Chapter 1006

Su Jingmo is like a sparrow that just wants to return to its nest, his heart has already flown out, as for other things, he has already thrown them all somewhere.

Naturally, he didn't notice the uneasiness in the eyes of the mung bean-sized white mouse that was lying on his shoulder at this moment.

The carriage was driving smoothly on the official road, everything was calm and there was nothing unusual. These palace people also looked humble and humble, and there was nothing wrong with it, everything looked so natural.

Qingyan's slightly frowned eyebrows gradually relaxed.

Maybe he was too cautious?

"Squeak... squeak... squeak..."

Halfway through the carriage, the little white mouse lying on Su Jingmo suddenly became restless for some reason.

The little white mouse started making noises back and forth on Su Jingmo's body. Seeing no reaction from the two of them, it quickly jumped off Su Jingmo's shoulder, landed on the carriage, and circled anxiously in front of the two of them.

Su Jingmo scratched his head and looked at the little white mouse in front of him very puzzled.

Qingyan also looked at it, but soon he thought of something, frowned, and stretched out his hand to pull Su Jingmo to jump off the carriage.

But when his hand was halfway out, two small holes suddenly appeared on the wall of the car near the place where the two were sitting, and then two long dark red ropes flew out of the small holes, quickly pulling the two together. They were so tightly entangled that both of them couldn't move.

Qingyan struggled for a while, trying to stretch the long rope, and in an instant bursts of electric current rushed into Qingyan's body from the dark red long rope, causing Qingyan's body to immediately feel a burst of severe pain like being struck by lightning.

Qingyan realized instantly that what was entangled with him was not an ordinary rope, but an ink rope stained with cinnabar and rooster blood that was specially used to deal with him.

Cinnabar and rooster blood are useless to ordinary people, but they are deadly to Qingyan, a semi-spiritual body. If it weren't for the protection of part of the spiritual power that Ming Ye gave last time in his body, he still doesn't know What will happen?

But even so, although his life is safe for the time being, he is not much better at this time, and his whole body is in unbearable pain like lying on a steel needle.

Su Jingmo looked at Qingyan who was in extreme pain at this time and wanted to go over to help, but unfortunately, he is not the nighttime him now, and he has more energy than energy, so he can only guard Qingyan there in a daze.

At some point, the little white mouse who was with the two just now disappeared, and the carriage has now changed its course and is heading outside Bianjing city.

On the long street with people coming and going, no one noticed that a little white mouse was rushing towards the direction of Yiwang Mansion.

The snow-white fur on its body looked dirty because it was covered with too much dust, and its eyes showed worry and eagerness. It was so flustered that it didn't know how many times it was kicked unintentionally by people before it stumbled back to the Yi Palace. In that small courtyard.

Su Jingye tossed all night and danced all morning because of drug problems. At this time, she was already exhausted and collapsed on the bed to rest, while Xiao Ai loyally guarded her master and stood aside.

Su Jingye was sleeping soundly, but the little white mouse suddenly came in from somewhere, and quickly rushed to Su Jingye's body, so fast that even Xiao Ai, who was guarding the side, had no time to stop him.

"Squeak...cheep...cheep..."

The little white mouse jumped onto Su Jingye's body and jumped up like crazy on it. Su Jingye only felt a tightness in his chest before he woke up.

(End of this chapter)

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