Concubine's Pond

Prince Regent's Mansion, in the courtyard outside Huangfu Ye's study.

The silvery moonlight poured over the ground like water, and the handsome and dignified Huangfu Ye lazily lay on the side of the beauty, his long eyelashes closed quietly, as if he was asleep.

Qingling stood respectfully behind him, with a pair of sharp eyes, staring lightly at the beast stove in front of Huangfu Ye, where the cigarette smoke was curling up - that was the look of waiting for someone to appear

However, although the moonlight is good, the night wind is extremely bitter. Although it is already April, the temperature in the capital city at night is always warm and cold, and the night wind is so cold that it hurts people's skin.

Qingling withdrew her gaze, frowned slightly, glanced around in a blink of an eye, then glanced at Huangfu Ye who seemed to be in a deep sleep, thought for a while, turned around, and was about to go into the inner room of the study to take out a thin blanket.

Anyway, the people haven't arrived yet, His Highness has been very busy with government affairs recently, so let His Highness sleep for a while, just be careful not to catch a cold...

It wasn't long before Qingling's footsteps were lifted, and the thoughts in his mind had just opened up. With his keen eyes and ears, he heard a slight sound of breaking through the air behind him, and his eyes suddenly changed - there was a murderous look!

In an instant, Qingling's laziness disappeared, replaced by a burst of chill!

The figure turned around at an incredible speed, his hand was already on the saber at his waist, and he pulled it out with a bang, the bright sword reflected a dazzling icy silver light instantly under the moonlight!

In the watery moonlight, three cold lights rushed towards Huangfu Ye like shooting stars passing by the sky!

Qing Ling's face was cold, and the saber in his hand was like a white sword slashing out - Dang, Dang, Dang...!

A burst of crisp and sharp metal impact pierced the silence of the night sky, adding a bit of danger out of thin air to this supposedly beautiful moonlit night.

The strange thing is that even such a big commotion did not make Huangfu Ye react. It was as if he had been drugged, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The frosty man fell into the courtyard coldly, obviously not feeling any inappropriateness or disrespect for his attack.

A stern cold light flashed in his eyes, Qing Ling pursed his lips and put the sword back into its sheath, and gently bowed to the man to salute: "Young Master Ming."

Although he was very annoyed at the man's salute like this, the identity and special status of the man in front of him was not something he Qingling could blame.

Ming Ruojing glanced at him coldly, didn't make a sound, just walked straight to the clean stone table in front of Huangfu Ye and sat down, picked up the white jade jug and poured himself a glass fine wine.

Drink by yourself.

Huangfu Ye seemed to be still ignorant, quietly closing his long eyelashes.

Your Highness... Qingling opened her mouth to shout, but in the end she didn't do anything, and quietly stood behind Huangfu Ye with lowered brows and closed eyes.

An eerie silence pervades the watery moonlight.

But when the jug of wine was about to run out, Ming Ruojing's frosty handsome face finally showed a new wave of sarcasm.

But such an expression is colder and more palpitating than Bingshuang—"Ye, the appointed time has come, how long are you going to delay?" Ming Ruojing said coldly, everything revealed between the lines murderous look.

Huangfu Ye's long eyelashes, which were quietly closed like a butterfly, finally moved.

The astonishing peerless pupils opened lazily, pure as snow but also as dark and unpredictable as a dark night, a faint cold light flashed past.

"It's been a long night, brother, why worry? When did I go back on what I promised?" With a lazy smile, Huangfu Ye's expression was as calm as jade, and he couldn't see any emotions. It feels unpredictable and dangerous.

Just like a beast king lurking in the dark night, he may show his sharp claws and fangs anytime and anywhere.

"I brought the things." Ming Ruojing looked at him deeply for a while with cold eyes, and a mocking smile with a meaningful meaning on his thin lips, and gently put a thin white porcelain bottle On a stone table.

In the night wind, the red silk wrapped on the cork on the top of the porcelain bottle swayed slightly, the color was like blood, making Huangfu Ye's beautiful pupils shrink imperceptibly.

But on his face, there was still that kind of extremely indifferent, unpredictable and gentle smile that made it impossible to fathom his true emotions.

"Qing Ling, bring the person in." He slowly sat up straight, leaned slightly, and picked up the porcelain bottle casually with his perfect, slender and white fingers that were obsessively white.

A thorn-like cold light flashed in Qingling's eyes, he glanced at Ming Ruojing coldly, turned around without saying a word, and returned after a while, behind him, there was a figure about 56 years old A delicate girl dressed as Wei.

"Your Highness." The delicate girl calmly and expressionlessly performed the most solemn etiquette of respecting Huangfu Ye, and then quietly stood aside.Ming Ruojing glanced at her in surprise, but showed no other emotions.

Huangfu Ye's indifferent eyes streamed across her face, and he gently pulled out the glaring red silk cork, and a faint strange fragrance wafted out immediately, like orchids and musk deer.

A trace of imperceptible coldness and resentment flashed in his eyes, Huangfu Ye took a clean wine glass, and gently poured out a drop of the liquid in the bottle--under the moonlight, the drop of water was light blue all over, with a fragrant fragrance, Under the moonlight, a faint layer of colorful brilliance appeared on the surface.

"It's indeed the real thing." Huangfu Ye raised his thin lips, and the curvature of the corners of his lips made people shudder, "How to use it?"

"Seven drops..." Ming Ruojing spat out two words between his cold thin lips, drank the last liquor in the cup, and stared at Huangfu Ye as if watching a play.He wants to see what kind of tricks Huangfu Ye wants to play...

Huangfu Ye immediately poured another six drops of this liquid into the wine glass, then took the wine pot, filled half a glass of wine, and shook it gently...

"Drink it." He ordered lightly to the delicate girl standing beside him!

He wants to use her to test the medicine, so as to prevent the poppies from being tampered with! ! !