Chapter 144: The deceitful tactics of soldiers (Part 2)
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Zhuang Yuheng sent Ruan Mianmian to the door of Ruan Mansion and went back. His mood at the moment was really not suitable for meeting and greetings with the clan members of Ruan Mansion. .
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Ruan Mianmian walked to the backyard alone in despair. The chirping magpies in the past were not around. She felt that this road was so long for the first time - in fact, she was not around either a few days ago. But why didn't you feel it then?
Could it be that he knew that she would always come back and never leave him behind, unlike now.
It seems that magpies have been around since I was a baby with a runny nose. He opened his mouth to be a master, but kept his mouth shut to shout like a noble. After so many years, he had already become accustomed to her company.
Rather than being a master and servant, he is more like a best friend. In front of her, there is no need to hide his shortcomings, no need to be pretentious, and no need to pretend to be a gentle, sensible and good person.
Thinking secretly, tears flowed down again.
Take out a handkerchief to wipe it, only to realize that this handkerchief was embroidered by Magpie for herself. She had to embroider a magpie standing on a branch. He said that when he saw the handkerchief, he would think of her. Ruan Mianmian wiped it with the handkerchief silently. Wiping away tears, he raised his hand and the handkerchief fell into the flower pond beside him.
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This cheap maid, who has been with me for such a long time and has such a deep relationship, yet wants to put her in such an embarrassing situation in that hall!
She really didn’t say anything about taking Sang Pu captive to the ghost market. She just asked Magpie to buy as many potions as possible and keep them for later use. This cheap maid made such a decision without permission. Why do you want to accuse her so unfairly? !
It’s fine now. Not only did Mo Tingfeng treat her coldly, but his own cousin Zhuang Yuheng also had a dislike for her. It was all because of this dead girl’s nonsense. When death was imminent, she couldn’t Protect yourself for the last time? ! She must be programmed!
“Damn it!”
Ruan Mianmian spat out the two words bitterly and wiped her eyes. She actually shed tears for a bitch. She felt that she was too kind, so she was ridden by a magpie and a bitch like Sang Pu.
Just as he was about to enter his courtyard gate, he saw a girl sneaking around and wanted to hide when he saw her coming.
“Stop.”
When the girl heard the call, she visibly trembled, turned around sharply, and hurried over to wait. Ruan Mianmian looked familiar to her, and thought about it carefully, oh, it was the one who was forced by the magpie to eat the broken glass cup mixed with tea leaves last time in the pavilion.
“What’s your name?”
"Go back, master, my name is Dujuan."
The maid lowered her head timidly, and was trembling faintly all over.
"Dujuan? Okay, you can follow me from now on."
"Take Magpie's house out and live in it. Her things are all burned. She is a dead ghost. The road to Huangquan should also be burned. Give her something.”
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A majestic mansion, even though it was late at night, was still full of lights.
The two attendants deliberately avoided the lights and candles. They saw that the shoes and socks were those of the people who had gone to the mass grave before. They carefully carried the magpie corpse wrapped in straw mats to a secluded side hall.
"Sir, we have brought the body. Do you have any other instructions? I will not hesitate to die!"
A young man wearing a twilight embroidered robe sat in the side hall. From the main seat, looking from behind, the crown made of top-grade agate that ties the hair is very eye-catching.
"Well done, go on down, thank you for your hard work."
The man nodded towards the two of them, caring and polite.
The two attendants stood with fists clasped, a little flattered in their eyes, and stepped back out of the palace.
"Sir, do you want...?"
After the two of them went out, a man in black walked out of the secret corridor behind the man, who looked like the man's secret guard.
The man lowered his eyes and played with a huge jade ring on his thumb.
"Didn't they just say that? I'll give up even if I die."
The man in black raised his fist towards the man and disappeared in the hall instantly.
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“The effect of the medicine has worn off, and you are still pretending to be dead?”
The man spoke towards the straw mat, without any emotion in his voice.
"My subordinates got worried too early. If I scare those two men to death, wouldn't they die twice?"
The magpie got up from the straw mat and dusted off the mud on its body. He gave a big salute to the man in front of him.
"The Hidden Magpie, pay homage to the Marquis!"
"Or...should I respect you, Mr. Xuanwu, the owner of Ghost Market?"
The magpie is flattering. Looking at the man in front of him, he looked up and laughed loudly. He turned out to be Qin Che, the nephew of Qin Huan, the leader of the Meijie Realm, who was playing Fei Hua Xing Ling in Sikong Mansion that day.
"You have only been to the ghost market four or five times, and you are so sure of my identity?"
"It has nothing to do with the number of times you go to the ghost market, but to do with your consideration, sir. If not for my boss's intention to send someone here this time, Thirteenth Dong secretly reminded me that it is impossible for the magpie to carry the fake death medicine with him, so he is really dead at this moment."
The magpie prostrated and bowed, "Thank you again, Lord Xuanwu, for saving your life!"< br>
"You can talk. But...if you let me hear anything from Master Xuanwu outside the ghost market, I will pull out your tongue."
The magpie looked stern and quickly knelt down heavily. Kowtowed.
Qin Che looked at the magpie with a half-smile but not a smile, "How long have you been staying with that little bitch Ruan Xingxuan?" To tell you the truth... I really can't remember. But Magpie always remembers that he is a hidden person in the Marquis's house no matter he is alive or dead!"
"Get up and speak."
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Qin Che picked up a luminous pearl on the table next to him and wiped it while pointing to the chair beside him for the magpie to sit on.
The magpie didn't dare to sit down. He just walked quickly to the chair and stood there, as if he was ready to serve Qin Che at any time.
"You have taught her well over the years. She is spoiled and coquettish, petty and jealous, arrogant, and follows others. Very good! And this time you succeeded at the last moment in making everyone think that she is everything. The initiator of evil deeds has done a great job!”
Qin Che handed the night pearl in his hand to Magpie, but she didn’t dare to accept it. She hurriedly said that she deserved it and could only continue to share the worries for the Marquis! .
Hearing this, he glanced at her casually, but did not take back the hand that held out the Ye Mingzhu. Magpie broke out in a cold sweat, so he could only bow down and quickly accept it, thanking her again and again.
“Do you know why I sent you to the Ruan Mansion back then?”
"I was young and ignorant at that time, and I just thought it was to take control of the Ruan family. Looking at it today, I see that my subordinates are as short-sighted as a candle, but you are really smart!"
"Tell me about it."
"The Sikong clan has luxuriant branches and deep roots, and has close contacts with the upper world. Among the younger generation, Zhuang Yuheng is especially the leader. His conduct and behavior are very popular among the people. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to defeat him."
"And that girl of the Ruan family is an ant nest on the impregnable clan dam. After being watered by my subordinates for so many years, this evil flower has developed. In time, it will definitely cause disaster, and Zhuang Yuheng and even the entire clan have to protect her. You will definitely make mistakes, and by then... the position of Lord of Sikong belongs to none other than Lord Marquis!"
Qin Che laughed again, but it was just a sneer. "A woman's opinion!"
“Do you think that the king is only interested in the position of the Lord of Sikong?”
“It is because my subordinates are so narrow-minded that they make the Marquis laugh and feel ashamed! The Marquis has great ambitions, We mortals can guess."
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"But... you still know too much."
Qin Che stood up and took two steps towards the magpie, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
The magpie knelt down and said, "Afraid! But if the Marquis wants to kill me, he will not save me. It shows that you are thinking My subordinates are loyal and useful. I will definitely live up to my trust and I am willing to do my best for you!”
“Okay!” From chin to cheek, gentle and gentle caress passes by. The magpie froze, a glint of hope flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared instantly.
"Since your identity as Ruan Xingxuan's personal maid has been lost, then go to the ghost market for me and watch. The Sichen Mansion will definitely find a way to intervene in this matter, and report any trouble at any time. ”
"Yes!"
Magpie took the order and stood up. She only felt that the half of her face touched by Qin Che felt hot. She just thought that she was having thoughts that she shouldn't have.
"Master Marquis, when will my subordinates leave?"
"A month later, the ghost market has been very popular recently, and going there will inevitably attract attention. You first find a place to avoid, Give yourself a break by the way."
"Yes! Thank you for your consideration."
Magpie gently touched his face that was touched by Qin Che, "Master Hou, does my subordinate's next identity require a disguise? After all, Magpie's appearance has been recognized by many adults because he has been with Ruan Yatou for too long. ”
Qin Che stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the magpie with a half-smile but actually with his hand behind his back, he was wiping the hand that had just touched the magpie with silk.
"No need, I have already taken care of it for you."
The magpie looked grateful and bowed to Qin Che before leaving, but turned back when he reached the door.
"Master Marquis, before setting off to the ghost market, I have a personal grudge to think about. I will never reveal my identity. Can you allow me?"
Qin Che pondered for a moment and nodded to the magpie, "Go."
After the magpie left, the man in black appeared again from behind the dark corridor and handed Qin Che a piece of wet silk cloth.
"Antidote. Please wipe it carefully, otherwise your skin will suffer."
"Clean up this place."
After saying that, Qin Che had already walked to the door and looked at He glanced at the silk cloth in his hand and threw it to the side. When he raised his eyes again, he had already put on his cynical face and walked out the door with a grin.
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By the time Zhuang Yuheng returned to the Marrow Washing Hall, Gu Cangyue was already half drunk, hugging Mo Tingfeng and calling her brother and chattering. Mo Tingfeng was very sober. While drinking, he glanced at the bed asleep from time to time. Did the little girl kick the quilt?
Zhuang Yuheng couldn't help but laugh. After taking off his mask, the Lord of Forgotten River looked like a heartless boy, and he was so drunk.
"He's so drunk, help him to rest, I'll guard here."
Mo Tingfeng thought for a while, "That's fine, I also have some books to read, here they are. Please.”
He helped the drunk Gu Cangyue to stand up, Zhuang Yuheng also went to the other side to help, and the three of them headed out of the hall.
Although they had gone through "Ruan Mianmian's appearance" in the side hall in the afternoon, the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention her at this time, as if this incident had never happened.
"Weiwei likes to kick the quilt, and she often has nightmares. You have to be more careful at night."
Mo Tingfeng instructed with the utmost worry like an old father.
“Say, I’ll just stare at her without blinking, okay?”
After seeing the two of them off, Zhuang Yuheng sat by the bed and guarded Song Weichen. There was no one around, and a complex look finally appeared on his face - Zhuang Yuheng couldn't imagine that his graceful and lovely cousin, who he had grown up with, would actually He did such a crazy thing to the helpless little girl in front of him.
Is the identification of the magpie before its death true?
Did Mianmian really plan the persecution?
Zhuang Yuheng shook his head and did not dare to think deeply. In his heart, he was unwilling to admit that his cousin was the instigator of Song Weichen's kidnapping case. This was really ridiculous, and it was like a flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple.
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She was lost in thought when the little girl in front of her raised her legs and kicked her legs. The quilt only covered half of her body, and the trousers of her middle coat were rolled up, revealing her smooth calves.
Zhuang Yuheng laughed. No matter who marries this little girl in the future, he will probably have to accept her unconscious punches and kicks at night - although he won't feel anything.
He carefully covered her with the quilt, but Song Weichen seemed to be very hot, so he kicked the quilt away in a blink of an eye, and was tearing the clothes on his chest.
The love affair was almost leaked, but Zhuang Yuheng quickly took her hand to stop the foul action.
Her temperature seems to be getting higher? Zhuang Yuheng forced himself to calm down and pay attention to her condition.
Could it be that the root of the disease caused by the water falling into the flower pond that night was not removed, and the fever developed again?
Thinking of this, he quickly touched her forehead. The temperature on her forehead was normal.
Could it be...poisonous hair?
Gently hold her wrist and feel her pulse. For just a moment, Zhuang Yuheng's face changed. He raised his eyes to look at Song Weichen, only to find that she had woken up at some point, and a pair of misty deer eyes were looking at him with watery eyes. .
That look in his eyes was so captivating that Zhuang Yuheng was lost for a moment. He closed his eyes and finally cleared away his distracting thoughts. He coaxed her softly.
"Weiwei, you're sick. Just lie down and I'll get you medicine."
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Zhuang Yuheng stood up and wanted to leave, but Song Weichen grabbed his hand, and she took advantage of the situation to sit up. , the whole person arched into Zhuang Yuheng's arms - as if he thought his clothes were in the way, he tugged and pulled open the skirt of his clothes, exposing a small part of his chest muscles.
He wanted to stop her in his heart, but in action he could only subconsciously protect her from slipping out of the bed. As he breathed, her arms were already tightly around his neck and hugging him.
Her face was pressed against his chest, as if she was listening to his heartbeat, searching for his heartbeat, which was warm and ambiguous, like the girl's scent of orange blossoms moving around Zhuang Yuheng's neck, and his Adam's apple was obviously rolled. For a moment, it felt like someone had been cast on the body, and for a moment he was confused by the candlelight, and his mind was wandering.
Song Weichen only felt hot and hot all over her body, as if something was about to burst out of her body. She was not conscious clearly and had no idea what she was doing at the moment. She only knew that the skin against her skin would make her feel comfortable.
Tugged at his middle coat, half of the clothes slipped off, exposing his shoulders and neck, and his chest was vaguely glowing. She pressed her exposed shoulder against the skin of Zhuang Yuheng's chest. The hot feeling seemed to be relieved, but also seemed to be aggravated.
Due to her body heat, her cheeks and lips were rarely rosy. Her lips accidentally touched the skin of Zhuang Yuheng's neck. She felt cool and comfortable, and she couldn't help but kiss him all the way.
"Wei..."
Before Zhuang Yuheng could say anything to stop him, Song Weichen had already held his face and kissed them together.