It's just him and her here. If he dies, what will people outside think?
Although she was mentally prepared to be a widow when she first saw him, she had no intention of cursing him to death.
"Hey, old man, get up! Don't die. If you die, how can I tell the people outside?" Even after pushing a few times, there was no response.
The old man stared at a pair of copper bell-like eyes with a strange and scary expression.
The fear of being in the same room with the dead is overshadowed by the fear of being thought of as a murderer. The Thirty-Six Stratagems are the best!
At this moment, only these words appeared in Qin Wan'er's mind. Without any time to think about it, Qin Wan'er casually found some clothes and wrapped them up. She turned back, glanced at the body on the bed uneasily, and then opened the door a crack.
He peeked around and saw no one was around, so he hurriedly took advantage of the night to escape.
Under the night, all I saw was a man dressed in white, crouching like a ghost, tiptoeing unsteadily, and quickly disappearing...
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The summer in Jiangnan is very humid. Murong Xiao, who has always been accustomed to living in the capital, stood in front of the nanmu carved window and couldn't sleep because it was difficult to adapt.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the soft moonlight shines on the ground through the clouds, which creates a deep artistic conception. The herbs, weeds, etc. are planted along the bluestone road. The winding paths lead to secluded areas, and the landscape is unique.
However, thinking of the partisanship in the imperial court, Murong Xiao had no intention of appreciating it.
He showed up today on the emperor's order. Seeing that old man Li Jingsheng was just an old housekeeper in the emperor's mansion in the past, he actually lived such a luxurious and decadent life after he was dismissed.
Concubine of the 39th room?!
Oh, this slave knows how to enjoy things better than the emperor in the palace.
The door creaked and was pushed open by someone. Murong Xiao frowned, a pair of phoenix eyes shot out fiercely, and he looked out through the screen slantingly.
I saw a woman wearing close-fitting clothes and walking in quietly.
Murong Xiao narrowed her eyes and understood immediately
What kind of master is what kind of slave? Old man Li knows how to curry favor with his master. He thought he was here alone and was worried about being lonely, so he arranged for someone to come and serve him.
However, this slave had the wrong idea. He was not with the imperial brother who was addicted to women. Thinking of the one who sang and sang every night in the palace, Murong Xiao's face showed a hint of ridicule.
"Shh!"
Qin Wan'er made a silent gesture, signaling Murong Xiao to keep quiet.
She just tried her best to escape, but the garden was too big, and she was almost bumped into by the servants several times. She was so frightened that she hid here and there. When she came in, she didn't feel that the place was big, and she couldn't find it for a while.
The way out
It took a lot of effort to find this place. It was quiet here and there were few people. She was really tired. She needed to rest the most. Qin Wan'er calmed down slightly, poured a cup of tea as if no one else was around, and drank it by herself.
"Oh my god, I'm so thirsty!"
Murong Xiao was stunned
Since he came of age, many women have been sent to him. However, the women sent to him are all of heavenly beauty and extremely charming and considerate. It is obvious that they have been carefully prepared for a long time before being sent.
, taught
This is the first time I have seen someone similar to the woman in front of me.
Well, this woman... although her behavior is a bit vulgar, she is a bit interesting. She is not like the previous one who only blindly sticks to her body. She is completely a piece of vulgar powder with no face.