He stared at Jing Hengbo's lips, thinking about how soft and fragrant this pomegranate flower-like lip would be if wrapped between his own lips and teeth... Suddenly, his whole body became hot, and his eyes became more and more burning.
"Ah?" Jing Hengbo was dumbfounded—why did the topic suddenly reach the restricted level?
Also, Memoda means kiss, how did he know? It seems that she only once said it in front of Er Gouzi...
"You often say that to me, you don't want me to kiss you, do you?" Pei Shu stared at her lips, "You are also the kind of woman who doesn't mean what you say, playing the trick of saying no to what you want?" He Suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed her waist, and with the force of his hand, he was about to bring her around his waist, "Then how about I make you happy?"
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Behind the stage, Meng Potian was asking "Li Hanyu" who had changed Yingbai's clothes, "What shall we do next? The officials are coming to arrest us, fight or run away?"
He straightened his sleeves without haste, "If you want to catch it, you can catch it. Prisoners like us are mostly sent to the palace prison. I just want to see the tortoiseshell palace."
"Good idea!" Meng Potian applauded loudly, but saw his eyes suddenly flicked outwards, sharp as a sword for a moment, Meng Potian glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and saw the scene where Pei Shu stretched out his hand to embrace Jing Hengbo.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a coldness in front of her, as if she was murderous, she quickly moved her steps in shock, and stood in front of "Li Hanyu".
She was talking nonsense, but the other party had no intention of answering, and moved away from her in another direction, as if wanting to see clearly, Meng Potian rushed over again.
"Hey, hey, you haven't been to the palace, right? I just happened to show you the way..."
He lets go again, and she blocks again. Finally he stopped and the two looked at each other.
His eyes were so clear and penetrating, Meng Potian's face turned slightly red under such eyes that seemed to see through people's hearts, but he stubbornly refused to avoid it.
"You're not afraid that I'll kill him, are you?" He asked slowly.
Meng Potian didn't have anything to answer, so he just slapped his neck.
At this time, a group of officials poured in, clamoring to arrest the two, the man in white glanced at the street, took a step back, and together with Meng Potian, did not resist and was taken away by the officers and soldiers.
"Your words just now are really good." Meng Potian felt that he overreacted, a little embarrassed, and had nothing to say, "I listened to it in the background, and I wanted to cry..."
He didn't answer, the corners of his lips curled slightly.
There are some things I want to say to her, so I say it.
If you want to do something for her, then do it.
In life, being able to meet, love, see her growth, have the opportunity to talk about her, and send her on the way forward safely.
That's enough.
…
"Pei Shu!" Jing Hengbo, who was still blocked on the street, couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped on his boots hard, "Are you finished? Get out of the way!"
When she stomped her feet, she subconsciously glanced at the stage, and saw that there were officials rushing past there, passing by noisily, and she didn't know what happened, so she became more and more impatient.
Pei Shu didn't move, as if his feet were stones and he didn't feel anything. The light in his eyes didn't dim, but instead became more scorching like a sword.
"Okay, okay!" He sneered and let go suddenly.
Jing Hengbo was pushing backwards, but he suddenly let go of his hand, leaned back and almost fell, but Mr. Mu hurriedly supported him.
Before she had an attack, Pei Shu raised his face with a sneer, as if he was talking to the sky, "I'm never finished, I annoy you, whatever I do, you either smile or play sloppy. You teased me at first , and then let go of it. Jing Hengbo, you can also play a good show and trample on the heart. Has anyone told you that there is a kind of person who looks kind and pleasant, but is actually the most cold-hearted?" He stretched out his fingers to hold her, "Don't move, don't talk, don't narcissistically think that I'm talking about you, I'm talking about myself. Now I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to see you, you don't have to think I'm endless, let's go our separate ways, Do your own work. Just don't regret it if you have the kindness. That's all right, that's it, goodbye!"
After he finished crackling, he shook his hands and left. Jing Hengbo's messy mind hadn't had time to straighten out his words, and his intuition was not good, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab him with a "hey", "Pei Shu, don't make trouble..."
As soon as the words came out, she almost bit off her own tongue—what did you say! The more urgent the worse things are!
Sure enough, she still had hope to reach Pei Shu's hand behind her back, but as soon as the words came out, Pei Shu paused and disappeared in front of her.
Leaving her standing on the side of the street, miserable...
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Shangyuan Palace.
After Ming Yan'an listened to his subordinate's report, his face sank like water.
It doesn't matter that Jing Hengbo has passed three tests in a row, but when he passed the critical test, he also made the people feel alienated from him by the way, which is really intolerable.
"Your Majesty." Cen Lin, his chief aide, stroked his goatee, and suggested again, "Look at the Queen's actions, and she will never die with the King. Do it endlessly..." He stretched out his hand and slashed in vain.
Ming Yan'an's expression changed, and he pondered without answering. Cen Lin thought he had scruples, and whispered: "You don't have to worry about the world's opinions. The so-called winners and losers, kill as soon as they are killed. The dragons have no leader, and you can take care of the rest? Who else dares to say anything? If you allow her to come and go freely in your city, you will become a joke and be ridiculed by the world for being cowardly and incompetent!"
Ming Yan'an stood up and paced in the hall with his hands behind his back. Cen Lin said again: "If the king is in trouble, I am willing to personally act and bear it on behalf of the king. Afterwards, the king will only say that he doesn't know about it. All the burdens are on the minister! That's it, Yu Your Majesty's reputation will not be damaged, and you can solve your confidant's serious troubles, what does your Majesty think?"
Ming Yan'an walked to the wall, looked up at the tortoiseshell map on the wall, and said in a deep voice for a while: "Cen Qing, you are so loyal, I am very grateful. But you know," he stretched out his hand and drew a line on the tortoiseshell map. Line, "South of Qiyuguan, there are now heavy troops lurking, as long as a quick march, they can pass through the tortoiseshell South Pass, pass through the Mingshui area and the three counties, and go straight to Shangyuan!"
Cen Lin was so startled that his eyes shrank, and he lost his voice: "How is it possible!"
"This king just found out," Ming Yan'an looked at the map, and said slowly, "This is a cavalry, extremely fast. It was originally stationed near Qifeng Mountain, and then it was broken into pieces. Secret assembly. If it wasn’t for my scouts who have recently extended their investigation of external news, those rivers and lakes who are busy re-dividing the land will not be discovered for a year or so.” He sighed softly, “The land of the kingdom, let the grass divide Rule, after all, won't work..."
Cen Lin opened his mouth and said intentionally, if reckless rule is impossible, why not let the Queen subdue the reckless and make the tortoiseshell kingship return to orthodoxy? Theoretically, the queen is appointed by the imperial court, and the tortoiseshell kingship is orthodox. The tortoiseshell patriarch should hand over power, and it is not righteous to fight against the queen. But he also understands that Ming Yan'an has occupied Shangyuan and half of Heishui for many years, and has formed his own kingdom. Not answering, it seems aggrieved, but in fact, I really enjoy the status and freedom of being the only one, how can I adapt to the life of living under others. It is more difficult to let him hand over power and give up the palace now than to kill him.
As a staff member, he should serve the king's will, so he stared at the map without saying a word, his face gradually becoming serious.
"Did you see it?" Ming Yan said, "The other party was discovered by us on purpose. If I guessed correctly, there should be an equal number of Qingqi garrisoned at Baotian Ridge, which forms a corner with Qiyuguan. If there is a change here, the two cavalry will immediately break through Guanling and approach Shangyuan!"
Cen Lin took a deep breath and murmured: "Yes...and as long as the three counties are open, Shangyuan will have nothing to hide! In the past, we deliberately gave up the three counties to the fifteen gangs, hoping that they would block Dige for us. Wang Ling, but now, the three counties have belonged to Jing Hengbo. As long as she is united with the court, it will be difficult for Shangyuan to protect herself...No, Jing Hengbo cannot be united with the court, and this cavalry cannot be hers. How can it take such a big deal to fight the tortoiseshell cavalry!"
"Whether it is or not." Ming Yanan said coldly, "At least this cavalry is not mine! And it has bad intentions!"
Cen Lin was silent, this is something that a blind person can see, he thought about it, and couldn't help trembling slightly when he thought of a possibility.
"Do you understand?" Ming Yanan said coldly, "This cavalry is not an enemy army, but it may be a threat. Chen Bing's border is not to attack Shangyuan, but to warn me not to act rashly!"
"I want you to fight fairly with the queen, each according to their own abilities, and not to use any assassination tricks?" Cen Lin felt a little unbelievable, "What does this mean? Isn't the court at odds with the queen? Who is helping her? Help or not? Thoroughly, if the cavalry came, wouldn't the queen save a lot of trouble? It looks like looking at the territory, but regardless of the outcome, leaving the two sides to fight."
"I just know," Ming Yan'an said indifferently, "If I move Jing Hengbo in Shangyuan City, someone might step through the mountain to move me tomorrow."
"No wonder you are so cautious, Your Majesty..." Cen Lin pondered, "Then if you don't use assassination methods, or don't do it in Shangyuan..."
"What the other party wants is to compete fairly with each other's wisdom." Ming Yan'an sneered, "But who said that I can kill her in Shangyuan?"
He suddenly asked: "Our guest, how is it?"
Hearing this sentence, a tormented wry smile appeared on Cen Lin's face.
"Don't mention it, that lord..." he sighed, "I've never seen such a particular, difficult, strange, and difficult person to serve! He is not particular about his meals, and he doesn't demand delicacies from mountains and seas, but the color of the dishes Must be the same, the style must be the same, the placement must be the same, the number of dishes must be even, the spoon must be white, and the chopsticks must be black. No onion, **** and garlic are allowed, soy sauce is not allowed to be steamed fish, the fish must weigh a catty, and the meat must be square... just eat There are a hundred rules. Then there are a lot of rules for living, sitting, sleeping, bathing and clothes, and the waiters over there have changed three times. This is not a guest, it is clearly an ancestor..." When it came to the last sentence, I felt a slip of the tongue. Shut up hastily.
Ming Yan'an didn't care, instead he showed excitement, and said: "Good thing. The more you ask, the more capable you are. This is your confidence. But he can't enjoy my entertainment in vain. Let's go and accompany me to the meeting he!"
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A quarter of an hour later, in Ningxue Pavilion, the man in Jinyi leisurely entertained Ming Yan'an, the master of the palace, as his master.
Ming Yanan sat down on the chair whose cushion had been changed three times, and found that all the utensils and objects in the palace had been changed. The original bright yellow color was completely replaced by bright yellow, which is still the kind of pink and tender yellow that girls like. This made Ming Yan'an's eyes on the man in Jinyi become weird—this guy, doesn't he have any special hobbies?
Changing to the unbearable bright yellow is fine, but what makes Ming Yan'an feel overwhelmed with pain is that his favorite landscape painting by famous masters that was originally hanging on the wall has been taken down. The soft boots of the man in brocade.
The man in brocade was lying on the couch, rubbing his boots on the painting scroll under his feet and rolling around. He seemed to like this sport very much, and persuaded him with great interest, "This way you can move your legs and feet without getting up. Your Majesty will try it too?" After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and his bodyguard sent another scroll. When Ming Yanan looked at the scroll of huanghuali wood and heavy brocade, his entire handsome face was distorted—this was the secret of his favorite painting master. Xuetao landscape map! A roll is hard to find, worth tens of thousands of gold!
He obviously hid in the inner room of the basement, and even set up a trap, how did this guy find it and take it out as a stepping stone!
"I'm not talking about you," the man in Jinyi said with a bit of hatred for iron and steel. "It's okay to set up the mechanism with crude and simple technology. Why don't you know how to oil the mechanism from time to time? Your underground mechanism rattles and rattles at night, which makes me so noisy." Can’t sleep, don’t you know? I have no choice but to dismantle the mechanism myself and rebuild it for you, it should be better than your original one, you don’t need to thank me.”
"This..." Ming Yan'an felt a tightness in his throat, where is the mechanism rusted? Is it good to oil it every month? He went to see the painting a few days ago, let alone heard the sound from the ground, even when he went underground to switch on the machine, he didn't hear any sound. This guy's ears are through the sky? Can you hear it like this?
But he thought of a more important question, "Well... I have a special person responsible for oiling the axles outside the mechanism. If you change the mechanism, can you notify me?"
"Oh." The man in brocade clothes said indifferently, "I didn't know you sent someone to oil it. When he went to oil it, he bumped into the mechanism I modified and died."
Ming Yan'an swallowed dryly again, wanting to explode, but in the end he said helplessly: "...If you die, you can die, no wonder sir..."
"Of course I'm not to blame." The man in Jinyi said confidently, "He died near the organ, the blood that flowed out affected the axle of the organ, and there was another quarrel at night, so I had to get up and reinstall it again, I didn't drag him out to whip him Corpses are fine."
Ming Yan'an felt that he had no more saliva to swallow, and he said hoarsely: "That... I want to know where the palace man's body is?"
A person died, and he didn't even hear the return. The guards all eat dry food?
"I live ten miles away, and I don't like corpses. I can't eat the thought of someone rotting quietly not far from me." The man in Jinyi said even more indifferently, "So I asked someone to throw him away. It's ten miles away, so don't look for it, my subordinates will deal with people thoroughly."
Ming Yan'an blinked—you can't stand the rot? How can you bear to kill?
Do you want to tell him that there are actually many dead people in the ground under the palace?
It's better not to say it, or I'm afraid that he will turn over the whole palace immediately.
Ming Yan'an calmed down for a while, and stopped trying to ask anything, so as not to be irritated by this strange flower in front of him again. Seeing that the other party only said a few words, he showed an impatient look, so he quickly made a long story short, concealed and respectful, to Jin Yi Humane said, "Recently, the little prince's palace is not very peaceful. If you disturb the gentleman, please forgive me. If you can lend a helping hand, then the little prince will definitely thank you with a lot of money."
"Isn't that why you came here?" The man in brocade clothes rubbed the picture scroll under his feet and pointed at him, "Look at your preoccupied face, you must be in serious trouble."
"Exactly." Ming Yanan smiled wryly on his face, and was slightly happy in his heart.
"However, I don't care." The next sentence of the Jinyi man successfully knocked him down again, "I came to stay with you for a few days, not to be your thug. Besides," he squinted at Ming Yan'an and smiled, " Don't try to lure people here. It doesn't matter if you play tricks, treat me as a fool, and be careful to be a fool for the rest of your life."
Ming Yan'an was dazzled by his smile and almost lost his mind, but he was startled by his words and felt a chill in his heart—this man is as transparent as a mirror, as hard as a diamond, as cunning as a fox, as fierce as a falcon, he is really difficult to deal with.
He could only say: "Sir, but I have something to ask..."
"There is nothing worth asking for." The Jinyi man kicked the scroll away, lay down lazily, and looked at the zenith in boredom, "Only the cake and the opponent's ear!"
What cake is, Ming Yan'an doesn't know, but he still understands the word opponent.
His eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "If Mister wants an opponent, that's the right thing to do!"
"Oh?" The man in brocade clothes didn't look at him, and put his head on his elbows, and said lazily, "How can there be so many opponents? Is there a second Tai Shilan in the world..."
His voice was low, and his face was buried. Ming Yan'an didn't hear clearly, and said with a smile: "Whether it's an opponent or not, sir will know soon."
"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times." Without raising his head, Jin Yi pointed at him and said, "If something can alarm me and arouse my interest, I will naturally take action. Ah, I'm tired, I didn't sleep well last night, I changed the machine twice, and the quilt was too heavy, I only covered Roujin's three-pound quilt...ah, the quilt is here!" He suddenly looked up, and outside the door, a guard came in with the wrapped quilt in his arms. When Yan An saw the quilt folded like a knife, he felt dizzy—is it necessary for the quilt to be folded like this? Did you measure it with a ruler?
The man in brocade clothes reached out to take the bright yellow quilt, regardless of Ming Yan'an's presence, and immediately rolled with the quilt. Ming Yan'an saw him rolling around with the quilt against the lingering figure, his vision went dark again, and he got up quickly leave.
That guy was too busy catching up on sleep, so he didn't have time to talk to him. At this moment, he remembered that Ming Yan'an was the master, and waved his hand, "You are the master, you can do whatever you want, I won't see you off."
Why does Ming Yan'an need him to send him off, and he seems to have gone far away if he fled early...
…
Except for birds, insects, rats and beasts who like to stay in this place, ordinary people pass by and leave in a hurry with their collars turned up. The wind with cobwebs blowing from the incomplete gate of the palace always makes people feel gloomy.
Therefore, few people noticed that the cobweb on the door was hung there last time, and after a strong wind, it was still hung there intact.
Anyone who takes a closer look will find that the spider web is not a real spider web, but is woven with fine gold threads and painted with ash.
If you push the door open again, you will find that the rotten door shaft has not made any sound, the yard is full of dust, and footprints are everywhere. If you look carefully, you can find that the dust is sticking to the ground, and those footprints seem to be chaotic, but they are actually regular.
The crooked swing can shoot out flying arrows at any time, the withered leaves are made of thin gray steel sheets, and the black tree body is engraved with patterns of patterns. There are organs hidden in the dilapidated steps, and the golden bell under the eaves is really broken, because the bell is tied with filaments. As soon as a person touches it, it will make a sound, alarming all organs, and igniting the gunpowder buried in the ground, destroying a house and destroying people, so that those who want to escape and save hope will be defeated.
Few people know that this dilapidated palace is the real prison of the tortoise shell. In this place, countless capable men and heroes have died from the tortoise shell. The latest one died was Mingyan Anna, a relative who colluded with the fifteen gangs and wanted to rebel. younger brother.
So there are not many guards here, the guards will easily alarm the mechanism, and the guards are all in the nearby palaces and important passages.
As the sky gradually darkened, someone approached the palace, lifted the fake cobweb on the gate, and stuffed a box of food in. After a while, the stone slab behind the door sank automatically, and when it recovered, the food was gone.
In the dim light of the ground, Zirui's eyes were burning, she looked up, and the lunch box fell down with a thud.
She caught it, opened the lunch box, pursed her lips, and made a few weird and low voices.
After a while, there was a rustling sound, coming in like a tide, Zirui held back her nausea, smiled into the darkness, opened the food and put it on the ground in front of her, and said softly: "Come... come..."
A mass of black and creepy things gushed out from the shadow of the light, and countless pairs of small mung bean eyes blinked and blinked faintly.
Zirui's scalp was a little irritated. She didn't expect that there were so many mice in this deserted place. The mice in front of her spread out for a radius of one foot, and they were as black as a blanket.
Women are naturally afraid of rats and snakes. Seeing so many rats at once was also a nightmare for Zirui. For a moment she thought she would faint, but she smiled at those disgusting things and pushed the food away.
No matter how scared you are, you must continue, she said, don't be a burden to His Majesty.
Isn't Your Majesty ever afraid and embarrassed? Didn't you carry it all the time like this? Zirui thought about Jing Hengbo, cheered herself up, and listened to those mice, crazily grabbing her food. The sound of the beasts eating was unexpectedly so creepy, she gritted her teeth and tried not to cover her ears.
She waited for the mice to finish eating, instead of looking at the tumbling and wriggling clumps, she issued a few low-pitched instructions.
The mouse got the order, and rolled out of the darkness like a tide.
They bit off all the hidden threads, blocked the axles with stones, ground their teeth on the wooden tenons, and knocked over the poisonous juice hidden in the dark.
These rats have lived here for a long time, and gained their understanding and experience of the institutions through the deaths and injuries of countless companions. Usually, they try to avoid those institutions as much as possible, because they know that after they are destroyed, someone will come to repair them, and someone will come to exterminate the rats. , So these little things with high IQs choose to avoid them.
Now that I have received the order, I will destroy it crazily. In less than a quarter of an hour, this well-designed courtyard tends to be paralyzed.
The speed is very fast, but Zirui is very anxious, she must escape before Jing Hengbo arrives here.
She suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings above her head. There was a vent directly leading to the ground. She raised her head and recognized that a large bird should have passed by.
Immediately she let out another bird-riding scream.
The art of beast control is actually very complicated, and there are hundreds of accents alone. Even the mountain dance that taught Zirui this skill has not been fully learned. On the other hand, Zirui, the female official in the palace, has received professional training, is resilient and savvy, and is better than blue than blue.
Above the roof, the night owl paused, thumped, and fell straight down.
In Ningxue Pavilion, which is several miles away from here.
The man in brocade clothes suddenly opened his eyes.
…
After all, Zirui failed to hold the bird.
After all, the ground was separated, and some methods could not be used. The bird struggled for a moment, but still fluttered its wings and flew up. Zirui sighed helplessly, thinking that she had to practice hard.
The rats outside have cleaned up most of the hidden lines of the mechanism, leaving only the golden bell under the eaves of the master controller. A big mouse is quickly climbing up the corner of the eaves, with two sharp teeth sticking out from under its beard.
A beast is a beast, it doesn't know that it can't be touched here, if Zirui is on the ground, she should be more cautious, but unfortunately she is underground.
The mouse crawled very fast, without touching the trembling thread at all, it spotted the position, and said, "Crack."
Line broken.
The thin gold thread chirped back, and the next moment the alarm and gunpowder would be triggered.
The mice blinked their eyes, unaware that an earth-shattering disaster was about to happen.
The retreating line suddenly paused.
The mice suddenly saw a pair of soft boots in front of them, and looked up along the boots, and saw a figure standing on the wall, with slender fingers, catching the deadly thread.
Beasts always have an intuition for danger, and the mice roared, retreated from the wall like a tide, and hid in the hole to disappear.
The brocade clothes of the man in brocade fluttered in the night wind.
He casually picked up the deadly thread and muttered, "Stupid human being."
Then he connected the wire back to the golden bell, looked down along the position of the golden bell, and found the spring mark on the right side of the parapet. Split the green brick and found a thread inside.
This is the line that really matters.
"The organs are all destroyed, and when people come back later, nothing will happen. How can this work." He looked around, grunted, pulled out the thread, connected it to the fake spider web at the door, and calculated the position. A few more wires were laid around.
"Idiot. Why bother to create this spider web. People who really want to get close to this place will understand everything when they see this spider web." He shook his head, even lowering the IQ of the people in the wilderness.
When the thread is connected to the spider web, people who come to rescue people will usually find out the abnormality of the spider web first, as long as they gently tilt...
hehe.
Don't ask the man in Jinyi why he did such a detrimental thing - he likes it.
After pulling the thread and keeping the most deadly mechanism, he walked back slowly, without even looking at the palace house, he stomped on the steps behind the door, opened the mechanism and went down to the cellar.
Zirui raised her head in panic, she heard footsteps in the darkness.
Someone came from the dark with his hands behind his back, and his attitude was light. For a moment, she thought that the two great masters were coming.
Except for the two great masters, she has never seen any man with such a noble demeanor. However, the face that emerged after that was completely unfamiliar.
The man didn't continue to move forward, the moonlight above his head made his body cold and white, his eyebrows were in the half-light, as delicate as a painting, but also as unwavering as a painting.
He nodded to Zirui, and asked her: "Be my bait alive, or eat for mice after death, which would you choose?"
…
The real sky prison of the palace, although it is this palace, but the palace also has a large prison in name, which is used to detain some minor prisoners who violate the royal power and are not convenient for public trial.
Today, there are new guests in this prison, a man and a woman. The crime is said to be acting on the street and openly insulting the king.
The guards here cannot be said to be tight, but after the change of guard in the afternoon, no one noticed that the man and woman who should have been in the prison had disappeared.
Meng Potian and the man in white galloped on the continuous roof tiles of the palace.
Meng Potian was very excited. She had long thought of going to Shangyuan Palace to search for treasures, but she never had a chance. She never thought that with this "Li Hanyu", this night tour of the palace would become easy.
As for how he got out, anyway, she saw that guy get out of prison lightly, and fished her out by the way.
"Do you know where there are good things?" She rubbed her hands impatiently, regretting that she had lost her basket earlier, what if there were too many good things and not enough to put them in.
The eyes of the man in white were staring at the northwest corner of the palace, Meng Potian looked in the direction of his gaze, and vaguely saw a black shadow, which disappeared in a flash.
The black figure was a bit weird, but she didn't see it clearly. She looked at the man in white in surprise, this kid had really good eyesight.
"What did you see?" she asked.
The man in white turned his gaze back, and said calmly: "I know where there are good things." He stretched out his finger in one direction, "You follow that direction to find which palace looks the strangest, and there is probably what you want."
Meng Potian looked at that direction, it seemed to be the direction that the black shadow came all the way just now.
She thinks it makes sense, this night on the roof of the palace, either adultery or robbery. Maybe this guy just made a fortune from there, and if he was lucky, he might be able to pick up some good ones.
"But since it's a royal palace, it's not that simple, don't be impatient, and pay attention to whether there are hidden weapons in the mechanism." He instructed again.
"Okay, I'll go." She sprinted far away, only to realize that the man in white didn't follow, turned her head in surprise, and gestured far away, "Aren't you going?"
The man in white waved his hand at her and made random gestures, only the ghost understood what he meant.
Meng Potian was helpless, she saw a group of guards coming to patrol the city, the guards in the palace were very tight tonight, she couldn't stay in one place longer.
This guy clearly wants to send her away.
Just go, whoever wants to follow him! Meng Potian snorted, twisted his buttocks and parted ways.
She went straight to that direction, there were not many buildings in that direction, and after passing an artificial lake, there was a row of abandoned palaces, some of which looked extremely crippled from a distance, and Meng Potian was immediately disappointed—how could this kind of place Possibly a treasure?
However, she immediately remembered what her new companion said, "the royal palace is not that simple". After calming down and observing carefully, she felt something was wrong.
The location of the palace is not too far away, how could it be so dilapidated and desolate? Even for the sake of the royal palace's face, it can't be left out like this.
She ran towards the palace room, aimed at the most dilapidated door, took advantage of the guard passing by, and slammed into that section of the palace road.
Coincidentally, at the corner of the opposite palace wall, there was also a figure shooting towards the door like a cannonball.
"Bang." There was a physical impact.
"Hmm..." Two muffled groans.
The figures touched and then separated, the cold lights lit up respectively, and Meng Potian's knife pointed at the opponent's belly. The opponent's gun pointed at Meng Potian's chest.
Tears were rolling in Meng Potian's eyes - it was painful, the **** opposite hit her chest!
The **** man on the opposite side shot Meng Potian in the chest, covered his nose with one hand, and his face was also fierce - Meng Potian bumped his head into his nose, and now his nose is bleeding.
Under the moonlight, they could clearly see each other face to face. The two had a face shape, and both of them had the word "you?".
At any rate, they performed on the same stage, so they met an acquaintance, Pei Shu snorted coldly, retracted the gun, Meng Potian also retracted the knife, grabbed him, and hid in the corner of the palace gate, so as not to be discovered by the guards who happened to pass by.
The two squeezed into the inner wall of the palace gate. Meng Potian's hair was a bit messy. The soft fine hair touched Pei Shu's neck skin, and the faint girlish fragrance wafted from it. The flow became more fierce.
Meng Potian was also a little uncomfortable, behind him was a man's strong and full chest, and a strong masculine breath rushed into his nose, which was very special and pleasant, and she was a little dizzy, with a slight blush on her face.
Seventeen-year-old daughter of the Crazy Sword Alliance, the sixth son, her mother died early, and no one taught her the three obediences and four virtues. She has been trained as the heir of the clan leader for many years. In the future, she plans to recruit a son-in-law. Most of them have never really been so close to young men, and they were a little dazed for a while.
After Pei Shu was a little uncomfortable, he recovered, pushed her away, and stuck out his spear towards the spider web on the door. He had already found out that there was something wrong with the spider web.
The filaments attached to the fake spider web are shining, and the ambush left by the man in brocade is about to be touched again.
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