Chapter 169 Deal with it calmly

When he looked up at Pei Mo's face, he still had the same calm and calm smile as usual.

No, you must try it again.

Pei Mo is a cunning and cunning person who usually shows no emotion or anger, so we can't be fooled this time.

Thinking of this, the third prince glanced sideways at Pei Mo's arm and smiled sinisterly: "General Pei, the blow I gave you just now was a bit hard. Did it not hurt you? Come and have a look."

After saying that, the third prince actively went up and took Pei Mo's arm, pretending to be concerned.

But Pei Mo frowned, then smiled faintly, and then took a step back.

"I don't think there is any problem. Thank you, Third Prince, for your trouble."

As he spoke, he turned his body to one side and deliberately moved his left arm away from the third prince.

At this moment, Pei Mo's performance gave the third prince some misunderstandings.

He looks like a healthy person. Maybe I saw it wrong yesterday?

Pei Mo always clenched his left fist tightly, fearing that Murong Qing would find him again at this time, he was worried and quickened his pace.

Murong Qing was always worried about the original owner's injury. He was even more afraid that he would be made trouble by the third prince in the court. He was restless at home. He didn't even eat breakfast, so he stood in the yard waiting.

There was a lot of blood. If the third prince discovered it at this time, I'm afraid this matter would be unstoppable.

Pei Mo's head was a little blank at this time, and blood was almost flowing to his fingers. If he didn't come up with a solution quickly, he might really be discovered by the third prince.

The third prince's eyes widened in anger. He wanted to refute but had nothing to say. He gritted his teeth in anger.

The two had a duel, but the third prince did not get any benefits, so in the end he could only sneer, turn around and walk away.

"not good!"

But at this time, the third prince was still looking at Pei Mo's arm, as if he couldn't find any evidence and couldn't give up.

After staring at it for a long time, he suddenly found that his left hand was clenched into a fist, while his right hand was very relaxed. He finally seemed to understand something and ran towards Pei Mo behind him.

Pei Mo paused and slowly turned his head to look at her: "Is there anything else you can do, madam?"

Even though he had turned sideways, he could not block the third prince's suspicious gaze at all.

By the time he finally retired for the morning, his face was already pale, and the severe pain made his steps unsteady.

At this time, Pei Mo had already got off the sedan chair and walked into the general's mansion.

"hehe."

After saying this, without waiting for the third prince to reply, Pei Mo's figure had disappeared in front of him, he got on the sedan chair and hurriedly left the palace gate.

"General, please stay."

Ping'er knew that the reason why Murong Qing stood in the yard was to see Pei Mo immediately when he left the field, so he also stood at the door and looked around.

The flowing blood was immediately held in Pei Mo's hand and stopped flowing down.

The third prince's eyes wandered around Pei Mo a few times, and he took the opportunity to tease: "There is a beautiful woman waiting at home, so don't let her wait impatiently."

When he saw Pei Mo's sedan coming back from afar, he hurried to the yard and told Murong Qing the news.

The third prince tried again and again and found that Pei Mo couldn't reveal any flaws at all. He felt a little frustrated and gradually lost his patience.

At this time, the blood on the wound was flowing even more, and Pei Mo could vaguely smell the smell of blood. He knew that if he didn't leave quickly, the third prince would really find him.

Although Pei Mo tried his best to endure it, the third prince still caught wind of the situation. Seeing his brows furrowing slightly, he noticed something and took two steps forward.

"Don't worry, madam. I'm back safely, haven't I?"

In the court hall, the emperor routinely inquired about news from various departments and asked for their opinions before leaving the morning court.

When he raised his head again, Pei Mo had that gentle smile on his face again.

"Really? Go and greet him quickly."

"If General Pei feels uncomfortable, I'll call a doctor to come and take a look at you. Don't hold on."

Murong Qing also saw that Pei Mo's expression was a bit strange today, and his behavior seemed to be hiding something, so he couldn't help but stand there and look at his back.

Pei Mo's face was calm and calm, but at this time, only he knew in his heart that he was enduring such great pain.

"Madam, the general is back from the next court."

"The Third Prince seems to be paying too much attention to Pei today. Pei is in good health and does not feel any discomfort. The Third Prince should just worry about his own affairs."

"General Pei, there's something wrong with your expression. Are you feeling unwell?"

What to do now?

During the plot, a clever idea flashed into Pei Mo's mind, and he squeezed his left hand tightly into a fist.

Pei Mo could hardly hear anything during the whole process, and he tried his best to grit his teeth and fight against his wounds.

Knowing that the relationship between the third prince and Liu Qing had always been bad, Pei Mo took the opportunity to ridicule him again and severely avenged the hatred he had just felt.

However, Pei Mo endured the pain and smiled faintly: "My general's wife is indeed a beauty, and it's all thanks to the third prince. If the Japanese general and the third prince hadn't gotten married on the same day, how could there have been such a good connection?"

A trace of bright red blood flowed down the cuffs and into the palm of his hand. Pei Mo's heart skipped a beat and his face turned slightly pale.

Although the third prince didn't know whether Pei Mo was the man in black yesterday, he would be right if he tried a few more times. What if he was exposed?

Noticing that Pei Mo was lagging behind the crowd, the third prince came up again and took the opportunity to attack him.

The blood flowed down the skin to his wrist bit by bit, and Pei Mo could feel the flow of the moist liquid.

"General Pei, the morning court has already begun, why don't you go home quickly?"

"General, how are your injuries? Did the Third Prince make things difficult for you in the court?"

"If nothing happens, I will take my leave, general."

A heartbreaking pain came from the wound, blood gradually flowed down his arm, and Pei Mo's heart tightened.

"It's just that I, the general, heard that the relationship between the third prince and his wife is not particularly good. That is indeed a pity."

Murong Qing pulled Ping'er and hurried to the door.

"It doesn't matter." Pei Wei was afraid that Murong Qing would find out that his wound had opened, so he involuntarily moved his left arm back, forced a smile, and continued walking into the house.

Murong Qing went up and stared at Pei Mo's arm, gently holding his hand.

Murong Qing's eyes slowly moved from Pei Mo's face to his left arm.

"Tell me the truth, did the Third Prince really not doubt you today?"

Based on her understanding of the third prince, it was impossible for him not to take any action.

Pei Mo was tough at first, but the wound became more and more severe, and a strong smell of blood spread in the air.
Chapter completed!