He raised her chin, with a rebellious evil look in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows: "Teacher, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"I came out to enjoy the cool air." Her pale willow eyebrows frowned slightly. She met Qi Jiaye at this time. Her luck must have been extremely bad.

The man's thin lips raised slightly: "That teacher is really in a good mood."

There was a rustling sound in the grass, and the woman smiled slightly. Her eyes moved to the woman who was hurriedly getting dressed in the grass, and she said with pure eyes. "I'm not as elegant as you. Are you playing wild games in the middle of the night?"

"Your Majesty." As soon as Mao Ting finished speaking, a female voice that was crisp to the core came out from the grass.

"What?" Qi Jiaye raised his eyebrows. Fortunately, he just heard someone in the house calling for the assassin, so he put on his clothes in advance. He turned his head and looked at the charming woman in the grass.

"Your Majesty, you used too much force just now. I... I am so weak now that I can't stand up. Can you..." Her delicate voice seemed to be overflowing with honey.

"Okay, I wanted to pull you up." Qi Jiaye walked over and pulled the woman in the bushes.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Mao Ting could see the woman's face clearly. Who else could it be if it wasn't Lan Moling?

Lan Moling is wearing a green jade headdress, her face is as delicate as a flower, and her charming eyes are full of charming eyes. She is wearing a warm yellow transparent gauze skirt, and under the transparent gauze skirt, she has a pair of delicate jade rabbit-like eyes.

Her breasts are looming, like a vixen who has been practicing for thousands of years.

"Your Majesty, why is she here?" She leaned on Qi Jiaye's arms, gently scratching the man's clothes with her onion-like fingertips, trying to arouse his lust again. She was dissatisfied.

Frowning, pouting her little mouth, she asked coquettishly, but Mao Ting could still clearly see the proud provocation in Lan Moling's eyes.

"I said I came here to see the scenery, but I don't think so." Qi Jiaye still had a naughty smile on his lips, but his obsidian eyes were as deep as a bottomless pool.

"Your Majesty!! I finally found you. My subordinates have captured the assassin and have brought him to the hall, waiting for your Majesty to be punished!!!" A young man who looked like a guard hurried over, knelt down on one knee, and hugged

Fist said.

Could it be that Jing Ning had been discovered? A hint of nervousness flashed through the woman's beautiful starry eyes, but luckily, all this nervousness was caught in Qi Jiaye's eyes.

The sword-like handsome eyebrows frowned slightly: "Teacher, what are you thinking about?"

Lan Moling pretended to be scared and crawled into Qi Jiaye's arms, but there was a sense of gloating in his charming eyes: "Your Majesty, why don't we go see what the assassin looks like? It's so late.

There are also assassins, people are really scared of them."

Mao Ting pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and when she raised her eyes again, she had hidden all her emotions: "Let's go and have a look." After saying that, she walked towards the hall.

The fragrance of flowers overflowed in Nuoda's garden. He held the delicate woman in his arms and looked at the woman's straight and cold back. The moonlight seemed to bring a thin coolness to her body. He frowned, and

Follow Lan Moling in his arms and walk towards the hall.

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The grand and luxurious hall is full of rare antiques. A thin boy about 7 years old is being held by several big men and kneeling on the ground. His washed white clothes have several holes in them and are sewn with patches. His face is

It was covered with dust and dust, and you could tell at a glance how embarrassed this child's life was.

When Mao Ting entered the hall, she immediately saw a familiar child in the hall, Xiaochuan.

Xiaochuan was the child she met outside the palace on the first day. Outside the palace, he begged the guards guarding the door again and again to let him in, but he was kicked away by the guards again and again, and was beaten severely.

If she hadn't saved him and taken him for treatment, the child would have been beaten to death. Later, she found out about the child named Xiaochuan and the secret about why Xiaochuan insisted on joining the family.

"I'm not a thief, I'm not a thief." The man cried helplessly, wiping his tears with his dirty hands, which made his already dirty face look even more stained.

The guard who was leading the room just now kicked Xiaochuan and asked fiercely: "You said you're not a thief. Look at your poor appearance and say, why did you come to the house to steal?"

The skinny Ogawa was kicked to the ground hard, and a footprint suddenly appeared on his patched and washed white clothes.

The leading guard stepped on Xiaochuan's stomach arrogantly, spat on the ground, and said fiercely: "Who would believe you if you say you are not a thief?"

"I believe it!" The cold voice carried an invisible oppressive momentum. Mao Ting walked in with the moonlight on her back, her beautiful face already covered with ice.

Mao Ting pushed away the leading guard and pulled the crying little boy up. Xiaochuan opened his tearful eyes and saw the person clearly. It was the nature of a child, so he could no longer suppress it and threw himself into Mao Ting's arms.

Then, she cried loudly: "Sister Ting, they don't believe me, Xiaochuan is not a thief, Xiaochuan is not a thief."

A kind of distress spread in her heart. Mao Ting squatted down, patted the little boy's shoulder, and said in a soft and comforting tone: "Xiaochuan is a man, don't cry, tell sister Xiaochuan, how did you get in?"

Ogawa choked a few times, sniffed firmly, and said in a childish voice: "I... I found a dog hole in a corner, and I got in... I came to find my mother, my father is about to die.

, I want my mother to go back and see my father one last time."

"Fart, girl, don't be deceived by this child. How can there be a married woman in the prince's palace?" The leading guard said and went to catch Xiaochuan in Mao Ting's arms.

Mao Ting frowned slightly and led Xiaochuan to dodge the guard's hand, but she happened to hear a magnetic male voice coming from the door: "What happened?"

Immediately afterwards, she saw Qi Jiaye walking in with the charming Lan Moling in his arms.

When Lan Moling, who was gloating about his misfortune, saw the little boy in Mao Ting's arms, it was like a bolt from the blue, and his face instantly turned pale.

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Chapter completed!