Royal daughter-in-law

Chapter 112 Pretend to be a vixen (4)
Yun Wanqin was held hostage, and went around to the side alley, the man let go of his hand and took two steps back.

Yun Wanqin's waist softened, she woke up, she gave him a hard look, she didn't have time to talk to him, turned around and was about to enter the Wancai Theater again, but her arm was pulled again, and she didn't let go: "You are crazy, You know it's dangerous, but you still want to go up?"

This time the strength is much stronger than before, and it is difficult to break free. Yun Wanqin blames that she just missed the good time. Seeing that he has something to do with this matter, she was too shocked for a moment, and let him lead her away a few times. Come down, bend his elbow, and beat his lower abdomen hard: "Let go!"

The distance is too close, there is no way to hide, he is in pain, but still has no intention of letting go: "Why are you with the prince?"

"Let go of me!" Thinking of her cousin and Miao Er still upstairs, Yun Wanqin was burning with anxiety.

He simply pulled her over and put his chin against her hair: "You are like me. You don't have a mother. Having a father means having no father. What do the people upstairs have to do with you? Go up and hug them." Die together? Don't say that you are trying to save your stepmother."

It was him, indeed it was him!It was he who wanted to harm the prince.

Not unusual!He has already attacked King Wei, so how could he let the crown prince go!If it is said that the King of Wei violated the law and ruled indiscriminately, it is his own fault to be caught by him, but the prince upstairs - he is really too cruel!

schemer.

Yun Wanqin's voice turned cold: "It was you who planted the explosives on the second floor of the theater building, and you were the one who wanted to kill the prince, right?"

He lowered his jaw, and the familiar fragrance of jasmine in the woman's hair inhaled into his nostrils. The last time he held her like this was in the quiet and remote Gaojia Village, where the night was rainy and the mountains were deep, and time seemed to stand still, even though he was half drunk and half awake. Zhong got close to her, which made her angry, but it was more like embarrassment, not such a tense situation.

He didn't like the way of getting along with her very much, especially - why was there an extra prince inserted in the middle.

How did she know the prince? Could it be that Xu Muzhen recommended him?Why does she seem to be worried about the prince again.

This made Xiahou Shiting very unhappy.

But he still kept his voice as calm as possible: "I say no, believe it or not."

"Nonsense, a lie." No matter how she believed it, it would be a ghost to believe him.

"Really not." He couldn't help but raised two fingers, and put them down quickly. Fortunately, she didn't see it, how embarrassing.

The hot breath of the man spit on the back of her bare neck, she tried hard to shrink her body, the two bodies seemed to have a natural perfect fit, the more she avoided, it would only make the healthy body behind her more uncomfortable hold on tight.

Really - isn't he?Then why did he appear here, still sneaky, obviously knew that there was a problem upstairs.

But I don't know why, these words only slandered in my stomach, but Yun Wanqin couldn't spit it out, she actually leaned towards him, if he did it, wouldn't he dare to admit it, why lie.

But if it's not him, who else.

And how could he be on the spot, and how did he know that something was wrong upstairs?
At this moment, there was a loud bang from Wancai Theater, accompanied by the screams of guests and passers-by, and the sound of rapid footsteps.

With a tight heart, she pushed him away violently.

Now that it exploded, it meant that the theater building was safe. Xiahou Shiting opened his arms, like letting go of a rabbit that couldn't bear the shackles, and let her run over.

In the hall on the first floor of Wancai Theater Building.

Many fanciers came out one after another while looking back and discussing. The theater boy was taking care of the door, arranging for the guests to leave first.

Jing Zhaoyin's yamen servants had already arrived quickly, blocked the front door, and were going in and out to check and search for suspicious people and things.

There were no injured people, and it seemed that the individual passengers on the first floor were just frightened.

When I looked up, there was a small window open on the second floor facing the street, and a puff of white smoke was coming out of it, mixed with firelight.

Yun Wanqin's heart was pounding, and she took a few steps up the stairs.The boy in the theatre, with a wet towel on his back, stopped him in a hurry, coughed and said, "Girl, the place is closed, can't you see, there's a fire upstairs..."

"Where are the guests on the second floor?"

The boy, Xu, also just came down from the second floor. He was coughing and wheezing. He covered himself with a wet towel twice before he got better: "The guests on the second floor came down long before the fire started—ahem—fortunately they came down early. It’s fine downstairs, but it’s hard to say upstairs—”

Heaving a sigh of relief, Yun Wanqin glanced around and saw that Bai Xuehui was tremblingly getting into the carriage, Aunt Fang was hugging Yun Wantong who had just removed the fox makeup, still in shock and terrified.

Only Fourth Aunt Huang, mother and son were the most heartless. As soon as they got downstairs, they heard explosions and flames from upstairs. Although they were shocked, they were inexplicably excited. The three mothers were whispering whether it was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.

But he did not see the prince and his party.

"Big girl—" Miao Er rushed forward, "Where did you go, you scared the slaves to death!"

Hearing Miaoer's shout, Bai Xuehui opened the curtain of the carriage, and when she saw that Yun Wanqin was fine, she drooped her eyebrows and scolded the driver: "Go back soon!"

Yun Wanqin and Miao'er got into the car first, and pulled down the curtain for a moment.

As if there was some feeling behind her, she looked back and saw that he was standing at the corner of the alley just now, showing half of his profile, with a slightly lonely outline, and a tall and straight nose with a smooth and beautiful curve. Has a slightly fine sheen.

Between Qinglang's eyebrows, it seemed that he was still a little unhappy.

On the carriage back home, Huang's mother and son were traveling together. Yun Wanqin and Miao'er didn't have much to say, but seeing that the Yun family's female relatives had come down early, the prince and cousin must be fine, otherwise they just went to Wancai Opera At the gate of the building, I am afraid that the pot has already been fried.

Once back to the mansion, everyone went back to their respective courtyards.

The maidservants were all surprised when they learned what happened outside the house today. Although the female relatives were lucky and not injured at all, they were also quite frightened. They hurriedly boiled hot water for their masters, took a bath and served tea to calm their emotions.Mo Kailai also sent someone to the Ministry of War to inform the master.

Needless to say, Mrs. Tong, who would have expected that the women in the family would rarely go out for a trip, and encountered such a disaster. Although it was not a serious problem, it was horrific. The old man, after all, is timid and a little scared: "This city is really unpredictable, no matter how good a theater can catch fire and explode, what if something happens to the two little ones?" Son, how can my old woman explain to the boss when I go back to Taizhou, come on, you guys, don’t go out again from now on, and don’t run around in any fun place, this capital city is naturally at odds with our country people’s popularity!”

Fourth Aunt Huang took the opportunity to file a complaint and said angrily, "Mother, even if there was no such accident today, the children and I would not dare to go out."

(End of this chapter)