The father-in-law at the door of the private room glanced at Huanpei, and replied with disdain in a thin voice: "Isn't Mother Qing only recognizing money and not people? Don't ask more questions that you shouldn't ask."
As soon as these powerful words came out, the audience immediately started shouting. Some smart people immediately guessed the clue.
The result of the bidding couldn't be more obvious. Mo Xiaohuan slowly moved downstairs.
However, the pain in her chest only increased if she didn't go down the next step.
It turned out that she just wanted to lure the emperor out and restrain Yu Beiming.
However, after getting out of the wolf pen, he entered the household registration again.
If the new emperor of the always ruthless emperor family was kind to Mo Qinghuan, how could he point her out to Yu Beiming?
Not to mention whether "that thing" Rufeng asked during the initial test was Mo Qinghuan's mission.
It was the group of people who had been chasing Mo Qinghuan, and it was the people outside the palace who had been indifferent to Mo Qinghuan in the past few months. Which one thing could calm down Mo Qinghuan's mood?
When Mo Qinghuan walked to the stage, there were strange movements in Mo Qinghuan's abdomen, as if there was still a fetus inside, and pain gradually arose in her abdomen.
It’s strange why I still experience poisonous pain even after taking Fu Feng’s antidote.
Could it be that the missing child came to seek revenge?
Baby? Baby?
Do you really blame your mother for not wanting you?
Mo Xiaohuan could not take another step forward. Inexplicable sadness welled up in her heart, and the pain in her body caused cold sweat to break out on her back.
"This guest officer can give you a thousand taels of gold. Qing'er has nothing to offer in return. He is willing to sing a song for the objective to express Qing'er's gratitude."
Mo Xiaohuan sat down in front of a guzheng, her onion-like jade fingers brushed the strings, and the clear sound of the piano filled the stage like gurgling water.
The hustle and bustle under the stage suddenly stopped, and the world became quiet.
The prelude was over, and several musicians nearby quickly caught up with Mo Xiaohuan's rhythm and accompanied her tunes.
“You and I are both mortal, born in this world;
It’s hard to run around all day long and never have a moment of leisure;
…”
Mo Xiaohuan already has an excellent voice, and now her clear and pure singing voice sounded even more like the sound of nature.
And the lyrics of this song "Mortal Song" are very elegant and refined, and they really talk about the pain and suffering.
"...
Since you are not an immortal, you will inevitably have distracting thoughts;
Morality and justice are placed on both sides, and profit is placed in the middle;
How many men turn their anger into beauty;
How many forest birds have become flying swallows;
At this point, the lights in the patio seemed to dim again
Mo Xiaohuan looked at the sky, and the experience in just a few months seemed to turn into several movie reels passing by frame by frame in front of his eyes.
Life is too short, why love so hard;
My lover is gone, who can I complain to?
Asking you when you saw it,
The world changes for people,
With the face I dreamed of,
Does it count as having spring..."
After singing a section, Mo Xiaohuan could no longer hold on and her body went soft.
The moment before she fell into coma, she seemed to hear someone shouting: "Officers and soldiers are checking the store!"
Officers and soldiers on duty?
This is the fiefdom of King Ling Yu Beiming. Only Yu Beiming can mobilize troops at will. Moreover, this Qinglou is run by Huan Pei.
He is coming to check the store - he is obviously here to capture the emperor under the guise!
The pain in Mo Xiaohuan's lower abdomen became more severe: she had become Yu Beiming's chess piece!
In the darkness, a pair of cold eyes stared at Mo Xiaohuan
This feeling seems so similar!
Mo Xiaohuan suddenly opened her eyes and faced Yu Beiming's bottomless eyes.