Devil's Concubine

Chapter 50: Two Flowers Bloom (2)
Mo Ranchen is also looking forward to this scene, and even hopes that this day will come sooner!

It's five o'clock.

For most ordinary people in Mingyue City, it is the time when they are sleeping soundly.In the streets and alleys of Mingyue City, except for a few shadows that occasionally appeared from the corners of the street, there were no other people to be seen.

And those shadows, with hurried steps and quick movements, ordinary people can't detect them at all.

The sky in early spring was brighter earlier than usual. At five o'clock, a smear of fish-belly white appeared in the sky. Under the cover of layers of fog, the sky was not bright, and the fog was hazy.

In Prince Ning's mansion, the candlelight in the study room was lit all night. Behind the desk, Mo Ranchen looked down with a book (Governance Policy) in his hand. Not the slightest sign of fatigue.

It is a thick book (Governance Policy), perhaps because it has been read too many times. The light yellow cover is already oily and smooth, showing a dull dark black, and the content inside is even more circled. It is full of annotations in lower case at the end of the rope.

Undoubtedly, Mo Ranchen is a very patient and persevering person, and at the same time a very calm person. According to Mo Longhuang's once evaluation, it is - a tiger in his heart, and a rose in his heart.

But judging from Mo Ranchen's peaceful expression, it's not that he doesn't care about anything, he's waiting.

The sound of hurried footsteps gradually came. In the yard, Mo Fei stopped, took two deep breaths, then walked over gently, and knocked on the door lightly.

"Come in." Mo Ranchen raised his head and looked outside the door.

Mo Fei, dressed in black, opened the door and came in. After saluting respectfully, he said, "My lord, your subordinates are back."

"Is it clear?"

"It's been cleared up. There were two groups of people who showed up at Prince Ning's Mansion last night, a total of 20 people." The candlelight was dim, and Mo Ranchen's expression could not be seen clearly, but Mo Fei knew the reason why Mo Ranchen hadn't fallen asleep at this hour. Immediately replied respectfully.

"Two groups of people?" Frowning slightly, Mo Ranchen asked in a deep voice, "Who are they?"

"A group of them came from a small gang in Mingyue City called the Tiger Head Gang. There were seventeen people in total, and the other three were unknown, and they didn't have any identity marks on them." Mo Fei said nervously.

"Unidentified?" Mo Ranchen said in a low voice, and carefully closed the book in his hand, with an extremely quiet expression, so quiet that it made Mo Fei's heart shudder.

After a long time, a voice came: "What is your opinion?"

Mo Fei thought for a while and said, "I heard that some time ago, a group of unidentified people quietly appeared in Mingyue City. No one has ever known where their foothold is. Could it be related to those people?"

Mo Ranchen was thinking about the possibility of the matter, but without speaking, Mo Fei continued: "As for the Tiger Head Gang, their leader has already controlled it, and they are interrogating now, but depending on the situation, it seems that the leader of the Tiger Head Gang is I don’t know much about this matter, so I’m afraid I can’t ask more things.”

After saying this, Mo Fei also had a very headache. He knew how bad things happened last night. If one bad thing happened, it might cause the whole city of Mingyue City to shake.

Mo Ranchen still didn't speak. Seeing this, Mo Fei had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "According to my subordinate's guess, these two groups of people came here a little strangely, and the place where they appeared is also very strange..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Ranchen raising his hand: "Continue to investigate!"

"Yes!" Mo Fei bowed to accept the order, and naturally he could only swallow the following words.

"Go." Mo Ranchen gave another order. Mo Fei didn't dare to stay for a second, so he turned around and left. At the same time, Mo Fei knew it well, even though Mo Ranchen didn't mention anything about the Tiger Head Gang. Things, but this gang, there is no need for any existence.

At ten in the morning, the imperial garden of the harem.

In March of Yangchun, all kinds of flowers are in full bloom, far and near, pink and red stretching into a large sea of ​​flowers.

In the sea of ​​flowers, bees fly and butterflies dance, lively and noisy.

Under a blooming peach tree, a white shadow is running lightly, holding a small net bag in its hand, chasing the dancing butterflies.

Not far behind, in a gazebo with hollows on all sides, Empress Chen, dressed in Chinese clothes, was lazily leaning against the guardrail, looking at Mo Yucheng's figure with a charming smile.

Empress Chen was wearing a light yellow long dress with a bun, which was simple yet elegant. The most conspicuous thing was a scarlet cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, so charming that people dare not look directly at it.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from afar, and an old eunuch with gray hair quickly stepped into the pavilion, and whispered a few words in Empress Chen's ear.

Empress Chen was slightly taken aback, and her expression became a little uncomfortable. Immediately, she nodded lightly, signaling the old eunuch to leave, but there was no longer a smile on her face.

And Mo Yucheng, who had been chasing for a long time, finally caught a butterfly. He held the butterfly in his palm and ran towards Empress Chen with a smile like a flower. gone."

The colorful butterfly fluttered its wings feebly in the palm of Mo Yucheng's palm, but compared with Mo Yucheng's pure and harmless smile, it instantly paled in comparison.

Empress Chen lovingly touched Mo Yucheng's head, and said with a smile, "Cheng'er, are you tired?"

Mo Yucheng shook his head vigorously: "I'm not tired, I still want to catch more butterflies and give them to my queen."

Seeing Mo Yucheng's naive look, Queen Chen's heart ached. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly: "Okay, Cheng'er is going to catch more butterflies for Queen Mother, go."

Mo Yucheng carefully handed the butterfly to Empress Chen, and ran out happily, holding a small net bag, and started chasing it in the depths of the flowers.

Empress Chen looked at Mo Yucheng's figure for a while, then lowered her head and looked at the butterfly in her hand.

The purple butterfly was exhausted from struggling, its wings were even more fragmented, and it lay powerlessly in Empress Chen's palm, and it seemed that it was about to die.

Sighing in a low voice, Empress Chen slowly threw the butterfly on the ground, then stepped on it with one foot, slowly rolled it a few times, moved her foot away, and the butterfly was crushed into a pile of minced meat.

(End of this chapter)