The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 48 Murder in the Night

In the stillness of the night, in the misty black veil, a long figure looms. The man is sitting at the table, holding a pen in his hand, on the rice paper, wandering around, drawing something. There is also a faint light in the room. The fragrance of ink.

Suddenly, there was another figure in the room. The figure was wearing a black robe and a mask with blue fangs on his head.

Zhi Jiu came directly to the table, "Master, don't you want to go and have a look?"

"..." The only answer was his own breathing.

"Master, I heard that Luo Wuyou is about to die, so you really don't want to take a look?"

"..."

"Even the imperial doctor with the best medical skills in the imperial hospital can't cure him. Hey, it seems that this young man is doomed this time. Of course, if someone is willing to help him, then it may not be certain."

Zhijiu said another sentence without giving up, especially emphasizing the three words "deadly".

Shangguan Mingyue seemed to have never heard of it, and without even raising her head, she drew lines one after another on the rice paper while waving her wrist.

Zhi Jiu's eyes were a little clouded, it's possible that he guessed wrong.

The master has no other thoughts about that young man, no, that young girl?
But, no, after following his master for more than 20 years, it was the first time he saw a woman who could get within three meters of his master without being slapped to death by his master's palm.

Although she was slapped flying by a palm, but it was also because she vomited all over her master!

Therefore, he still felt that the master treated this girl differently.

The eyes under Zhijiu's mask stared at his oblivious master without blinking, feeling a little frustrated, could it be that he guessed wrong, or else, why was the master reluctant to give him a look?
Just when he thought that the man would not answer and was about to turn around and leave, the man suddenly said, "Do you care about her?"

As he spoke, he raised his arm slightly and made a beautiful movement of closing the pen, and the long hair automatically flew back to the valuable pen holder on the table.

"Aren't I caring for the master?" Zhi Jiu said with great interest: "Didn't the master let the subordinates arrange people to monitor? The subordinates thought, since the master attaches so much importance to the girl, what happened to the girl Well, the master may be worried about her, master, do you want to go and see, maybe, if you go late, you may not even see the girl for the last time."

Please, he cares about Mao, that girl is not his, isn't he worried about his master?Although, he did have a little bit of selfishness, after all, if such a brave girl really died like this.

Isn't that such a pity?

Moreover, he is still looking forward to watching the master's good show. Before the good play is seen, the actor will die. How can it work? ?

Shangguan Mingyue finally raised her head, but what she said was cold and ruthless: "Whether she will die or not, what's the matter with this landlord?"

"Master, don't you want to know why that girl knows the name Han Zhuo? Don't you want to know why she can break the formation of our Mingyue Tower?"

Zhi Jiudao: "According to the master's request, this subordinate collected all the information about her from childhood to adulthood, but they couldn't find out how that Luo Wuyou knew about Han Zuoshi, and how did he know how to crack Nine Ranks?" The formation of the star formation."

"According to the data, she grew up in the prime minister's mansion. Although her life was not good, she was not worried about food and clothing. Although she was always bullied from time to time, she grew up safely until she was 11 years old. She has a paranoid and weird personality. A little cowardly, she seldom goes out of the prime minister's house. In the past 11 years, the number of times she has gone out of the house is countless. Even if she leaves the house, she will go to her grandfather's house at most. Gu Tingzhi, the official censor."

"The maid she has the most contact with is the old lady who is a standard boudoir daughter. Master, you said that such a girl who is not as good as a girl, where does she have the guts to dare to break into our Mingyue Tower? You don't think it's strange ?"

Zhijiu looked at Shangguan Mingyue with burning eyes, it was so strange, really so strange, the more he talked, the more strange he felt, and even his own curiosity was aroused.

But, why, his master still looks neither salty nor tasteless!

Hey, it's no wonder the master is so old, and he doesn't even have a caring person around him. With his cold appearance, I really don't know which girl can stand him!

"I want to know why she knows Han Zhuo's name. When Han Zhuo comes back, I can find out as soon as I ask. I want to know where she got the courage. There is a saying in this world, that is, women do not let their eyebrows go. In history, people who understand the Five Elements Art It's not like there are no women with the same skills, is it?"

Zhi Jiu hesitated, and shouted: "Can it be the same? Can this little girl compare with that one? The one more than a hundred years ago was a legendary woman who was famous in the Three Kingdoms. There is no comparison between the two." Bar?"

"There is no comparison, and you are still so curious?"

Shangguan Mingyue glanced at him coldly and said, "Instead of worrying about her, you should worry about yourself. Do you know what the toughest thing in this world is?"

"What is it?" Zhi Jiu scratched his head, this question is so profound.

The man's slender five fingers brushed across the table, gently picked up the rice paper, and his eyes lightly brushed the rice paper, the endless grass that stretched to the sky.

A cold voice resounded faintly: "The toughest thing in this world is the vitality stronger than weeds, and..."

"What else?" Zhi Jiu asked.

After waiting for a long time, Shangguan Mingyue's voice never sounded again.

Knowing that the master will not answer any more, Zhi Jiu pulled his head and retreated.

The man was left alone, standing by the window, staring at a certain direction in the dark sky, after a long time, he suddenly turned back to the desk in the room, opened an inconspicuous box on the desk, took out the contents, and quietly Staring quietly, his eyes are a little far away.

what else?
Also, it's the hatred that even the flames can't burn!

Luo Wuyou, as Zhi Jiu said, where does your hatred come from?Where does your despair come from?Why do you do this?

Are you really going to die?
Why, I always feel that it is not so real.

If you die, will your destiny not change?

A wisp of sarcasm suddenly floated in his heart, or, he should really go and see...

Under the blood-colored mask, Shangguan Mingyue's deep eyes flashed a gleam of light, she flicked her sleeves, and she disappeared in place.

……

In Wuyou Pavilion, a whole day has passed, but Luo Wuyou's high fever still hasn't subsided. Hongjin has been icing her with cold water, and forced the medicine down.But the fever doesn't go away, it just doesn't go away.

Since Gu Ruolan woke up, she has been standing by the bedside, holding Luo Wuyou's hand, in a daze, crying, and refused to listen to her persuasion. Mama Lin and the others had no choice but to find a way to let Gu Ruolan fall asleep in the end.

The night is getting darker.A gust of wind blew by, and there were two bang bangs in the room.

Hongjin and Tangyuan, who were changing the handkerchief for Luo Wuyou, collapsed limply.

A figure appeared like a ghost in the wing room, beside Luo Wuyou's bed. In the darkness, the man's eyes were shining, looking faintly at the girl lying on the bed.

After a long time, he reached into his arms and took out something from the skirt of his clothes. With a clang, a icy silver light flashed across, and the sharp dagger rested on the girl's snow-white neck.

As long as he made such a light stroke, the cold blade would cut the girl's throat, and she would die in a coma, unconsciously, bit by bit.

As long as he rowed down, everything would be over, and no one could threaten him again.

The girl on the bed was still lying quietly, her eyelids were tightly closed, she didn't even blink her eyelashes, she was still falling into the deepest sleep, she didn't even know that at this moment, she was facing a critical moment of life and death.

However, after a long time, the man did not make any further moves.

In the darkness, a trace of struggle flashed in his long and narrow eyes.

Finally he removed the dagger and put it away again.

The probe put his hand into his bosom, but there was something extra in his hand. He gently pinched and patted the girl's chin with his big palm, and the thing between his fingers slid down the girl's throat.

The whole action is completed in an instant.

"I hope that my decision today will not be wrong!"

After the man finished speaking, his figure flickered and flew out of the window. Perhaps, he was too good at lightness kung fu and walked too fast, but he didn't see him. Just after his figure disappeared, the person on the bed who had kept his eyelids closed , actually suddenly opened his eyes.

With a slight roll of the tip of her tongue, the food fed by the man rolled down into her palm.

Qingxin Pill?
The pretty Qiong nose moved to the palm of his hand and gently lured her, Luo Wuyou's expression flickered slightly, unexpectedly, the Liu family had such a good thing, and Liu Suifeng was willing to use this thing to save him?
He must have taken the wrong medicine.

"You're not afraid, he just really killed you?"

The quiet voice rang in his ears, Luo Wuyou raised his head, and as expected, he saw the blood-red mask and the man's snow-white robe.

"It seems that every time I see Lord Shangguan, I always wear the same dress." The same mask, the same long hair, the same robe, and even the dark patterns on the robe and the flowers on the hem of the robe are exactly the same.

Of course, it is equally indifferent and profound!
Luo Wuyou's eyes twitched lightly, and she answered irrelevant questions. This man actually broke into her boudoir again. Due to the effect of the medicine, his face was still a little red and hot, but he couldn't tell it at all in the night.

Because the injury was on her hip, she had been lying on her stomach all this time, and her body was a little stiff after staying in the same position for too long, so when she woke up at this moment, she moved her body and became lying on her side.

The moonlight was falling softly, the girl supported her head by her wrists, and her black hair was smoothly scattered on the brocade quilt. The wide sleeves were cut off, revealing half of her snow-white and slender lotus root arms.

Such a posture should be charming and seductive, but when a girl does it, it gives people a cold and noble feeling.

Shangguan Mingyue looked at her, and after a long time, she disappeared into the night without saying anything.

Luo Wuyou let out a sigh of relief, only now did she feel a burning pain behind her, but that pain was already negligible for her who had already experienced ten years of inhuman torture.

"Miss, you're finally awake." Hong Jin rubbed her eyes and stood up from the floor. Her face and voice were full of surprise, but she was crying a little bit, and the tears flowed down her cheeks. Cheeks flowed down: "Miss, you scared the servant to death, and the servant thought that the miss is really, really..."

"Think I'm really going to die?"

"Bah bah bah, Tongyan Wuji, Tongyan Wuji, what is not dead, the lady will not die, the servants believe in the lady, the lady will live a long life, and the rest of the life will be safe, the lady must not talk nonsense. "

Hong Jin looked angry. When the young lady came to visit her, she had told her implicitly that she would be fine, no matter what happened, she would be fine.

Now it is proved that her young lady did not lie to her, she said that she will be safe, so now, she really woke up safely.

However, seeing the young lady dying, she was still, really terrified.

(End of this chapter)