After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 231 Temporary Residence in the Palace
"General, go and see Madam, Madam is calling you!"

Ping'er's voice pulled Pei Mo out of boundless anger, Pei Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of the eunuch who was holding him down.

The eunuch fell to the ground for the rest of his life after the robbery. It's really hard to imagine that he survived from the fearful General Zhen Guo.

Pei Mo looked at his water-stained hands, wiped them casually on the trousers, and stepped into the side hall in three steps at a time.

"Ma'am, how are you?"

Pei Mo half-kneeled on the ground, his eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were bewildered and intertwined with inexplicable emotions.

I was at a loss because I almost became an out-of-control beast. What I couldn't explain was the intertwining of love and pain that I didn't know how to speak.

Murong Qing looked at him, as if he had found a snuggle, tears came faster than words.

A drop of clear tear slid down the side face to the chin, the plain face was so sad that it made the heart throb.

Pei Mo's throat was blocked, and the comforting words in his heart came to his mouth but he couldn't utter a single word. He swallowed the bitterness, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and stretched out his warm palm to the back of her head. The two foreheads were tightly pressed together. stick.

Pei Mo could feel that it was a June day, but her forehead was slightly cold, and he was so distressed that he could hardly breathe.

But what Murong Qing felt was the warmth between her foreheads, just such a little bit of warmth made her feel peaceful, as if she had obtained an inexplicable power that could make her forget the pain.

Their breathing is entangled, their heartbeats are the same, and their blood and flesh dance with their souls.

As if separated by mountains and seas, they will never be far away from each other.

After a long time, Murong Qing raised his hand to stroke Pei Mo's back, and said softly, "I'm fine, and the child is fine."

Pei Mo held her in his arms for a long time, holding her tightly. Murong Qing comforted her for a long time before he slowly calmed down his abnormal heartbeat.

Murong Qing was very calm, the calm after labor pains. She said, "It's the first time I've seen you get so angry. The general won't allow you to do this anymore. Getting angry is bad for your health. I'll be worried."

Pei Mo almost rubbed her into his flesh and blood, and said firmly like a promise, "Well, no, it won't be like this again in the future."

No one will hurt her again in the future, he said in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, but the outside of the hall returned to its previous appearance, and the chaos just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Pei Mo looked at Murong Qing's pale face, still worried, and said to the maid with a cold face, "Where's the imperial physician in the palace, call someone here, and I'll ask him face to face."

The maid did not dare to slack off, "Yes."

The imperial physician, who was about to change shifts, was once again respectfully invited to the Hall of Rejuvenation by the maid.

"How is General Ben's wife?"

The imperial doctor saw that Pei Mo's face was so cold that he could freeze to death, so he didn't dare to lie, "Ma'am is fine now, she just needs to rest, it's best not to move around frequently, local nourishment is the best choice."

Pei Mo's eyes were sharp, and he didn't want to believe anyone in the palace, so he lowered his voice and said sharply, "If you dare to lie to this general, this general will make you know what life is better than death."

The imperial physician has never seen such an overbearing general, so he can only nod repeatedly, "I know, I hope the general can rest assured, I will definitely inform the general's wife well."

The palace was full of treacherous and treacherous conditions, Pei Mo was worried that she would stay here, but he did not dare to rashly move her back to the General's Mansion, the journey was far away, and he felt that he couldn't bear any harm to Murong Qing.

So Pei Mo asked Liu Shen to bring all the nuns who had done rough work in the general's mansion into the palace, and no one dared to stop him.

When it was getting dark and the palace gate was about to close, Pei Mo was reluctant to leave.

The side halls of the Huichun Palace are all from the General's Mansion except for the two rough envoys.

Xu Shi had seen how powerful Pei Mo was during the day, and the imperial concubine never came to see Murong Qing again until nightfall.

After blowing out the candle, Murong Qing fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, she was awakened by a rustling sound. At first she thought it was a mouse, but after realizing how there were mice in the palace, she was so frightened that she lost sleepiness.

"who is it!"

Murong Qing hugged the quilt and asked loudly.

But in fact, her heart was almost jumping in her throat, and the surroundings were pitch black. Just after she finished shouting, the rustling sound disappeared.

Murong Qing did not dare to relax his vigilance, after all this is the imperial palace, not the general's mansion.

She held her breath and listened carefully to the movement outside the gauze tent, and after a while she shouted again, "Ping'er, hold the lamp!"

There is still no movement, isn't Ping'er just sleeping on the couch?How could he not hear her voice.

She panicked, and shouted again, "Ping'er, hold the lamp!"

But still no one responded.

Is it haunted?
She heard that many women died in the palace, and the deaths were unknown. As time passed, the grievances accumulated in the harem became more and more serious, and sometimes some eminent monks were invited into the palace to perform rituals to save the dead.

The more Murong Qing thought about it, the more frightened he became. Mingming Ping'er was so close to him, how could he not hear him calling her.

She hugged the quilt tighter and tighter, and she blamed Concubine Rong in her heart, she must have deliberately arranged herself to come to this side hall.

Soon her eyes adapted to the darkness, but there was no sound in the wing room.

She watched carefully, and suddenly felt a figure was about to move outside the gauze tent.

Too bad, someone is pretending to be a ghost!

That's the way it is, otherwise how could Ping'er sleep so dead!
After realizing that it was a human being, Murong Qing was no longer so scared, gritted his teeth and reached under the pillow, took out the gold hairpin hidden there, forced himself to calm down, and then moved to the corner of the bed with another pillow in his arms.

Seeing that black shadow getting closer and closer, Murong Qing's heart beat faster and faster, she held her breath and held the golden hairpin tightly.

She wants to see who is pretending to scare her!

One hand slowly lifted the gauze curtain, and the black shadow slowly approached the bed, just as the black shadow stabbed into the bed that was made up with a dagger, Murong Qing moved.

She held the long golden hairpin and stabbed it fiercely on Heiying's back, only to see the man scream "Ah--".

Heiying quickly counterattacked, picked up the candlestick by the bed and threw it at Murong Qing, missed, but smashed open the window, and the bright moonlight entered the room, illuminating Heiying's familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Murong Qing was surprised, "You are Liu Qing? What's wrong with your face..."

I saw a hideous scar on Liu Qing's originally beautiful face, from the corner of the left eye to the corner of the mouth on the right, the ugly scar almost occupied the entire face.

"It's not all because of you bitch, Murong Qing, it's all because of you that I became like this!"

Liu Qing's face became even more ferocious, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a ghost crawling out of hell.

I saw Liu Qing holding a dagger instead, with a gloomy light in his eyes, "Murong Qing, die! No one will come to save you!"

Murong Qing was forced to the corner, and there was no way to retreat.

The gleaming dagger was about to fall.

(End of this chapter)