Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

Mo Xiaohuan no longer said 'Benfei', but 'I', and she asked them with a smile.

The servants kneeling on the ground looked at her, looked at each other, and said in unison, "Yes."

When they heard their answers, except for those who looked at death as home, the rest of the people felt cold all over their bodies, as if a cold arrow had penetrated their bodies.

To them, the princess is a strong woman.

"Yu Beiming, are you satisfied now?" Mo Xiaohuan moved his dagger hand closer to his neck.

"No!" Seeing her hand approaching her neck, Yu Beiming couldn't help but yelled.

Ruoliu Fufeng saw that the situation was not good, and if he didn't control it, it would lead to an irreparable big mistake.

Thinking of this, Ruoliu Fufeng quickly shot the dart down with one hand and knocked down the short sword in Mo Xiaohuan's hand, and took advantage of Yu Beiming's carelessness with the other hand to grab the big knife and throw it to Yan Li.

The dagger in Mo Xiaohuan's hand was shot backwards by his dart to the back of his hand. As soon as he felt the pain, his hand loosened, and the dagger fell out of his hand.

Regardless of the knife in his hand being taken away by Ruoliu Fufeng, Yu Beiming quickly walked to Mo Xiaohuan's side and grabbed her hands to prevent her from appearing with other sharp weapons.

"Mo Xiaohuan! How dare you!" Yu Beiming grabbed her shoulders with both hands and shook her vigorously.

Lin Muxin finally understood that even if she used Mo Qinghuan's identity to blackmail Mo Xiaohuan, it would be useless.

Mo Xiaohuan is not even afraid of death, what else is she afraid of?

"My lord, it was my concubine who accidentally bumped into the concubine that day, and that's why the catastrophe happened. Please punish me, my lord." Lin Muxin's words once again startled the tense atmosphere of the scene.

Ruo Liu Fufeng was surprised that Lin Muxin took the initiative to admit his mistake.

Mo Xiaohuan looked away from Yu Beiming and turned to look at Lin Muxin.

She didn't believe that Lin Muxin would admit that she was wrong, this... this surprised her so much!

Yu Beiming looked at Mo Xiaohuan without looking away, and still looked at her, but said coldly, "Drag out."

With just three words, Lin Muxin knelt down with a plop.

Mo Xiaohuan turned back to look at him again, her beautiful eyes widened.

Yu Beiming looked at Mo Xiaohuan with very focused and serious eyes, as if expressing an emotion.

"My lord, please forgive me, my concubine will never dare again." Lin Muxin kowtowed vigorously, tears also fell down her face.

Lin Muxin took a detour because of jealousy, all of this is due to love.

Ruoliu Fufeng didn't speak any more, walked to Mo Xiaohuan's side, picked up the dagger and hid it under his sleeve, then turned and left Zhaoyang Hall.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with General Yan Li, he turned around and left with his people.

"You..." Mo Xiaohuan wanted to say something, but his eyes were always blocked by Yu Beiming, and he couldn't speak at all.

After a long while, Yu Beiming sighed, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "The lonely king will save your life for now, go down."

"Thank you, my lord, for not killing me." Lin Muxin's forehead was broken, and he was relieved when he finally got a word from Yu Beiming.

She stood up and looked at Mo Xiaohuan before leaving. In her heart, Mo Xiaohuan was still her opponent.

Mo Xiaohuan glanced at the servant who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "You guys also go back to Fuyao Hall."

"Yes, the servant (slave) will leave."

The frightening night was finally over.

Yu Beiming's gaze fell back to Mo Xiaohuan's face, he frowned slightly, and said softly, "You are really cruel."

Mo Xiaohuan looked up at him, his eyes were a little blurred, and his head suddenly felt a little heavy, so he smiled slightly, "You are so ruthless."

Up to this moment, her heart still has lingering fears. Thinking of the scene just now, she feels like her feet are going weak now.

I don't know how she mustered up the courage.

She wanted to lean on a warm embrace.

Mo Xiaohuan followed his feeling, and immediately leaned into Yu Beiming's arms, closing his eyes to feel the tranquility of this moment.

Yu Beiming was a little surprised at her initiative, this was the first time she took the initiative to throw himself into his arms.

He found that this feeling is really good.

Better than the feeling of him forcing her.

Only at the end did Yu Beiming realize that Mo Xiaohuan had fallen asleep.

And her head was burning.

"Master, according to my subordinates' investigation, this matter is serious."

In a secret room, a man stood in the corner, his back facing a man in black night clothes.

The man was wearing a yellow dress of high-quality material and was tall.

This secret room is very large, and the items in the array are also very expensive.

And there are many books.

On the table next to the man was an incense burner surrounded by curling white smoke.

The man in black couldn't see his face clearly with his face covered, but he could only hear a low voice.

"Well, you can go down, just wait for the order." The man's voice was very familiar.

"Yes, master, the slave will leave." The man in black took two steps back, then turned and left the secret room.

After the man in black left, the man turned around.

The black shadow blocked his face, making it impossible to see his true appearance.

The only thing that attracts people is that he wears a milky white, very shiny dragon-shaped jade pendant around his waist.

In the black light, there was a strange look in the man's eyes, as if there was some plan in progress.

Xianglan Temple

Xianglan Hall is different from Fuyao Hall and Tayue Hall.

There is a big difference in style and decoration.

At this time, Mrs. Yan was sitting on the couch, half lying down, her eyes half asleep, talking with Mr. Du.

"Ma'am, after all the fuss last night, this servant has understood something." Director Du's already aging face had a pair of bright eyes.

"What's the matter?" Madam Yan was originally drinking tea, so she conveniently put the tea on the small table.

Principal Du took the teacup with both hands and put it on the small table, and said, "Although the prince is sometimes angry with the princess, he cares about the princess in his heart, so no matter how big a mistake the princess makes, the prince will not blame her, madam, You just look for an opportunity to show kindness to the princess."

Mrs. Yan frowned.

She doesn't like to do these things, and she is not a person who is good at attacking the heart. She doesn't want to do these things, she just wants to live her life in peace.

Mr. Du may have seen through her mind and said, "Madam, this servant is not asking Madam to compete with others. This servant knows that Madam is not good. This servant is just afraid that Madam will be blindly bullied by the side concubine and feels uncomfortable. I hope someone can stand up Ma'am..."

"Okay, you don't need to talk about it, Mrs. Ben has her own measure." Mrs. Yan interrupted Mr. Du, her eyes were a little leisurely.

"Mei Yu is here!" The guard's call came from outside the door.

Soon, Yu Meiren, dressed in red, walked in.

"Sister." Yu Meiren walked in from the door with a smile on her face.

"Good luck to Meiren Yu." Director Du blessed Meiren Yu and walked out.

"Sister is here, sit down quickly." Mrs. Yan patted the seat beside her and signaled her to sit down.

Yu Meiren also walked over and sat down politely, looked her up and down, and asked with concern, "Sister doesn't look very well, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I've been very bored recently." Mrs. Yan sighed, and smiled calmly, "Is there something wrong with my sister?"

"Can't you talk to your sister if you have nothing to do?" Yu Meiren covered her mouth and smiled.

Mrs. Yan was amused by her appearance, "Kindness, why not, anyway, it's very leisurely."

When Yu Meiren heard her words, she rolled her eyes and said, "How about, let's go for a walk, we are idle anyway."

Mrs. Yan hesitated, but she hadn't gone out for a long time, so she nodded and agreed.

"Stop by 'Xiaoyuren' to make some clothes. I haven't made clothes for a long time."

Mrs. Yan occasionally goes to 'Xiaoyufang' to see if there is a suitable color for her.material.

Yu Meiren just smiled, and walked out together holding her hand.