Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

"Mr. Mo's speech is excellent." Lin Muxiao was the first to break the silence, and praised Mo Xiaohuan a lot.

Yu Beiming came back to his senses and raised his wine glass like Mo Xiaohuan: "Young Master Mo really has a bottom line, and the lonely king admires it very much."

Yu Beiming signaled to Mo Xiaohuan the wine glass in front of him. Mo Xiaohuan had asked the maid to replace the wine in front of him with white water.At this time, he also raised his wine glass, and after paying respects to Yu Beiming, he drank it all.

Not long after the banquet, Mo Xiaohuan left with an excuse.

Back at the gate of the other courtyard, my body felt a little weak.

Mo Xiaohuan hurried into the bedroom before closing the door. His limbs were already cold, but his upper body was scorching hot like a raging fire.

Cold sweat broke out on his back.Mo Xiaohuan gritted his teeth, not daring to make a sound.

She suppressed the cramping pain in her body.It seems that the Gu poison is about to break out.

A maid happened to pass by the door of Mo Xiaohuan's dormitory. Seeing that there seemed to be something wrong with Mo Xiaohuan's appearance, she hurriedly followed her.

Mo Xiaohuan had already closed the door, so she had no choice but to call out: "Mr. Mo, what's the matter with you. Mr. Mo?"

In Daliang Kingdom, Mo Xiaohuan had always presented herself as a man, and never had a maidservant serve her daily needs. Therefore, no one knew that she was actually a woman.

At this moment, Mo Xiaohuan had no choice but to push the maid aside: "I'm fine. I want to rest quietly."

The onset of Gu poison was fierce, and Mo Xiaohuan shed tears in pain.

The maidservant outside could tell the meaning of Mo Xiaohuan's words, and answered: "Young Master Mo, rest well, this servant girl will leave first."

Hearing the maidservant's footsteps going away, Mo Xiaohuan groaned.

I don't know how long it lasted, Mo Xiaohuan gradually curled up and leaned against the door tightly.

The upper body gradually became cold, and Mo Xiaohuan felt that he would be frozen in Antarctica.

Consciousness gradually fell into a state of confusion.The person seemed to have fallen off the ice, and his body continued to sink into the deep sea.

"Wake up."

It seemed that someone was talking to her.

Such a warm hug.

Familiar breath.

"Qing Huan."

Someone is calling her.

No, her name is not Qing Huan.

"Xiaohuan." She corrected the person in her heart, "My name is Mo Xiaohuan."

Qing Huan is another woman's name.

Xiao Huan.My name is Mo Xiaohuan.

"Xiaohuan." The man's voice became softer, "Wake up."

Finally called the right.

Mo Xiaohuan's subconscious suddenly felt relieved.

The body relaxes somehow.

-

When Mo Xiaohuan regained consciousness, his body was extremely dry, as if he had just bathed.

Eh, no, she clearly remembered that before she fell into a coma, it was a Gu poison attack, and her clothes were soaked in sweat.

Could it be that someone bathed himself?

Mo Xiaohuan suddenly opened his eyes, facing a pair of bottomless black pupils above his head.

Frightened, Mo Xiaohuan turned over and was about to run away.However, at this time, she realized that she was only covered with a thin quilt, and the body under the quilt was bare.

"The lonely king can be understood as, are you shy? Unfortunately, I have already seen it all."

Yu Beiming said in a leisurely manner, with a strong sense of teasing in his words.

"Please get out immediately!" Mo Xiaohuan was in a hurry, Yu Beiming was so bold in Lin Muxiao's palace.

Does he think this is his Prince Ling's mansion?

"I just finished bathing for you, and you want to drive me away. Huh?"

Yu Beiming's last word "um" has a pleasant ending.

Mo Xiaohuan trembled when he heard it.From what she knew about him, usually when he spoke in this tone, it was the beginning of that matter.

"If you don't go out again, I'll call someone!" Mo Xiaohuan moved away and stared at Yu Beiming who was beside the bed.

Yu Beiming completely ignored her words, leaned over, and gradually approached Mo Xiaohuan.

Mo Xiaohuan hurriedly backed away, but unfortunately, the Gu poison just broke out for a while, and his body couldn't lift up his strength at all.

"Why don't you call?" Yu Beiming's eyes became darker and darker, "I wish you could call out louder, it's best to call Lin Muxiao over, let him enjoy our lingering scene."

"You!" Mo Xiaohuan grabbed the thin quilt that covered her body tightly.

Anger made her face flush.Yu Beiming was sure that she would not call someone over, she really made a mistake.

The scorching breath lingered in his ears, Mo Xiaohuan turned his head to avoid Yu Beiming's entanglement as much as possible.

"Xiaohuan."

The deep voice passed over the ears, with a tingling feeling.

As if being bewitched, Mo Xiaohuan responded reflexively, "Huh?"

Hearing Mo Xiaohuan's answer, Yu Beiming suddenly laughed.

Pleasant laughter was stuffed in his chest, and the sharp lines on his handsome face softened.

"Nian is weak, so I'll let you go this time and cultivate yourself." Yu Beiming stood up, with the aftertaste of a smile on his brows and eyes.

He put a small porcelain bottle on the table next to him: "You put this away. If you dare to throw it away, I will take care of you patiently."

Mo Xiaohuan didn't want to let himself suffer at this juncture.

That small porcelain bottle was obviously from Fufeng, it was the same small bottle that Fufeng had filled her medicine with.

Reluctantly, Mo Xiaohuan got up, took the small porcelain bottle, unplugged it and smelled it.

Fortunately, the pills inside are not what she used to suppress Gu poison.

Judging from Yu Beiming's tone just now, these pills should be beneficial to the body.

But what is he doing with this pill?

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dusk.

A crescent moon gradually climbed up the treetops.

The ancient air was clean and the visibility was high.

Although it was the beginning of the month, the cold moonlight illuminated the scenery in the courtyard.

Mo Xiaohuan continued to write some tips on the art of war in the study.

I don't know why, but I feel a little uneasy all the time.It seemed that something was about to happen.

Mo Xiaohuan simply put down his pen and ink, and went for a walk in the courtyard.

The courtyard that Lin Muxiao chose for her was very quiet, and ordinary servants would not enter her courtyard.

Mo Xiaohuan went to the gazebo and sat down against the pillar.

The cool breeze relieved the heat and made the whole person feel comfortable.

Suddenly, three black figures rolled into the courtyard from outside the courtyard wall.

All three of them were wearing night clothes, covered their faces, and bowed their waists, and went straight to Mo Xiaohuan's bedroom.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good don't.

Mo Xiaohuan hid by the gazebo, paying close attention to the actions of the man in black.

Sure enough, the man in black quietly entered Mo Xiaohuan's bedroom, and they were all in vain.

Mo Xiaohuan vaguely heard the sound of things being turned in the room.

Are they looking for something?

The men in black probably didn't find what they wanted, so they all retreated out of the bedroom.

One of the men in black pointed his finger, and the three men in black immediately split up: one of the men in black went to the side room, the other returned to the bedroom, and the remaining man in black went to the study.

Mo Xiaohuan thought for a while, if the target of these people is not themselves, but what are they looking for?

What exactly is it looking for?

Just as Mo Xiaohuan was thinking, a gust of wind suddenly approached from behind.

Mo Xiaohuan yelled inwardly. Before she could touch the dagger, a heavy weight hit her neck, and she immediately passed out.

Bumpy.

Mo Xiaohuan never thought that he, a living person, could be smuggled out of the palace.

His eyes were blindfolded, his body was tied up and thrown into a crude carriage.