[69 Book Bar - www.] I saw that under the cold light, she was yawning lazily, raising her eyebrows indifferently, facing Jun Yanran, and said with a sarcastic and amusing smile: "Haha, Feng Zhisu, even if he is hungry,
How come we have reached the point where we are hungry and don’t choose food, and we are cold and we don’t choose clothes?”
"you!"
Biting her red lips, Jun Yanran raised her green fingers and pointed at the bed. Mo Qingwu, who had a very cold expression on her face, her pink cheeks turned blue and white in turns. It looked like she was very angry!
Suddenly, as if she suddenly remembered something, the look of embarrassment and anger in her round almond-shaped eyes disappeared in just a moment...
"Hmph! It doesn't matter if I tell you. Anyway, you will be beheaded tomorrow. I believe that a dead person cannot tell this secret to others, right?"
...a secret?
There was a trace of laziness on her picturesque lips, which was charming and indescribably beautiful, elegant, noble, and had an extremely playful and sneer...
"Why, I only want them to give you Hehuansan to achieve their goals, but I'm not happy..."
Under the dim light, Jun Yanran's smart eyes moved flexibly, her cunning red lips raised charmingly, and her smile was calm and indifferent, pure and beautiful.
...Not happy, what?
On the bed, Mo Qingwu frowned slightly and pursed her lips as if she was free. Her desire to know more about Jun Yanran's so-called "secret" became even stronger!
After deliberately pausing for a while, Jun Yanran's contemptuous eyes were slightly raised to the weak Mo Qingwu who was aside. She held her head up arrogantly and continued with a bit of showoff:
"Hmph! I might as well tell you honestly, as early as when Brother Zhisu was avoiding the officials and preparing to visit you in death row, I, this lady, used a trick to trick him into the boudoir, and in the tea given to him
, this one has enough weight!”
While he was talking, a delicate red porcelain bottle flashed a beautiful and brilliant color in mid-air, and finally landed in Mo Qingwu's arms without hesitation.
"Um...is this?"
Driven by curiosity, she circled the small porcelain bottle with her slender fingers. She only heard a "bang!" sound. The cork was firmly pulled out, and the mouth of the bottle was covered by her.
Place it between your nose and sniff...
"Hehuansan?"
Yes, she was suffering from the devastation and torture of obscene drugs at this moment. There was no way she could guess wrong with this faint scent that seemed to be slightly mixed with hibiscus flowers!
Somewhat unbelievable, she stared blankly, looking at Jun Yanran with a proud look on her face, her trembling deep starry eyes seemed to have no focus...
"Jun Yanran, how brave are you to commit the crime of giving the prince an aphrodisiac? If this matter is found out, it will be a serious crime that will destroy the family!"
"Hmph, I gave you an aphrodisiac, so what?"
Raising her eyebrows indifferently and disapprovingly, Jun Yanran snorted coldly, moved her hand gracefully and elegantly, caressing the black silk, her almond-shaped eyes blinked charmingly, like the wings of a butterfly:
"It is human nature for a man to love a woman! Moreover, after taking Hehuan Powder, if the yin and yang are not harmonized and the man and woman become husband and wife, the skin will be cracked and the seven holes will bleed to death."
...
She raised her eyebrows like a crescent moon, and she was calm and leisurely. Mo Qingwu's elegant lips outlined the curve of the crescent moon:
"Did she teach you to do this?"
That's right, she alone would never be able to muster up the courage to do such a thing in her entire life, unless there was another huge backer behind her!
"...I, I don't understand, what are you talking about?"
Wandering in place uneasily, Jun Yanran's charming little face suddenly twisted into a ball, pale and colorless.
However, the fact that she had such a confused and helpless reaction was a disguised confirmation of the authenticity of Mo Qingwu's bold guess just now.
Sure enough, the backer hidden behind her was her - Long Biman!
"Haha, as the saying goes, time is also destiny! Bitch, just accept your fate and wait for death in this shabby and smelly cell. I, my lady, have to go back to the boudoir, haha...
.”
With wanton ridicule, Jun Yanran took one last disgusted glance. In that dark corner, although weak, but still beautiful, Mo Qingwu sneered and turned around...
"You've already come, and you're in such a hurry to leave. Isn't it too disappointing?"
Behind her, her voice was as beautiful as the sound of nature, yet as low as a ghost, elusive, pure and beautiful, yet embedded with a bone-deep charm.
"What?"
Muttering doubts, Jun Yanran was puzzled and subconsciously prepared to turn around, but the moment she turned back, it seemed that everything happened in an instant.
"..Um.."
She groaned and felt a sudden sharp pain in her neck. Before she could even cry out, her vision went dark and she fell to the ground...
............
"If you are lucky enough, you will be rescued soon! But, if it is the other way around..."
Elegantly arranging the pale pink floor-length dress on her body, Mo Qingwu narrowed her eyes seductively, looking at the unconscious Jun Yanran on the bed and wrapped in her clothes, and murmured in a low voice:
"Good luck! And, sorry."
Caressing the enchanting ink silk, between her slender jade fingers, a silk handkerchief stained with dirt and blood was randomly thrown in an inconspicuous corner, while she smiled indifferently, turned and left...
death row gate
"Slave, meet Miss Yanran!"
Accompanied by a loud and ear-piercing "rumbling" sound, the iron door coated with rust, as heavy as a thousand pounds, and surrounded by a strong, strange and terrifying atmosphere, was opened.
"Um."
Sniffing, Mo Qingwu lowered his eyes gracefully. Under the red sunset, Qingcheng's cold and proud profile was a bit enchanting and fascinating in its movement.
"correct!"
Frowning, she turned to the guards who were committing nymphomaniacs. Suddenly an idea occurred to her and she began to murmur. She could guess Jun Yanran's tone and snorted arrogantly:
"The death row prisoner who was just escorted here seems to be feeling a little unwell. Moreover, the emperor has specially issued an order to take good care of her. So, please go and ask a doctor to come and take a closer look at her!"
"Ah? This..."
The guards were quite embarrassed. They hesitated in place. You looked at me and I looked at you. They all looked confused and at a loss...
Seeing this, she raised her eyebrows dissatisfied, pursed her lips tightly, and bursts of stern light burst out from her deep starry eyes: "What, you dog slaves, don't you think you can resist the order?"
As soon as the words fell, there were only a few "plop" sounds. The guards who had looked at each other just now were trembling, kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy:
"My eldest lady, you must be aware that my slaves, my slaves, will never dare to do such a treasonous act!"