famous moon

Chapter 734: Kidnapped
Tian Jizi smiled and put the pills from the golden gourd into a small gourd and gave it to Huang Zhiyuan.

Huang Zhiyuan said, "What about the worse ones?"

"Those who have meritorious service will be rewarded when the time comes."

"understood."

Holding the gourd, the two left Tianshi Palace happily. The sky had already dimmed, the evening breeze was blowing, and the autumn moon was already cold.

A centuries-old sweet-scented osmanthus tree is planted in the imperial garden. This sweet-scented osmanthus tree does not grow very tall, but it will be full of sweet-scented osmanthus in autumn. The fragrance is so strong that the whole imperial garden can smell its fragrance .

The osmanthus blossoms are fragrant.

Lin Qinghe and Huang Zhiyuan were in a very good mood as they walked in the imperial garden. How did they know that in this quiet night, a conspiracy was brewing.

After the two walked away, there was a pair of shimmering eyes in the darkness, looking at their backs, and those eyes were fierce.

Tonight, Lin Qinghe lived in Fengling Palace. Her room was very quiet. When she opened the window, she could see a plum blossom. In the early morning, when the window was opened, a tree of fiery red plum blossoms came into view, like a fire in the severe winter.

Under the lights, Lin Qinghe played against Huang Zhiyuan, and they were able to win a game or two slightly.

"He'er, it's late at night, you should rest, and I should go too."

Huang Zhiyuan got up, under the light, his fair face had a faint smile, as beautiful as the world.

With a slight smile on the corner of Lin Qinghe's lips, she said: "Okay, you really should rest, and you have to go to bed early tomorrow."

Huang Zhiyuan said with a smile, "He'er, after tomorrow's morning court, Father will definitely summon you, so you should get up early."

"Well. I know."

"I'm leaving." Huang Zhiyuan said, walked out of the room, but couldn't help turning his head back, his eyes were as deep as water, he suddenly smiled playfully, his sword eyebrows slightly raised, and said: "Go to rest early."

Lin Qinghe walked to the door, smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to gently hook his chin, and said, "Good night."

"Good night……"

After Huang Zhiyuan walked away, she gently closed the door.

"Zheng!"

Something seemed to hit the door, Lin Qinghe was taken aback, turned around quickly, opened the door, and saw a dagger nailed to the door, that dagger shone even colder under the bleak moonlight.

Under the dagger, there is a note.

Lin Qinghe looked outside, found no sign of anyone, took off the dagger, and closed the door.

She removed the note on the dagger, and saw a blood-red skull painted on it.

Strange, how could anyone draw such a horrible thing?What's even more strange is, what is the purpose of this person?
This is the palace, heavily guarded, how did this person get in?
Or, is he a person in the palace?

Suddenly, Lin Qinghe fell to the ground without making a sound, and a man in black slipped in from the outside, lifted Lin Qinghe up, flew towards the outside, and disappeared into the vast night in a blink of an eye.

When Lin Qinghe woke up, she found herself tied to a copper pillar, which was two meters high and hollow in the middle, and her hands were locked by iron chains on the copper pillar. .

(End of this chapter)