Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 300 Identity
In an unremarkable tea house in the middle of Beijing, Mo Ya held the tea in one hand and savored it carefully, while stroking the long sword on the table with the other.

His brows and eyes are arrogant, like a swordsman who kills without blood.

The autumn wind passed by, and in the blink of an eye, there was a black-robed figure in the elegant room.

The doors and windows in the room were tightly closed, and the scene inside was beating and cursing, and people outside couldn't even take a look.

"Who the hell are you?" The bone servant drew out his long Yanling knife and pressed it against Mo Ya's neck, seeing that the man was still motionless, he couldn't help but admire him.

The saber air broke a few strands of hair around Mo Ya's ears, but he calmly took out a clean teacup from the hollow plate, raised his hand and filled the empty teacup with tea soup, "This is a unique feature of Jinqi. It’s hard to find one or two pieces of nectar from the top of the mountain. Since you can find me, I think today is about business, not about life and death!”

Mengding Ganlu is one of the most valuable teas in Jinqi, and people in Dongying don't know much about this tea.

"How do you know Mengding Ganlu?" Yan Ling's long saber approached three points again.

The bone servant looked like something was about to break out of the ground, he was eager to know the answer, but he was afraid that he would be disappointed if he knew it.

Mo Ya stretched out two fingers and pushed the blade on the neck away, "Your cold poison is half cured, but before you fully understand the remaining poison, it's better not to fight with others, or you may go crazy again!"

After that, he reached out his hand and took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, "The Qingxin Sanxiang I gave you last time is almost finished."

The bone servant glanced coldly at the porcelain bottle in Mo Ya's hand, and he asked in a dumb voice, "What exactly do you want me to do?"

This kid in black gave him great benefits, but didn't he want to take him under the command of the Ninth Prince as an internal response?
Mo Ya didn't directly answer the bone servant's question, but instead asked abruptly, "I heard that His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince also tried his best to find Qingxin powder a few days ago."

The bone servant frowned.

Why didn't he know about Master looking for Qingxin San?Could it be that he also knows that his cold poison has penetrated into his lungs, and he wants to find Qingxin powder to get rid of the cold poison for him?
This is a good thing, why deliberately hide it from yourself?

"A few days ago, it seems that I have found it." Mo Ya raised his eyes to look at the bone servant, "Why, the Fourth Highness didn't give it to you?"

The bone servant's expression became more and more cold, he inserted the Yanling knife into the scabbard, lifted his robe and sat on the opposite head of Mo Ya.

"Since the Ninth Prince let that woman discover our Jin Qixi base, he must also know that His Royal Highness has treason!"

"good."

"You uncovered the stronghold but didn't catch it dirty. Instead, you sat here alone drinking tea and enjoying the scenery. Did you deliberately lure me here?"

"Exactly."

The bone servant Jie Jie laughed, "Interesting and interesting. Your highness played this chess game clearly. Since you know that your fourth highness has treasoned, why don't you take advantage of someone leading the way for you today and dispatch the guards of the city defense battalion to take us down in one fell swoop." ?”

Mo Ya drank his tea by himself, "Your Highness's mind is beyond my guess."

"Then why did he ask you to come to the old man?"

"Peace!"

"Seeking peace? Now that the two countries are on good terms, and there is no frontier war, why bother to ask for peace?"

Mo Ya didn't say a word, just raised his eyes and stared at the opponent calmly.

He looked calm, but he seemed to be able to perceive everything.

The bone servant narrowed his eyes, "Among us, someone has already betrayed?"

Mo Ya, "No! It's just that my Highness has counted it."

Got it?
The bone servant was horrified, only feeling the coldness penetrating into his bones.

Their plan has not been fully planned yet, but the Ninth Prince has already figured out what they will do next?
Fighting against such an enemy is the most frightening, and if you are not careful, you will be pinched by someone's lifeblood, just like a snake pinching seven inches!

"In this way, I'm afraid that even the real identity of His Royal Highness has been guessed?" The bone servant tightly held the long knife in his hand, the shame of being seen through everything made him feel uneasy.

Mo Ya raised his hand to pour tea for himself, and his leisurely attitude seemed to be admiring the flowers and chatting with the person opposite, "It's not just the identity of the Fourth Highness, but also the identity of Master Gu."

The palm of the bone servant holding the Yanling knife tightened more and more, and a lot of cold sweat broke out in his palm.

The Ninth Highness knew his master's ambitions, but he just let him go for so many years without making a move. Did he not have too much confidence in himself, or was he planning to catch all the fish in the muddy water in central Beijing?
Up to now, the bone servant obviously thinks it will be the latter.

He chuckled hoarsely, "Knowing my identity but not arresting me, I think this old man is of some use to His Royal Highness Ninth Prince!"

"You are not useful to His Highness, but you are of great use to me."

The bone servant's laughter stopped abruptly, and his dim eyes were fixed on Mo Ya, to be precise, on Mo Ya's eyes.

It seems to be looking at it, more like looking at it.

"Like, really like."

Mo Ya didn't dodge his body, but let the bone servant watch intently.

The dark gold in the bottom of the eyes is ups and downs, more pure than De Yingqi's eyes, shining on the sun.

The bone servant looked at it for a while, with a sad expression on his face.

He trembled and said word by word, "The dust of the bright moon in Qingqiu returns to dust."

Mo Ya's hand stroking the sword trembled imperceptibly, he pursed his lips and said lightly, "A hundred bones will return to the land."

The bone servant looked at Mo Ya in disbelief, and traces of tenderness emerged from his vicissitudes of life.

"You are her son?"

Mo Ya lowered his eyes and suppressed a look of sadness, remained silent for a long time, and finally nodded in recognition.
At night, the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Ying Qi sat in an armchair, playing with a delicate porcelain vase in his hand.

He unplugged the cork of the porcelain bottle, and instantly, a burst of refreshing fragrance came out of the porcelain bottle.

"As expected of Qingxin Powder, the smell makes people feel at ease."

He bought this thing at a high price.

Now the bone servant is suffering from cold poison, when the poison becomes unbearable, I just need to take out this Qingxin powder and give it to him, and make up a storybook about how hard it is to find Qingxin powder to cover him, although I can Temporarily alleviating the cold poison for him can calm people's hearts even more.

When he returned to Jinqi, he still needed that old dog to fight his way out.When the dust settles and he returns to the world, this old dog will be useless.

As the saying goes: the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks.
Ying Qi smiled and put away the porcelain bottle in his hand.

As soon as the things were put in place, the door was pushed open.

A bone servant in a black robe walked in with a hunched body, "Your Highness."

Yingqi's expression froze slightly, "What's the matter?"

"Today, you asked the old slave to check the secret guards of the Ninth Prince's Mansion behind the daughter of the Wang family." The bone servant asked with a smile, "Did you forget?"

"Of course the hall has not forgotten. How did you investigate this matter?"

"No one followed."

Yingqi was surprised, "Why is there no one? But did you check carefully?"

The bone servant said respectfully, "I checked the umbrella shop in a radius of ten miles."

Ying Qi frowned, and Tao Hua's eyes were a little puzzled, "The old nine is probably playing tricks again! These days, you have kept a close eye on the Ninth Prince's Mansion, and you must not affect our important events in Zhongyuan!"

The bone servant nodded in agreement.

He was about to exit the door, but he sniffed lightly into the room, "This smell is very relaxing, what panacea did your Highness ask for?"

Ying Qi stared at the bone servant, and saw that his face was mostly comfortable and did not show any other expressions before letting go of his guard.

Fortunately, this old dog has never seen Qingxin San, let alone smelled it.
"This is just Shuxin Powder for refreshing. The taste is really unique, but it's not a panacea." Ying Qi smiled sarcastically.

Knowing that, he saluted Ying Qi lightly, and walked out the door.

The face under the black robe smiled eeriely.
(End of this chapter)