Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 563 The Pit is 110 Meters Deep and Kissed (2)
"Ah Jiu woke up?"

"Yeah." Mo Jiu exposed half of his face behind the curtain.

He stared at her pretty face, remained silent for a moment, and then took a step forward, blocking the curtain of the car completely, and completely isolated Mo Jiu from everyone's sight.

"I have something to enter the palace, you go back to the Privy Council and wait for me."

Privy Council?Mo Jiu's heart thumped wildly. Although he didn't know why he asked her to wait at his mansion, he knew that it was extremely dangerous for him to enter the palace this time.So, no matter what he said, she was willing to listen.

After saying "yes" lightly, she said, "I'll wait for you."

He raised his lips again, "Good boy."

The gentle voice made Mo Jiu's cheeks flush with embarrassment.

"Don't be so nasty! Go, I will be seen in the car in a while... Tsk tsk, uncle and sister-in-law, late-night private meeting, such a hot topic, will inevitably enrich the leisure time of the people of the capital."

Xiao Qian's eyes darkened slightly, he leaned over suddenly, his slightly callused hand suddenly raised her chin, stared at her, and lowered his head little by little.

"Xiao Liulang..." Mo Jiu whispered.

A kiss like a dragonfly touches water, quickly disappearing without a trace.In the eyes of people outside, he just bowed his head and said something to the people in the car.But the warmth that stopped at the corner of Mo Jiu's lips made her heart feel high.

How courageous is this man?

She looked at him in astonishment.

However, he pursed his lips, as if reminiscing the soft taste of those lips, raised his brows slightly, showing a charming and evil smile, turned his horse around, and with a "drive", he rushed to the city gate first.

"I'll go!" Mo Jiu stared at his back, and only then did he realize that Xiao Qian actually picked up a dead man's head to kiss her, and the dead man's head was for Xie Chen... Thinking about it this way, she felt chills all over her body, and hit her He shivered, "Xiao Liulang, you are really good!"

Xiao Qian's emotional intelligence was all fed to Wangcai, and he didn't pay attention to Mo Jiu's reaction at all. He rode on the horse with Xie Chen's head in his hand, and turned around to scold Song Ao who was in a daze.

"Enter the palace!"

"You're not stupid." Song Ao hummed, and followed, "Be more sincere in apologizing for a while, I think my father won't really embarrass you."

"The little prince is wrong." Xiao Qian's face was indifferent, and amidst the sound of hoofbeats, he said lightly: "I am not asking for sin, but for credit. Drive!"

"Drive! Xiao Changyuan—"

"Open the gate."

"Quick! Open the city gate."

A burst of chaotic noise passed, and the city gate returned to silence, but as Xiao Qian took Xie Chen's head to Lin'an City, disaster exploded.There were too many changes this night, and the common people were overwhelmed. They didn't know which one was real and which one was fake.

First they heard that the privy envoy Xiao Qian led troops to rebel and surrounded Lin'an city so that no bird could fly out.And Emperor Zhihua also issued an order in the middle of the night to urgently mobilize the troops directly under the Dianqian Division to guard the imperial city layer by layer. It seems that this battle is inevitable.The common people must suffer the most in such things as war. At this moment, every household is leaning against the door, listening to the movement outside, for fear of becoming a fish in the pond, but I heard that Xiao Qian killed Xie Chen himself, and took him His head will enter the palace to plead guilty to the emperor.

Where is this rebellion?
Where is there another battle here?

The common people settled down and opened the doors one after another to stand on both sides of the street, watching the bustle and talking non-stop.Xiao Qian stayed on the horse, ignoring the instructions of the people on both sides, and brought a few guards, and rushed all the way with Song Ao, galloping towards the imperial street.

In the middle of the imperial street near the gate of the inner city, a group of several people stood quietly.The long fox fur cloak in the middle was dragging on the horse's back, and a big hood almost covered most of his face, but his aura was intact.

(End of this chapter)