"There's also that mysterious woman who plays the flute, isn't there?" Mo Wushuang looked at Hua Yueling with tangled eyes.
"Wushuang, you can't follow me all day long, right? When did you become so clingy?" Hua Yueling frowned.
"Ling'er, if you promise not to leave me, I will go back and rest." Mo Wushuang walked up to her, took her hands, and looked at her pleadingly. He needed a positive answer so much.
Hua Yueling was a little embarrassed and looked at Hua Yujin. Hua Yujin quickly laughed and ran away. He didn't want to be an eyesore.
"Wushuang, you have always been a very confident person. You can't change for me. If you change, you won't be you." Hua Yueling broke free from his big hand and walked towards the door.
"Ling'er, I am very confident, but I am not in front of you. I am very scared." Mo Wushuang said quietly from behind.
Hua Yueling stopped, turned around slowly, saw Mo Wushuang's beautiful eyes full of sadness and said, "Wushuang, I need time." She didn't dare to hit him directly anymore, believing that time is the best thing.
Good diluent, thinking that there was still no news from Nangong Lieye, Hua Yueling felt a faint pain in her heart.
"Ling'er, I only have you, don't abandon me." Mo Wushuang looked at the tears in her eyes, which made Hua Yueling's heart ache. She knew that if she was really determined not to want him anymore, he might really go crazy.
, she was the first woman he fell in love with, and she understood the madness of first love, so she couldn't be too anxious.
With a slight smile, Hua Yueling said gently: "I need some time to adjust, so don't think too much."
As soon as Mo Wushuang heard this, his crescent-like eyes lit up again, tears flowed, and he walked up to her and said, "Then I won't cling to you. Can I come see you tomorrow?"
"Of course, no matter what, we are all good friends." Hua Yueling felt a little distressed. Such a man who has always been free and easy is now so cautious. He is causing great harm to others, but it also shows that he really loves her.
Mo Wushuang watched Hua Yueling leave blankly, still thinking about Hua Yueling's last words in his mind. Slowly, his beautiful eyes narrowed, friend? He doesn't need it, he just wants her to be his wife.
After Hua Yueling left the Ministry of Punishment, she did not return to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but went directly to the Three Princes' Mansion.
When the housekeeper Liu Cai and his servants saw Hua Yueling, they immediately knelt down to salute and respectfully called her the third princess.
Hua Yueling was not embarrassed and began her official life as a hostess in the Three Princes' Mansion.
She came to Nangong Lieye's dormitory and saw that everything inside was neat and tidy, just like before, except that the person was no longer there. Sitting at the table by the window, looking out the window at the green courtyard, she felt sour in her heart.
"Princess, let's have a bowl of bird's nest." Butler Liu had prepared everything early, so when he saw Hua Yueling's face looking a little haggard, he immediately brought some supplements, but little did he know that the cup of bird's nest made Hua Yueling's vision blurry.
"Let it go." Hua Yueling felt even more uncomfortable. Looking back on the past, that damn man kept appearing in front of her eyes. His shameless look, his furious look, and his affectionate look were all still fresh in her memory. However, at this moment
But he wasn't there, which hurt her like a knife.
Hua Yueling never left the Third Prince's Mansion that day. She lay on Nangong Lieye's big bed and meditated quietly, and finally fell asleep with tears in her eyes.
While Hua Yueling was resting, the operations of the Criminal Department were in full swing. The Fourth Prince and Hua Yujin were both resolute and resolute people. The manhunt at the Gongjiao Hunting Ground was even more tense. There were many spies and killers from the Blue Moon Kingdom cooperating with the Canglong operation.
All were captured or died.
In the afternoon of the next day, Hua Yueling stood in the garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, hugging Hua Xiaolong, who was about to embark on the road to return to the country for revenge, with tears streaming down her face.
"Sister, don't worry, I'll be back!" Hua Xiaolong carried a gray cloth bag on his back and an inconspicuous gray shirt. He looked at Hua Yueling with a pair of big clear eyes full of reluctance.
"Well, I believe you will succeed." Hua Yueling wiped away her tears and patted his strong shoulder.
"Sister, Xiaolong, you don't have to be so sad. We have trained a lot of falcons, and whatever we want to say will not be far away." Hua Yujin walked up to Hua Xiaolong, and the two hugged each other fiercely.
"Xiaolong, don't be impulsive in everything, don't make me sad, you know?" Hua Yueling thought of the Imperial Master's words and walked to him to explain again.
Hua Xiaolong stood quietly in front of Hua Yueling, tall and handsome in the sun, looking at Hua Yueling's caring little face with a pair of big eyes, revealing deep affection.
Suddenly he lowered his head and kissed Hua Yueling's pink mouth. He immediately left, showing his big white teeth and said with a silly smile: "Before you leave, you must kiss Ling'er, or you will die with your eyes open."
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"You brat, how dare you bully my sister!" Hua Yujin quickly and appropriately resolved the embarrassment. Hua Yueling was still in shock, but the handsome Mo Wushuang behind him had a smile frozen on his face.
"Xiaolong, you are not allowed to talk about death!" Hua Yueling glared at him. Although she was also shocked and didn't know what he meant, his words made her feel very uneasy.
"Sister, I will take care of myself." Hua Xiaolong scratched his head, then walked up to Mo Wushuang, who had regained his light smile, and his face became serious.
"Xiaolong, take care, otherwise Ling'er will be sad." Mo Wushuang patted him on the shoulder.
"Brother Mo, I just want to say one thing, you must not hurt Ling'er, otherwise I will not let you go to the end of the world." Hua Xiaolong's big eyes at this moment had the sharpness and momentum of a big man. He didn't know that Mo Wushuang
Whether there is a real problem between Hua Yueling and Hua Yueling is not important. What is important is that he does not want anyone to hurt her when he is away. Although he hopes that she will wait for him to come back, he does not force Hua Yueling to herself.
I just prayed to God that Hua Yueling would not get married before he came back, so that he would be able to protect her by then.
"Xiaolong, don't worry. I love Ling'er more than my own life, so how can I be willing to hurt her." Mo Wushuang's affectionate eyes looked into Hua Yue Ling's twinkling phoenix eyes, and there was determination in them. If before,
Hua Yueling would definitely be deeply moved, but at this moment she found that she was a little heartless. She felt that if she was gone, she would be gone. She just felt that she had committed too many sins and didn't know how to end it.
Hua Xiaolong felt sour in his heart, but he still hugged Mo Wushuang, then looked at Hua Yueling affectionately and reluctantly, turned to leave, everyone kept sending him out of the door, watching him mount the horse and leave, Hua Yueling shed tears, Hua
Xiaolong didn't dare to look back, because he was afraid that he would be too reluctant to let go. There was a special team waiting for him outside the city gate, and he was about to embark on the road of revenge.
In Mingyue Pavilion, Hua Yueling felt very tired. Mo Wushuang was silently accompanying her, but she found that she didn't know what to say.
"Wushuang, can you tell me what happened in Jianghu?" Hua Yueling was lying on the recliner in the white jade pavilion, drowsy, while Mo Wushuang drank fragrant tea and kept looking at her little face.
"What do Ling'er want to know?" Mo Wushuang said with a faint smile.
"I heard that in the past few years, many famous weapons in the world have disappeared without a trace, and their owners have been brutally killed. Do you know this?" Hua Yueling did not look at Mo Wushuang when she said this, because she was afraid that she would be treated differently.
The expression of hope.
The tea cup in Mo Wu's hands shook slightly, but he immediately smiled and said, "Where did Ling'er hear these things?"
"Aren't there a lot of Jianghu people coming to the capital recently? The news I heard from Mr. Liao is that if the capital is not peaceful, the emperor will not be able to sleep, so Mr. Liao is collecting information from various sects in the Jianghu, and I am also casual.
It sounds like you are so good at weapons, so you must have heard about this, right?" Hua Yueling closed her eyes and spoke so calmly that she didn't even believe it.
"I did hear about it, but that was a few years ago, and it was said that they were all stolen by the thief Jiang Xiaohu." Mo Wushuang replied immediately.
"But didn't Jiang Xiaohu die two years ago?" Hua Yueling raised her eyes, but still didn't look at Mo Wushuang.
"Yes, it turns out that Ling'er knew that after Jiang Xiaohu died, he never heard about the theft of famous weapons." Mo Wushuang's voice was also very calm, and there was nothing that made Hua Yueling suspicious.
"Do you also think it was Jiang Xiaohu who committed murder and cheated?" Hua Yueling asked.
"I don't know about this, but I bought a lot of weapons from him, and Ling'er's Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle is one of them."
"So, do you have all the weapons?" Hua Yueling finally looked at his handsome and immortal face.
Mo Wushuang was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "Ling'er, you don't think I'm lying to you. Do you think I can kill these people?"
"It's not that I thought it was because Jiang Xiaohu is dead now. If all the weapons are at your place, will they think you did it?" Hua Yueling now began to observe his facial expressions.
"Haha, of course not. Everyone knows that Jiang Xiaohu stole it. Now that he is dead, if the weapon is with me, it means that I killed Jiang Xiaohu at most, but Jiang Xiaohu died in the martial arts alliance.
Yao Batian's men, this has nothing to do with me, right?" Mo Wushuang shrugged.
"Then why did Jiang Xiaohu die in the hands of Yao Batian?" The more Hua Yueling listened, the more mysterious it became. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.
"Two years ago, Jiang Xiaohu wanted to steal Yao Batian's Blue Blood Swords, but instead of stealing them, he was killed." Mo Wushuang took a sip of tea.
Hua Yueling asked very strangely: "Does Jiang Xiaohu also like weapons? Why do you specialize in stealing weapons?"
"Well, Ling'er, let me tell the truth. In fact, it was me who harmed him this time." Mo Wushuang suddenly showed some helplessness on his face.
"Oh?" Hua Yueling made a sound in her heart.
"I asked him to steal it. I offered him one hundred thousand taels of silver, so, hey." Mo Wushuang shook his head.
Hua Yueling was stunned and looked at him with phoenix eyes in surprise. She didn't know whether what he said was true or false, but he finally connected the matter with him. Is this the beginning of confessing to her? Or was it Uncle Hong and
Was his intuition really wrong and they all misunderstood him?
"Ling'er, actually I never want to talk about Jiang Hu. It's also because of Jiang Xiaohu. He is my only friend in Jiang Hu." There was a little fluctuation in Mo Wushuang's beautiful eyes.
Hua Yueling saw that he had lost his voice, and felt confused and hesitant in her heart again. Which sentence he said was the truth? Now that there is no evidence of death, she is really confused.
She has always believed in her intuition, but she was not sure about Mo Wushuang because Mo Wushuang was so good in all aspects. Although she fell in love with Nangong Lieye, she didn't want to slander Mo Wushuang, so she wanted to
Knowing the truth, she always felt that Mo Wushuang was calm, gentle and elegant, and could not be associated with those terrible things, so she also hoped that these were not true.