Author: Fragrance is all over the world

The man in black had a sinister look in his eyes, like a bird of prey about to kill its prey, but he forgot that he was already behind bars.

When Pei Mo heard the voice, he turned around indifferently and looked at the captured prisoners without any fluctuation in his eyes. The wind in the forest was very strong, and the blowing sand was charming.

Pei Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was in a trance. This scene was so similar. The forest where he fell off the cliff a few months ago was also so deep, and the wind was so ruthless.

"Oh."

He sneered slightly and finally focused his eyes on the man in black.

"Do you remember me, General?" Pei Mo moved his wrists, and the aura on his body was inexplicably terrifying, "But it's a pity that there are too many people who want my life, and you are not worth mentioning."

There were so many people who wanted his life, how could he remember.

He has seen many people who wanted to take his head, including barbarians who invaded the borders of Dashun, and assassins from enemy countries who pretended to be Dashun people.

Of course, there are also Dashun people whom he protects through gritted teeth on the battlefield, such as the secret guards raised by the second prince.

But to say I'm not disappointed would be a lie.

Fortunately, Pei Mo had no expectations for this royal family with dirty blood from the beginning. Everything he did should be for the people of the world.

What the people want is what he, Pei Mo, protects.

The man in black who made the noise stopped talking, and just stared at Pei Mo with hatred. He didn't know what kind of thoughts the second prince had instilled in them, making them hold such great hatred towards a stranger who had no grievances and no hatred.

Malice.

Pei Mo didn't care. He looked up at the rising moon. He turned his back and waved his hand and said, "It's getting late. Leave a few people to be tortured and the rest will be dealt with."

"yes."

Pei Mo's right-hand man responded and raised his chin. The people around him randomly picked three of the men in black, took them out and knocked them unconscious, while the others had their necks slashed with a knife.

The sound of the blade cutting through the skin came and went, and Pei Mo even vaguely heard the sound of blood splashing. He remained unmoved and kept his eyes lowered, as if he was mourning the deceased.

"The rest is up to you."

Pei Mo's plain voice came in the cold wind, and he walked away.

For some reason, the lieutenant who followed Pei Mo looked at his retreating back and felt that this bleak figure was like a lonely ghost in the mountains.

As time passed, the deputy general always had the feeling that the general would leave at any time, which made him very uneasy, but he could never figure out where the general would eventually go.

"Lieutenant, what to do with these corpses?" a soldier asked, "Are they buried directly?"

The deputy general turned around and said angrily, "What else can I do if I don't bury the body? Expose the body in the wilderness?"

After saying that, the deputy general kicked the body of the man in black out of temper. To be honest, he really wanted to just ignore the bodies of the secret guards who were monitoring the general's mansion.

But this would bring a lot of unnecessary trouble. The deputy general patted his forehead and said, "Forget it, let's burn them all. The corpses and traces must be destroyed completely."

After receiving the order, they worked in an orderly manner and quickly cleaned up the battlefield. No trace of blood could be found. People who didn't know would not have thought that there had been an siege here half an hour ago.

Pei Mo climbed over the high city wall with great skill, without disturbing any of the patrolling Imperial Guards, and returned to the General's Mansion in a blink of an eye.

The main hall was brightly lit, and Pei Mo saw a figure wandering back and forth inside.

"Waiting for me?"

Pei Mo landed behind Murong Qing and whispered in her ear.

There were candles lit in the room, and Murong Qing was startled by his sudden dark shadow. Only when he heard the sound did he know that it was Pei Mo who had returned.

"Why does the general never go through the door, but always jumps in from the beam or window? It's so scary!"

Murong Qing turned around. Although there was a hint of blame in her tone, her worried eyes revealed all her thoughts on her face.

Pei Mo noticed that her face was a little pale, and raised his hand to touch her face, "But you were scared? Why is your face cold?"

Realizing this possibility, Pei Mo felt a little heartbroken. It seemed that he couldn't be so reckless in the future and had to leave.

"No, it's the wind chill at night."

Murong Qing shook his head and looked Pei Mo up and down to make sure he was not injured.

Pei Mo frowned slightly when he heard this. He raised his hand to close the cloak on Murong Qing's body. When he touched it, he realized why the cloak was so thin.

"There are no clothes in the house? Wear so little!"

Pei Mo lowered his voice slightly, his tone filled with anger.

Murong Qing's eyes were attracted by the bright red on Pei Mo's wrist, and she exclaimed, "The general is injured?"

Under Pei Mo's dark blue outer robe, he could see a white inner garment. The sleeves of the inner garment were slightly longer, and the bright red color was dyed on it, like a red plum falling in the snow.

Murong Qing hurriedly rolled up Pei Mo's sleeves, but she didn't see the wound. She was even more panicked. Could it be an internal injury?

"Where is the general injured?"

Pei Mo then discovered that his wrist had been stained with blood at some point. The blood had dried and could not be wiped off now. He felt a little regretful. He should have checked it before seeing her if he had known it. This made her worry again.

"Don't worry, I'm not injured, and I don't know where the blood stains got stuck." Pei Mo lifted up his sleeves on both sides, spread his hands and turned around in front of Murong Qing, "Look if you don't believe me."

Murong Qing was dubious, "Is it true? General, please don't lie to me."

"How can this be false?" Pei Mo raised his hand and scratched her straight nose, with a smile in his tone, "My husband lied to you like a puppy."

Murong Qing couldn't help but laugh, and stuck out his tongue, pretending to be disgusted, "The general is so childish."

Pei Mo was not upset even though he was rejected. He lowered his head and asked, "Don't you like my husband because he is so naive?"

Seeing the handsome face in front of her getting closer and closer to her, Murong Qing's heart was pounding. She moved her eyes away and stretched out her hand to block Pei Mo's face, "How is the general's matter handled? I am

The side is well arranged."

Pei Mo, who originally wanted to steal the fragrance from Murong Qing's face, failed. He rubbed her delicate and boneless little hand dissatisfiedly, put it to his lips and kissed her passionately. After a long time, he said, "Don't worry, the general's mansion is under surveillance from the outside."

The people have been dealt with, and everything is just waiting for Anren's wedding to begin."

In fact, Pei Mo had long wanted to deal with the secret guards sent by the second prince to monitor him, but Murong Qing told him not to act until necessary, so he reluctantly spared the lives of the secret guards.

Otherwise, with his resolute and resolute temperament, these secret guards would have been dead on the first day they appeared.

Murong Qing is the only person in the world who can make Pei Mo tolerate such filth.

With her here, Pei Mo could endure this dark imperial city.
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