After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 13 I Knew That A Boyfriend Like You Was Unreliable
The young man in front of him looked weak and slender, with delicate and harmless features, who would have thought that he would be such a vicious person.

"Yanjing Imperial City, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, do you think there is no one in this capital?" He said every word with great momentum, like a lion that has been dormant for a long time.

Yin Jiuqing slanted her red lips with an arrogant face.

"If there was someone, would I almost be killed on the bed?"

As soon as she said a word, she pulled back the soft whip wrapped around the man in black's neck. Because of the force, it rolled the man's head off.

With the movement of her retracting the whip, Nan Rong's white clothes were splashed with blood, and the head rolled to Nan Rong's feet, staring at a pair of eyes that could not rest in peace.

He lowered his head in disbelief, his lips trembling uncontrollably because of his anger.

But the culprit walked out in a leisurely manner, then climbed over the wall and disappeared into the vast night.

"Your Highness, what's the matter?" Ye Zhao and Ye Wu rushed over, seeing the messy room and the man in black, they knelt down abruptly, "Your Highness please punish me for being late."

He raised his head slowly, and tightly clenched the fist hanging by his side, but the expression on his face was calm without any waves.

"Go down and receive the punishment."

"Yes." Ye Zhao and Ye Wu didn't dare to stay, they turned and walked out.

"and many more."

When they were about to go out, Nan Rong's voice sounded slowly.

He lifted his feet and walked out, came to the study room, quickly drew a portrait of a person on the rice paper, and then threw it to the two of them, "In one day, even if you search all over the capital, you have to find him, and then... ...a corpse in ten thousand pieces!"

"Yes." Ye Zhao and Ye Wu took the portrait and strode out.

It can be seen that His Highness is really angry, otherwise, no matter how you say it, he will change the blood-stained clothes first and then come to the portrait.

……

"Search carefully, otherwise you will suffer." A cold voice suddenly sounded in the dark night, especially cold.

Hearing the sound of chasing footsteps behind him, Yin Jiuqing frowned tightly.

Now, she must not be able to return home, otherwise, there will be certain troubles, and she is too lazy to solve them.

Hearing the approaching footsteps behind her, she looked up at the high wall in front of her, a look of helplessness flashed in her eyes, and then she jumped in.

Yin Jiuqing had just settled down, when he raised his head, a cyan figure suddenly came into view.

The man sat quietly in the gazebo, separated by a small distance, he just looked at her lightly, his eyes were the same as before, without any emotion.

Yin Jiuqing blinked, then smiled, "You don't mind if I stroll around casually, do you?"

Gu Qingyu withdrew his gaze faintly, and his eyes fell on the book in his hand again. Then, his lips parted slightly, and he slowly uttered two words, "Missing."

"I knew that Young Master is not the kind of narrow-minded person. Since you don't mind, then I won't be polite." After speaking, she strode to the gazebo and sat down.

Gu Qingyu finally raised his head from the book, and his eyes settled on her coldly.

Yin Jiuqing clearly saw the killing intent in his eyes.

She couldn't help raising her eyebrows, she knew this man too well, he seemed gentle and harmless on the surface, but in fact...

She pulled her red lips lightly, and just about to say something, suddenly someone ran in from outside, "My lord, there are some people outside, it is said that they are from His Royal Highness's residence, looking for the murderer who assassinated His Highness."

The man spoke without squinting his eyes, and didn't look up at all, as if he didn't know Yin Jiuqing's existence.

Gu Qingyu nodded lightly, and the housekeeper walked out.

Yin Jiuqing was in a bad mood, "My lord, I'll hide for a while, don't say you've seen me."

Saying that, without waiting for Gu Qingyu to answer, she rushed into the next room with familiarity.

Staring at the door that was quickly closed, an indescribable coldness flashed in his eyes.

After a while, Ye Zhao rushed in with someone, "I'm bothering Xiang Gu, can I see a young man in white clothes? She is the murderer who assassinated my highness."

Gu Qingyu raised his eyes, and his meaningless and warm eyes swept across Ye Zhao. The moment he met his gaze, Ye Zhao immediately lowered his head, feeling a little flustered in his heart.

At this moment, his voice sounded coldly, "There."

Ye Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Xiang Gu."

Then, he rushed towards the wing room.

After a while, Ye Zhao looked at the empty wing room and the closed doors and windows, it really didn't look like anyone had come in.

They couldn't help but wonder, Gu Xiang, are you cheating them?

Facing Shang Yezhao's suspicious gaze, Gu Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously in the rhythm of anger.

Ye Zhao clasped his fists and led the people out before he got angry.

It wasn't until after they left that Gu Qingyu walked into this wing room. Inside, there was still a faint smell, which was from the young man, and it was a little familiar, as if he had smelled it before, but he couldn't remember it.

He walked towards the flower pot on the table, his eyes fell on the note on it, he reached out to pick it up, and saw a sentence written on it: I knew that a little boy like you was unreliable.

Gu Qingyu's eyes tightened, and he squeezed the note in his hand tightly, and then, a dangerous gloomyness slowly appeared on that elegant and handsome face.

(End of this chapter)