Evil king, give birth to a baby for my concubine

The main hall of the Wangfu is brightly lit and full of guests. All the officials above the third rank in Moyang City are here. How important it is for the prince to marry the concubine!

A figure walked lightly, blending into these people, "Where will Biqing and the others be taken? There should be the most maidservants here."

Mo Yunling looked around, there was a flow of people everywhere, Mo Yunling stepped back, and suddenly staggered, as if her body had hit something hard.

"Are you okay?" The voice was very casual.

Mo Yunling was startled, and cursed herself for being careless, she quickly stood up, brushed aside the man's hand trying to support her, stabilized her figure, lowered her head, and could vaguely see that this man was wearing a blue brocade suit.

"It's okay, thank you." Mo Yunling lowered his head and left.

Looking at the back of Mo Yunling leaving, the corner of Feng Lang's mouth curled into a smile, it was the first time I saw such a reckless servant girl.

In the back garden, there are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, rockery and flowing water, everything that one expects to find, this Prince Qi's Mansion is quite luxurious.Mo Yunling looked around at the scenery, but where would Biqing and Yunfei be?

With the sound of swords and swords, Mo Yunling opened his eyes and looked not far away, his expression moved slightly, and then he moved towards there lightly.

In the side courtyard, the wind and clouds are turbulent and the waves are treacherous. Feng Qi, who is dressed in a happy attire, stands with his hands behind his back, and behind him stands a neat hidden guard. Is there anything wrong with your Xuelian sect?"

On the opposite side, the woman in white was covered with a veil. She said coldly, "Feng Qi, you were lucky the last few times. Today, the leader personally came, and I will definitely take your head."

Feng Qi looked down, "I don't seem to have any enmity with the Snow Lotus Sect."

"Hate? Hmph, my leader just can't understand you, so why are you King Qi who is under one man and above ten thousand people." Leng Feiyan sneered.

"You think you can kill this king?" Feng Qi said coldly.

"Feng Qi, stop talking nonsense, let me teach you how powerful the Longxiang swordsmanship is." As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feiyan swung his long sword and stabbed Feng Qi.

"Keng..." There was an extra sword in Feng Qi's hand, which just blocked the blow, Feng Qi sneered, and with all his strength, Leng Feiyan was knocked back.

Leng Feiyan touched the ground with his toes, and attacked again, Feng Qi greeted him, sword lights were everywhere, figures intertwined, the sound of sword blades rubbing against each other was covered by the sound of ceremony and music outside.

Mo Yunling, who was hiding in the corner, looked nervously at the two people fighting in the air, black and white intertwined, in this brightly lit Prince Qi's mansion, it was very real.

Both of them have high martial arts skills, but Feng Qi is more than one step better than the woman in white. They both say that Feng Qi has both civil and military skills, it seems that martial arts is indeed well-deserved.

Looking at Feng Qi's figure in the sky, Mo Yunling's expression flashed a little complicated. The most direct way to find Biqing and Yun Fei right now is to ask Feng Qi, but with his current state, if he asked, I'm afraid things will be more complicated. Oops.

Suddenly a flute sound came, and the nine heavens and nine earths seemed to be in this wonderful flute sound, as clear and moist as water, soft and peaceful, as if whispering in the ear, making people intoxicated.

Mo Yunling woke up from contemplation, and when he looked up, the woman in white was completely suppressed by Feng Qi, but the two of them suddenly stopped and looked at the roof.Mo Yunling couldn't help but look over.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlit night is cold. On the eaves, a man in white clothes holds a jade flute in both hands and plays it quietly. His white clothes are turned over and his black hair is flying. His nimble fingertips are dancing on the jade flute. , Gu Pan was shining brightly, but those eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the night, Mo Yunling saw it clearly, that kind of indifference and alienation was suffocating.Mo Yunling opened his mouth, this person...