The girl's beautiful face becomes even more charming against the backdrop of the light blue gauze skirt.
She simply tied her hair up, revealing her slender and graceful neck.
"Your Majesty, then the servant will leave."
Ruan Mian bowed her head and didn't notice that Lou Che's eyes changed from gentle to extremely aggressive when he saw her.
"Well, let's go back."
She walked out of the emperor's bedroom smoothly and saw no one.
It’s just that the palace is huge and the routes are complicated, and it’s still night time.
"Momo, give me the map quickly."
According to the navigation instructions generated by the system, you have to pass through the Imperial Garden.
As soon as my toes touched the ground, I smelled a pungent smell, the smell of blood.
Ruan Mian grabbed his sleeve and hesitated whether to go over.
She quietly hid behind the pillar under the eaves, sticking half of her head out to look, but her view was blocked by the trees.
But one could hear faint wailing mixed with the dull sound of a knife entering flesh.
What happened before...
Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one. The girl didn't dare to meddle in other people's business. She bent down and turned around to leave, taking a longer route back.
While holding up the cumbersome and troublesome hem of her skirt, her calves were suddenly hugged by someone.
"Woohoo, sister, save me!"
He was a child less than five years old, with blood still on his face. His clothes were made of gorgeous material and he didn't look like a child from an ordinary family.
"Shh, don't talk."
Ruan Mian placed her tender, white fingers on the edge of the child's lips, telling him not to make any sound.
At some point, the fighting ahead seemed to have stopped.
The girl felt something was wrong and wanted to take the child away from the dangerous place, but she saw his eyes looking behind her, filled with fear.
She turned around and saw a man in a black straight-collared robe and a black cloak.
Looking up again, there was no expression on the man's sharp features. His posture was as straight as a pine or cypress, and his eyes were as deep as ink, staring straight at the girl.
His hands were behind his back and his clothes were clean without a trace of blood.
Mo Yan, the current imperial preceptor and Lou Che's uncle, remains unmarried and often secretly works to remove obstacles for the emperor.
Ruan Mian happened to catch him killing someone.
"I, I didn't see anything..."
The girl's gorgeous light blue skirt was scattered casually around her.
A few strands of hair fell down to hang on the side of her neck. Her face without makeup was extremely delicate, and there was a faint mist in her eyes.
So pitiful.
The child hid behind the girl and trembled.
She was so nervous that she clutched her cuffs tightly, and her bone-china knuckles turned pink.
Mo Yan walked towards her with steady steps.
The man's appearance was filled with arrogance and indifference, alienated to the extreme. Rumor has it that he was a decisive and ruthless person. He also had a nickname called "The Cold-Faced King of Hell."
Ruan Mian was so scared that she kept backing away. She didn't want to die.
Finally, when the man was half a step away from her, the girl turned around and ran.
She had no idea of the direction in the night and hurriedly ran into the dense bushes, breathing heavily and her skin was scratched by the weeds, which was very painful.
The girl didn't dare to stop until she ran to the wall deep in the woods. There was no way out?
She was so desperate that big tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, sliding down her cheeks and across her chin.
"Woo, what should I do?"
The footsteps behind her were like a shadow, and the man walked towards her leisurely, as if he was sure that she had no way to escape.
Every step he took was like slowly closing a net, about to capture and strangle the panicked prey.
Ruan Mian's delicate palms were hurt by the rough stones on the ground. She leaned against the cold wall and begged Mo Yan for mercy.
"Master Imperial Master, I really didn't see anything. Can you please let me go?"
The girl sobbed uncontrollably, her watery eyes filled with fear.
The man had no intention of letting her go. He pinched her neck with his cruel fingers and lifted the girl up.
It was useless for her to resist with her hands and feet. The other party had already killed so many people. Besides, she was just a fragile girl and could not resist at all.
As time passed, the girl suffocated and couldn't breathe.
Her toes were still kicking in the air, and she was sobbing with tears in her eyes.
Her moist lips parted slightly but she couldn't breathe.
Just when Ruan Mian thought she was about to die, an ambiguous voice came from outside the wall.
It was like a palace maid and a guard meeting at night.
"Hey, don't be impatient, we still have a lot of time, take your time."
The woman shyly pushed the man and said, "Take the knife off your waist. I'm afraid it might hurt me."
The man did as he was told anxiously.
"My dear, please let me kiss you. It's been a long time since I last saw you. I miss you so much."
A string of dirty words came out of their mouths, one after another.
A trace of disgust flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, and his wrist loosened, and Ruan Mian fell to the ground.
The girl knew they were in trouble, and sure enough, the man was very good at Qing Kung.
He jumped onto the wall, then stopped abruptly after a scream.
The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.
This murderer!
The girl took the opportunity to escape, but he chased her and grabbed her.
There were traces of tears on his face.
The girl's fair neck still bore the marks of the man's fingers, and she looked like a seductive fairy in the moonlight.
Mo Yan suddenly didn't want to kill her anymore.
The viciousness in the man's eyes slowly turned into an obscure emotion, and his sharp and cold eyes fell on the girl's collarbone, which was smoother than tofu.
"Don't come over here..."
Ruan Mian was pulled back lightly.
Her tender fingertips grasped the weeds on the ground, sobbing softly, "No, please forgive me..."
She couldn't help but curl herself up.
Mo Yan forcefully lifted the girl's chin with his index finger, then leaned over and kissed her delicate lips, just lightly tasting them.
The man's sexy thin lips slowly threatened, "I will kill you if you cry again."
Under the dim moonlight, no one noticed that in a remote corner of the imperial garden, the honorable imperial teacher was bullying a little maid.
The man lowered his indifferent eyes, his long black eyelashes covering the boundless gloom in his eyes.
The murderous aura that seeped out of his pupils was almost tangible.
Ruan Mian covered her mouth and dared not make any sound. She was afraid that she would die under Mo Yan's ruthless knife like the couple outside the wall.
It was as if he was trying to use teeth marks to cover up the horrible fingerprints made by his own hands.
The stinging sensation made her very uncomfortable.
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