After the first fool

Chapter 165 Bai Qingluo's Identity
Mo Xiaoran was carried by Bai Qingluo and flew all the way across the walls of the imperial city, through the streets and alleys. He flew directly onto the box on the third floor of the Yanyu Building, and kicked the door open. Xiaoran's heart twitched, and she always felt that he was so terrible about this matter.

As if his frozen face was covered with frost, he turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, threw Mo Xiaoran into the inner side of the bed, and stretched out his hand to touch her acupuncture points. Qing Luo gritted her teeth secretly, "What are you going to do?"

Bullying her doesn't know martial arts or internal strength, right?
Two balls of flames danced in her bright eyes, and she glared fiercely at Bai Qingluo, but when she bumped into his eyes as deep as a cold pool, her heart trembled slightly, "If you have something to say, just say it!" Say." Don't stare at her like that, she's scared in her heart.

I never knew that a person's eyes could be so majestic and cold.

If it wasn't for the acupuncture points on her body, she even wanted to rub her arms to relieve the coldness on her body.

Bai Qingluo's eyes narrowed dangerously: "I warned you not to act rashly, why didn't you listen to me?"

With impulsive recklessness again and again, can't she learn to be good again?

A trace of apology flashed across Mo Xiaoran's eyes. The reason why she didn't tell him was because she was afraid that he would obstruct her.

"Do you think you have a lot of backbone?" Bai Qingluo's eyebrows were stained with a little anger, his right hand clasped the edge of the bed, his fingers were almost embedded in the sawdust, and the corner of his mouth slightly pulled out a cold arc: "Your Missing your girl, Qingfeng can't help but feel anxious." And him.

Mo Xiaoran closed her mouth guiltily, unwilling to refute any more, what he said was the truth, but at that time she had no other choice but to make a bad move.

Seeing her remorse, the anger in Bai Qingluo's heart subsided slightly, and the frost in his eyes turned into melancholy. He narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed: "This time, if I hadn't sent someone to guard the Meridian Gate first, How did you get there in time? If Xuanyuan Wushang and I didn't show up, do you really think you'd be able to escape unscathed?" He raised his hand and poked Mo Xiaoran's forehead forcefully: "Can't you be considerate of others' feelings when you do things? ?”

When he saw her pale face falling to the ground quickly, his heart was clenched together, fortunately he arrived, fortunately he went in time.

If there is a god, he will thank it.

"Sorry." The thin lips were slightly parted, and the words she slowly spit out made Bai Qingluo's tightness in his chest suddenly disappear. His eyes trembled slightly, and then he hugged her tightly in his arms, greedily, Longing to suck the smell of her body, he never knew that there could be a woman like her, which made him take great pains.

"There won't be a next time." Mo Xiaoran was only slightly afraid at this moment. At that time, although she was brave alone, she was powerless. If the servant of the punishment department had not listened to Mo Qing's words and let her go, he would have chopped her down with a single knife. Maybe she has turned into a wandering spirit at this moment, how can she sit here properly?

Sensing that Bai Qingluo's body trembled slightly, Mo Xiaoran could only sigh weakly, wanting to hug him back and tell him that she was fine, but she forgot that he had already hit her acupoints. can't move,
Frowning slightly, he said, "Hey! Let me go first."

Bai Qingluo's arms tightened slightly, and he hugged her even harder, as if he wanted to melt her into his own flesh and blood. His warm breath was always lingering in her ears, spattering little by little. On her skin, there seemed to be sparks jumping and itching.

"Hello! Bai Qingluo!" The slightly embarrassed tone matched her slightly flushed cheeks, as if a young girl was pregnant.

Bai Qingluo let go of her hand, staring at her rare shyness and charm in a daze, the corners of her lips raised slightly, revealing a little charm, "What do you want me to do?"

this person...

Mo Xiaoran was neither angry nor annoyed, so she could only slap him fiercely with her eyes, "Do you want to untie my acupuncture points? Don't you think it's like hugging a corpse? It's hard, it's your preference." It's really special." She complained articulately, just to cover up her growing heartbeat.

"Mo Xiaoran," the lingering words came out from his thin lips.

Mo Xiaoran was taken aback for a moment, and raised her brows lightly: "En?"

"Mo Xiaoran..."

What to do, just calling her name like this gave him a feeling of happiness, as if as long as he hugged her and stayed with her, he didn't need to do anything else.

"Hi, Bai Qingluo," Mo Xiaoran said hesitantly when he saw his silent appearance.

"What?" A hoarse voice sounded slowly.

"Who the hell are you?" There is a token that can make soldiers kneel down to greet him. When he heard his name, Mo Qing would appear so horrified and even fearful. His identity is not simple. Maybe it was just as she had guessed, he was a member of the royal family.

"Guess?" Still with an ambiguous attitude, Mo Xiaoran puffed her cheeks suddenly, "It's fine if you don't want to say it, don't force it."

Seeing that there was anger in her eyebrows, Bai Qingluo sighed slightly, raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head fiercely a few times: "Really so curious?" Is this necessary?

"If it's a friend, but I don't even know your identity or your background, what kind of friend are you?" Mo Xiaoran muttered, he knew almost everything about her, except her real background, but what about her ?All he knew was that he appeared and disappeared, that his status was not low, and he didn't know anything else.

It's not fair at all!

Bai Qingluo tightly pursed the line of her lips, and finally sighed after a long time: "I am Bai Zixu's uncle."

Mo Xiaoran's eyes widened in astonishment, did she hear hallucinations, or did he say something wrong?Uncle?His sharp gaze swept him from head to toe, not letting go of any part. No matter how you look at it, he is also a young man, and he is already an uncle? "You seem to be almost the same as Bai Zixu, right?"

"En." Bai Qingluo nodded slightly.

"What elixir did you take to rejuvenate?" Mo Xiaoran wildly guessed, "Or, what kind of human skin mask did you wear?"

He can be regarded as an uncle, at least he should be at Mo Qing's age, how could he be so young?
"I am the youngest brother of the first emperor. I was not yet five years old when he became the throne." Bai Qingluo said indifferently, "Don't think wildly."

"Please, I'm very scary, okay?" Mo Xiaoran said resentfully, her eyes flickering, "Then don't I want to call you uncle?"

Uncle...

The breath of Bai Qingluo's whole body was slightly disturbed, powerful internal force shot out from his body, his clothes flew up and down, his black hair fluttered up and down in the air, his brows were cold, and his whole face seemed to have a chill , a layer of ice formed under his eyes, and that terrifying aura seemed to swallow him up.

Mo Xiaoran swallowed her saliva, not knowing which words she had offended him, so she could only blink her eyes blankly with an innocent look on her face.

How could she know that for a man who admired her, the word "uncle emperor" is so painful, it seems to remind Bai Qingluo that she is now married as a wife and has not yet left her status as queen, and even if he No matter how much you like her, no matter how much you like her, you must endure this desire until the day you can tell her openly.

"Don't call me Uncle Huang." He raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

How could Mo Xiaoran dare to refuse, he is like a wild beast now, if he is not careful, he will eat the bones and bones into his stomach.

Seeing her so well-behaved, the anger in Bai Qingluo's heart slowly dissipated, and only she can influence his every word and deed, control his emotions, and he is willing to do so.

"buckle"

Outside, someone knocked lightly on the door, Bai Qingluo raised her eyebrows, unlocked Mo Xiaoran's acupuncture points, stood up, and opened the door.

Sui Lang stood outside respectfully, "Master, I have something to say to you."

His expression was very solemn, and there was even a trace of dissatisfaction with Bai Qingluo between his brows. He looked over his tall figure and looked inside, just in time to see Mo Xiaoran get up from the bed, with five fingers clenched, he clenched his teeth, and then Resisting the urge to kill her with a knife.

Disaster!She is indeed a disaster!
The killing intent pierced Mo Xiaoran's body, how could she not feel it?However, Mo Xiaoran also felt that she was quite innocent, as if she had never offended Sui Lang, right?Look at his baby face, it almost turned into a black sesame bun.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but Sui Lang directly looked away at Bai Qingluo.

He frowned slightly, nodded and said, "Follow me."

Sui Lang immediately caught up with him, like the little follower behind him, with his head lowered, his body tense all the time, and he felt a little uneasy, wondering if what he was going to say next would anger his master.

After watching the two of them leave, Mo Xiaoran straightened her robes, walked out of the room, and prepared to go to find Mo Qing. She was very surprised that what he said and did at the execution ground today confuses her.

Mo Xiaoran didn't want to continue with this feeling of looking at flowers in the fog.

Mo Qing was arranged by Qingfeng on the second floor, Xuanyuan Wushang had the cheek to insist on living next door to Mo Xiaoran, but was told by Qingfeng that Mo Xiaoran didn't have a room, so Xuanyuan Wushang had no choice but to choose one at random. Coincidentally, it's next door to Bai Qingluo.

Mo Xiaoran happened to be coming down the red lacquered ladder on the third floor, and when she saw Qingfeng coming out of the room, she frowned slightly, and asked softly, "Where's dad?"

There was a little awkwardness in her tone, obviously not very used to calling Mo Qing like that.

Qingfeng pointed inside, and said softly, "I'm resting."

"Then I'll go in and have a look," Mo Xiaoran ran down the stairs, took a deep breath in front of the door, and then lightly knocked on the wooden door.

"Come in." Mo Qing's voice came from inside, and it seemed a little softer than usual. Mo Xiaoran pushed the door in and saw that Mo Qing had changed from the prison clothes she was wearing to a clean long robe. In Hu Lu's robe, he looked refreshed, not as depressed as he was in the execution ground.

Mo Qing didn't expect that the person who came in would be Mo Xiaoran, the teacup in his hand was still held up stupidly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, Mo Xiaoran coughed awkwardly, a little uncomfortable with him suddenly becoming calm It can even be called a gentle attitude. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that when I meet Mo Qing several times, I always get red-faced from arguing, or I feel disgusted.

Mo Xiaoran walked to the opposite side of him, separated by a square wooden table, crossed her hands and supported her chin, assuming a posture of interrogating a prisoner, with a slightly serious expression on her face, "What you said in the execution ground today, let me Confused."

She went straight to the topic without any delay, hitting the nail on the head.

The brows raised slightly, "Can you tell me why the father in my memory is completely different from the one I saw today?" Or is it impossible for him to have schizophrenia?
Mo Qing was startled for a moment, then her eyes gradually softened, she quietly stared at her eyebrows, as if she was looking at something else through the person in front of her, with a slightly dazed expression.

"I should tell you from the beginning, it doesn't matter whether you choose to forgive me or not."

(End of this chapter)