Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 169 Mo Qing
The study room is simple and elegant, and the furnishings inside are no different from ordinary study rooms.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that every setting in the study is very delicate.

All the tables, chairs and bookshelves in the study are made of the best sandalwood, carved with exquisite and flawless patterns.At first glance, it is inconspicuous, but if you look closely, you will find that the patterns are lifelike.

Feng Changxi sat on the main seat, and opposite him sat a man whose face could not be seen, only a slightly thinner figure could be seen from the back.

"It's rare that you took the initiative to see this son." Feng Changxi looked at the man opposite, and with his eyesight, he couldn't be sure that the man was wearing a human skin mask.

But he is the descendant of Medicine King Valley, no matter how exquisite and incomparable a human skin mask is in front of his eyes, it will definitely not be able to hide people.

It was a face that was forgotten in the vast crowd. The man looked young, 25 or [-] years old at the end of the month.

Under the light, his complexion turned slightly pale.The lips were a little chapped, even a little cracked, and the bloodshot inside could be vaguely seen.

Hearing Feng Changxi's words, the man smiled slightly, his voice a little hoarse: "If the news about the son is true, it is naturally worth Mo Qing to come and see the son."

Feng Changxi looked at Mo Qing with a warm smile on his face.

Those deep eyes, with an incomprehensible expression, said in a gentle voice: "Mr. Mo means that if the news is not true, Mr. Mo will continue to stay in that hut?"

There was a slight smile on the slightly chapped lips, and on the ordinary face, the eyes had a cold light: "There are very few things in this world that Mo Qing can take the initiative in!"

The implication is that if Feng Changxi's news about you is not true, even if you are the son of Nanjun Prince, I, Mo Qing, would not bother to come to see you.

The smile on Feng Changxi's face was a bit brighter, and he looked at Mo Qing leisurely: "Mr. Mo is really as personal as I know, very individual."

There was a hint of disdain in Mo Qing's eyes, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse: "I just want to know, is the news about the son credible?"

The smile on Feng Changxi's face didn't change when he heard the words, and his eyes became more playful: "If it's true, what can Mr. Mo do?"

Mo Qing frowned slightly, and his eyes were dark: "Your Majesty, feel free to speak up, as long as it is within Mo Qing's ability, it doesn't matter."

Feng Changxi hooked the corners of his lips enough, the look in his eyes deepened, with a warm smile on his face, he slowly left the main seat, paced around the study for a while, and stopped in front of the desk.

The hand holding the wolf hair is slender and beautiful, with well-defined knuckles.Swaying gracefully, there was a flash of murderous intent between his brows.

After writing the pen, Feng Changxi slowly looked sideways at Mo Qing, who was sitting on the opposite seat without any movement, and said, "Mr. Mo, please!"

After all, Feng Changxi had already walked to the window, quietly looking at the scenery in the courtyard outside through the edge of the window.

When Mo Qing saw the large characters on the rice paper, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.He suddenly raised his head to look at Feng Changxi who was standing with his back facing him, puzzlement flashed across his eyes.

Feng Changxi seemed to know what Mo Qing was thinking, and said with a leisurely smile, "Since I dare to show my whole back in front of you, I am naturally not afraid of your retaliation."

Mo Qing's complexion changed slightly, and she frowned looking at Feng Changxi's back: "Mo Qing doesn't understand the meaning of the prince."

Feng Changxi didn't look back, but smiled softly: "If it were you, I would be more surprised than you. Perhaps, I would say, you must be joking."

Mo Qing was slightly taken aback, her brows furrowed even tighter.

Feng Changxi raised her red lips, her complexion was as crystal clear as jade in the night, like a heavenly man: "You are not mistaken, this is the only thing His Highness wants you to do! After you are done, where did you come from and where did you go back?" go."

The expression in Mo Qing's eyes kept changing, and the study suddenly became quiet.

The two slept without talking, Feng Changxi was still standing in front of the window with a smile on his face, with a warm smile on his face, which made people feel the warmth like spring.

After a while, Mo Qing asked dully: "You don't need to tell me about this matter, Mo Qing should go all out!"

Those deep and dark eyes did not show any surprise, but smiled and said: "That is the best, we are not enemies, but friends on the same front."

Mo Qing's face didn't look better because of Feng Changxi's words, his voice was cold: "Mo Qing has never had any friends!"

"Heh..." Feng Changxi suddenly turned around and shot sharp eyes at Mo Qing, with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Perhaps in your heart, the outcome of this son should be the same as his."

Mo Qing stared at Feng Changxi coldly, with a tinge of mischief in his eyes: "Since your son knows, why don't you just listen to Mo Qing and don't be supercilious."

The gentle smile froze slightly, and Feng Changxi suddenly laughed softly: "Thank you for reminding me, if someone had said such a thing to His Highness, the current situation is definitely not the case!"

Mo Qing's eyes were full of indifference: "If I knew today, why bother!"

"If I knew today, why did I have to?" Repeating Mo Qing's words, Feng Changxi smiled, but his eyes were full of sarcasm: "Mr. Mo, is he talking about this son, or about himself?"

Satisfied with the anger and unwillingness in Mo Qing's eyes, Feng Changxi curled his lips and raised a wild sneer: "Since our goals are the same, let's work together."

"Tomorrow, I will have someone send the medicine I found to you, and I will give you an accurate answer to the previous news within three days."

After finishing speaking, Feng Changxi had returned to his original position and sat down, looking at Mo Qing with a gentle expression.

Although the black robe was a little wrinkled, it was not difficult to see how exquisite and gorgeous the robe was.Even in this kind of night, the golden thread on the robe repeatedly outlined plum blossom petals that were always vivid.

A trace of killing intent flashed across Mo Qing's eyes, and just after practicing his skills, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Changxi looked at his slightly embarrassed appearance, and the smile on his face became gentler, but there was concern on his face: "Mr. Mo, although this son is a genius doctor, if someone doesn't want to die at all, this son is helpless of."

Mo Qing snorted coldly when he heard the words, looked at Feng Changxi and said coldly: "Mo Qing admits that your skills are inferior to others, but if you dare to deceive Mo Qing half a point, don't say that you are the son of the prince of Nanjun, even if you are the emperor in the palace. Lao Tzu, Mo Qing will definitely take the head of the other!"

"If Mr. Mo really wants to save people, he should take advantage of this opportunity." Feng Changxi's expression turned cold: "Time waits for no one. The longer it takes, the faster you will die!"

Mo Qing gave Feng Changxi a cold look, snorted coldly, got up and pushed open the door of the study, and walked out directly.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Mo Qing suddenly shouted: "Who is it?"

A white shadow flashed and chased after the black.

Because of Mo Qing's physical injury, and now he can't use force at all.At this moment, I had no choice but to stand here and wait for the result.

As if remembering something, Mo Qing hurried back to the study.

There are a lot of rice papers on the desk, but the rice paper with a few large characters written on it just now has long since disappeared.Thinking of the white figure that flashed by just now, a slight chill burst out from his body.

Even if he wasn't born in the imperial palace, he was still the son of the prince of Nanjun.

The heart of defense is really powerful to the extreme.

I wanted to take the rice paper and leave directly, but if Feng Changxi lied to him, with that rice paper, he would not make Feng Changxi feel better in the future.

Now, Mo Qing shook his head and left the study directly.

(End of this chapter)