Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1413 Deterioration
"Cough cough cough."

Looking at Ji Jiashu, Xu Yishan, Mu Qiguichen and other young men who were sitting by the fire and coughing loudly, Mu Rongqing had a delicate expression, "I'll just make an analogy, I didn't let you guys put yourself in the shoes of others."

"Who... who's going to think about it!" Mu Qi threw down the bowl and stood up red-faced.

"That's good," Mu Rongqing said calmly, "Remember not to be stabbed to death by a woman on the bed in the future, the Mu family can't afford to lose that person."

Mu Qi held his breath and sat down. To be honest, this is indeed a shameful scandal.

As a participant of the same primary ceremony, he originally had reverence for Lord Guanghua, but he never thought that the other party was actually a man who was so rich and jaded, he simply tarnished the name of the Sixth Prince of the Warring States Period.

"Well, Aunt Qing," Ying Baoyue calmly wiped off the splashed soup on her face, "Can you stop using me as an example?"

"I just want to remind this group of fresh-blooded young people." Mu Rongqing looked at her face after taking off the human skin mask, and smiled slightly, "It's not your turn to take action with this group of boys."

"If you really have the heart, you can directly assassinate the king of a country, right?"

Mu Qi was a little stiff, no, wouldn't it?

"Aunt Qing, you're too proud," Ying Baoyue smiled, "The palace is heavily guarded, how can I get in?"

Li Ji glanced at her silently, as if the person who broke into the Soochow Palace in the middle of the night and sat on the Soochow King's dragon bed was not her.

Sensing the coolness on her back, Ying Baoyue immediately changed the subject.

"Okay, let's stop thinking about it, Zhao Guang, how did that girl Xiaolian escape from the other garden? Is she a practitioner?"

If she is a practitioner, shouldn't she be in Ninggu Tower now?
"That's the strange thing." Zhao Guang held his chin, "It's unlikely that Miss Xiaolian is a practitioner to be accepted as a concubine by Yeluhua with such a big fanfare."

At least it is impossible to be a practitioner with a higher realm.

The Northern Wei Dynasty had extremely strict checks on the realm of practitioners. Practitioners could indeed suppress their realms, but generally they could only suppress them for a short time without the help of golden needles.

This is the same as ordinary people tensing their muscles or sucking their stomachs. This state can be maintained for a short period of time, but if you are asked to suck your stomachs for a whole day without relaxing for a moment, can you do it?
But if the acupoints are sealed with golden needles, marks and needles will definitely be left on the back. Considering that Xiao Lian is Yeluhua's concubine, Zhao Guang is a little embarrassed to say.

"If this woman is really a hidden practitioner, how can she hide unless the Northern Wei people don't take off their clothes when they go to bed?"

These words were a bit blunt, and the girls beside the fire, except Ying Baoyue, all backed up three steps with a bang.

"Hey hey hey, I don't mean anything else, I'm just telling the truth." Seeing Ji Ange looking at him vigilantly, Zhao Guang bitterly complained about that lustful hungry ghost Yeluhua.

Back then he thought that man was a gentleman, ah, bah!
"However, if the realm is not high, you can still hide it," Ying Baoyue touched her back, "If the realm is low, you need less needles to seal the acupoints, and you only need to apply some powder on the back to cover it up. As long as you don't take a mandarin duck bath, I don't think it will be exposed."

Mandarin duck... bath?

Now Zhao Guang took a step back and looked at Ying Baoyue in horror.

"Your Highness...you know a lot," Mu Rongqing looked at Ying Baoyue hesitantly.

"Well," Ying Baoyue said lightly, "because I tried."

Now Ji Jiashu and Li Ji couldn't hold their bowls anymore.

With a bang, Ji Jiashu knocked over the bowl, but he turned it upside down on the stone in time to avoid the spread of the harm. Li Ji stood still holding the bowl. Only few people noticed, and many Drops of water were slowly flying back into his bowl.

Xu Yishan glanced silently.

Water magicians use water control skills to drink soup, which is not easy.

"Tried means..." Mu Rongqing took the responsibility and asked this question.

"When it was necessary to hide my realm before," Ying Baoyue said, "I successfully infiltrated the enemy without being discovered."

She felt that it was better not to tell the details of what happened.

That was all in her previous life.

Although assassination is not the right way, sometimes assassination is a means to reduce the sacrifice of soldiers. Back then, she disguised herself as a dancer and sneaked into the tent of the White Wolf King of Xirong. Although she failed to get into the bed of the White Wolf King, she burned All the food and grass around the big tent cleared the obstacles for her master's subsequent victory.

By the way, the dancer's clothes are backless. She used the waterproof powder invented by her master to hide the needles on her back.

But if it is really touched by someone, it is still easy to be exposed, so if you really have the relationship between Yeluhua and Xiaolian, you probably shouldn't have too many needles on your back.

"So that's how it is." Mu Rongqing glanced at the expressions of the young people around him, and didn't ask further, "Then let's tentatively consider that girl Xiaolian to be a practitioner."

"It's just..." She frowned, "Even so, that girl Xiaolian is probably at the sixth rank at most."

In a country like the Northern Wei Dynasty, it is really impossible for a woman to cultivate to the Divine Dance Realm without being discovered.

There is only one Meng poem for so many years.

"It's unlikely that a cultivator of the sixth rank escaped from the other garden alone," Mu Rongqing asked doubtfully, "Does she have other inner responses?"

"This..." Zhao Guang glanced at Ying Baoyue, "This matter is going to be about another person."

"Who?" Ying Baoyue was taken aback, "Wait, is Xiaoge okay?"

Meng Ge was by Yeluhua's side, something happened to Yeluhua, what happened to Meng Ge?

"I was going to talk about her," Zhao Guang said with a complicated expression, "Speaking of which, it was Miss Meng Ge who helped Miss Xiaolian escape."

"How is this possible?" Chen Zichu and the others were stunned, "She is an ordinary person."

Not just an ordinary person, but a patient.

"When the incident happened, I heard that Meng Ge was in the next room. When Xiao Lian ran out of Yeluhua's room, she happened to kidnap her."

Hijack Meng Ge?

"The girl Xiaolian put the knife on Meng Ge's neck and forced Yeluhua to let her go, otherwise she would kill Meng Ge."

Everyone's eyes widened.

"This...even if Yeluhua is willing, the other guards around won't listen to him, right?"

Even out of guilt towards Meng Shi, Yeluhua took Meng Ge very seriously, but the people around Yeluhua were all his guards, how could he let an assassin go?

"At that time, Yeluhua was still sane, so he threatened the guards with his own life to make way for Xiaolian, saying that something happened to Meng Ge and he would die."

Which one of these comes out?
"I heard that Yeluhua has been in an abnormal mood these days. If it was before, the guards probably wouldn't believe him."

Zhao Guang shrugged. There is a process of human depravity.

Those guards saw how Yeluhua became dissolute day by day, and now he was assassinated by a woman on the bed, and he was poisoned and unconscious. Who would dare to confront a mentally abnormal person head-on?

If Yeluhua really wiped his neck when he got excited, the people in their entire other garden would not even think about living.

"Those guards probably thought that Xiao Lian would not be able to escape Luoyang City even if she ran out of Bieyuan, so they let the woman leave with Meng Ge," Zhao Guang said, "Who would have thought that Xiao Lian would really run away as soon as she went out? Haven't caught it yet!"

"How about Yeluhua?" Ying Baoyue asked.

"Is he dead?"

(End of this chapter)