered the capital, and she was crowned the court. She knew it would not be so easy, she just thought that she could go a little further.

Everyone dispersed, and everyone knew in their hearts that the witch who caused troubles in the court was finally going to the execution ground.It's just pitiful for the county king, who has been wandering around for so many years, but still ended up like this.

This day, Mo Xian felt rather melancholy. He walked slowly on the short distance from the main hall to the palace gate, almost catching up with her. Seeing that he was walking a few steps ahead, Jinhan took a few steps quickly and put his arms around her. He touched his arm, and a smile of autumn flowers and bright moon appeared on his lips.

Mo Xian was taken aback by the sudden enthusiasm, and grinned at Jin Han.

He took a few steps, stretched out his arm, and hugged Jinhan's shoulder with great righteousness, "Let's go. Let's go drink."

This tone of voice, blatantly seeing each other late, being able to be looked down upon by Zhong Li Mo Yan at the same time, is also their fate!He had completely forgotten that while hiding under the hem of her skirt, he had made up his mind not to drink again.

It was rare for Jinhan to be in a good mood, so he continued: "Okay, drink two jars of green bamboo leaves."

Mo Xian laughed, and hugged Jin Han tightly, "You boy, you have good taste!"

Everyone who saw it thought that these two people were so happy to go to the execution ground, they were probably crazy.

Qing Chen looked at the gradually blurred backs of the two of them, and under the wide sleeves, the knuckle-like hands clenched slowly and forcefully, he didn't want to wait any longer.

Mo Yan's imperial decree was clearly drawn up, not to set off tomorrow, but to leave immediately, so Jin Han and Mo Xian had no choice but to drink together in the carriage with wine pots.

Sitting suavely on the outside of the car and riding a horse.There was a slight wind blowing, and he felt good about himself, but in the carriage driving side by side, jumped a man, with white skin and brows, and blue clothes that matched the blue sky, extraordinarily glamorous.

The next moment, the man in blue boarded the carriage he was driving, opened the door, and got in.

The moment the car door closed, Jian Jinhan was lazily leaning against the car wall, smiling coquettishly.

Suaan secretly cursed, a witch is a witch, she has been assigned, and she is not idle.

However, what Su Tang didn't know was that the situation in the car was like this. Since Mo Xian got into Jin Han's car, he searched for it all at once, and his jar of bamboo leaves had already bottomed out. Okay, there must be some left, so he ran over to help her share the burden.

He looked left and right, but he didn't even find a wine bottle.

Seeing him staring blankly, Jinhan suddenly became temperamental, and wanted to tease him. She took out a small jar of wine from under the qin, weighed it, and smiled with her long eyes: "Tell me about that day in the Hongxiu Tower." I have an affair with you, this wine will be divided between you and me."

As soon as Mo Xian heard this, his face drooped immediately, what was his Yan Yu, he was just a love affair.He threw his embarrassment into her skirt, it's unbearable to look back, it's unbearable to look back.

Mo Xian leaned against the wall of the car, "There's nothing to say, it's fine if you don't."

Seeing Mo Xian's white face and black lines, Jinhan became more interested, "Oh? Then let me guess."

Jinhan Daimei frowned slightly, and said in her mouth, "I heard that the Qingjuan girl from the Hongxiulou, although she is a noble lady, knows the wind and the moon very well, the most important thing is..."

Jinhan paused, flicked his finger on Sanpo, and said a few words, "Very exquisite."

Mo Xian retorted, "What are you talking about? Am I that superficial? I haven't even touched a single finger of her."

After hearing this, Jin Han felt even more curious, "You didn't touch anyone, what are you hiding from?"

Mo Xian said: "Aren't I being wronged? I just went to see Miss Hongni, but Qingjuan was roaring all over the building. I really doubt whether she is Qingyuan or not?"

Jinhan threw the wine in his hand towards Mo Xian, who took it and took a sip happily.

Jin Han's thoughts stopped at his sentence, he wanted to go and see Hong Ni girl, which meant that the person Xu Bi was looking for was Hong Ni.

It was the scene where the girl in the brothel she ran into angrily scolded her for being guilty. Is it true, or is it just a play?

One day, if she wants to meet this Hongni girl again, the premise is that she can go back from Nancheng alive.