The emperor's first-class concubine

Chapter 330
"Father? What are you doing, Dad?"

Su Zimo froze for a moment, looked in horror at the person who was somewhat similar to himself, and raised his hand in the direction of Daoshan.

Su Zimo shook his head again and again, "No! I don't want to! I don't want to go there."

The "Baicao Sacred Hand" didn't make a sound, took a few steps forward, pulled Su Zimo who was struggling hard, and dragged her all the way to the bottom of the knife mountain. Then, he raised his hand and pointed to the mountain with a blank expression on his face. Stare at her.

Su Zimo scrambled and moved backwards, then turned around and wanted to run.

The "Sage Hand of Baicao" strode forward and grabbed Su Zimo's hair.

"Ah!" There was tearing pain from the scalp, Su Zimo's knees softened and he knelt down.

"Hundred Grass Sage" grabbed her arm again and threw her over the mountain of knives.

This time, Su Zimo was thrown directly at the foot of the mountain of knives, and a hole was poked out in his wrist by a knife stuck on the mountain.

Blood was flowing, and the wound was so painful that it was numb.

She turned her head and saw that her father was also holding a small knife in his hand.

Su Zimo looked at the man in front of him who was exactly like his father with tears in his eyes, and finally realized it. She broke down, "Aren't you my father?!"

"Hundred Grass Sage" laughed like a crow, and the knife in his hand gradually stretched towards Su Zimo's face.

That movement was very slow, purely to stimulate Su Zimo's fragile nerves.

When there was no way to hide and no way to retreat, Su Zimo finally screamed unbearably, and then climbed up the knife mountain with hands and feet.

As long as she was careful, she might not be seriously injured if she went up the knife mountain, but if she didn't go up, the result would be out of her control...

Su Zimo struggled to climb, in order to escape from the man at the foot of the knife mountain, the man with the same face as his father, that face was really more terrifying than the terrifying ghost!
From time to time, women's cries of pain can be heard on the mountain of knives, and the laughter of crows can be heard for a long time at the bottom of the mountain of knives.

Enduring the pain, Su Zimo only wanted to climb over the mountain as soon as possible, but she didn't know that the Knife Mountain, which looked like a small hill at most, was gradually getting bigger...

As much as she climbs, the mountain will grow. After all, when will it be tall?

Who knows?

Perhaps, we have to wait for dawn...

……

Beichen Pavilion.

When Mu Qianxue went back to her room to rest, midnight was past, the dim candlelight in the dormitory was flickering, and a tall and straight figure of a man was reflected in the window.

Pushing open the door and going in, I saw Mo Li standing by the bed drinking water.

Mo Li summoned Mu Qianxue.

Mu Qianxue walked over obediently, took the cup in his hand, took a sip and handed it back.

There was a joyful smile in Mo Li's eyes. When they met for the first time on the wedding night in the bridal chamber, he could remember very clearly how much this woman disliked the things he had drunk.

On the desk, there was still a pile of booklets, and the ink on the one spread out in the middle was not dry yet.

Mu Qianxue asked, "How long will it take to finish?"

Mo Li first took off the cloak on Mu Qianxue's body, and casually put it on the back of the chair, "It's still a while, you go to bed first." Then, he went back to the desk and sat down.

"I'll take a look at the sons first." Mu Qianxue nodded, and carefully tucked the quilts for the two children.

(End of this chapter)