MTL - The Path of the Cannon Fodder’s Counterattack-Chapter 33 Revenge

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In the middle of the night, the sound of insects disappeared, and everything was quiet. Candles were burning in Ningxuan Palace. Ling Xiao listened to the news that a little **** had sent a little **** to tell him, his expression blanked.

"You said that the emperor asked the prime minister to return to his hometown for retirement? Let Lan Wei follow?"

"Yes." The **** looked down.

Ling Xiao heard that, leaning on the edge of the bed.

Unexpectedly, the emperor was so decisive that he immediately withdrew the prime minister. Ling Xiao guessed that the emperor wanted to protect the prime minister's mansion, but now ...

Ling Xiao's heart panicked, and the emperor's actions made him somewhat inexplicable and unpredictable. This unexpectedly made Ling Xiao's heart difficult to settle. He didn't know how much the emperor knew.

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes like a sigh, and waved to the kneeling eunuch: "Well, you go down."

"Yes." The **** bent over and saluted.

"Wait." Ling Xiao suddenly called the **** and groaned: "Give me a bucket of hot water to come in, I will take a bath, and take out the white suit in my closet."

The emperor loves black clothes, but prefers others to wear plain clothes ...

He can't wait here, what must be done.

"The emperor, aren't you going to Ningxuan Palace?" Little Lizi asked respectfully behind the emperor.

The emperor carried his hands on his back and stood in the gazebo, blowing the night breeze, and his back was arrogant and cold.

Little Li Zi didn't dare to disturb the emperor at will, but the emperor has been standing here since the Imperial Study Room, and it has been half an hour, and then it will pass the age.

The emperor heard the little plum's inquiries, turned his head and gave him a slight glance. This eye was very shocking. It seemed that he was blaming the little plum for disturbing him. When he saw this, he was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, but shivered and even said that he would plead sin Not out.

The emperor opened his eyes slightly, frowning unhappyly, and thought of another little eunuch. Although the little **** was afraid of him, his performance was much more interesting and cute than the little plum.

The emperor pursed his lips, flung his sleeves, and finally decided where to go.

"Drive back to the palace," he said.

Little plum suddenly, the emperor is back home? Don't you go to Mr. Ling?

Just when he was surprised, he saw Ling Xiao being helped by a little eunuch.

Ling Xiao was slender, and in a white coat was hazy under the night, like a fairy, and when he approached, he saw that his face was pale and bloodless, although his hair was neat, but he could not hide his weakness.

The emperor frowned, and Ling Xiao had already approached the emperor and saluted him.

The emperor lifted Ling Xiao with one hand, took Ling Xiao into his arms, and looked slightly displeased: "If the injury is not good, the courtesy is forbidden. Why not stay in the palace and rest?"

He glanced at Ling Xiao's injured shoulder and saw that there was no bleeding, then he turned his eyes quietly.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao felt a warmth in his heart, and he said softly: "The slaves have long seen the emperor has not returned, and they come to see if they are worried."

Seeing that the emperor's face did not slow down, Ling Xiao trembled, and he couldn't help asking: "Are slaves ... isn't it troublesome?"

The emperor heard the words and looked down at Ling Xiao.

In front of Ling Xiao, Bai Shengxue, pale, sweating on his forehead, but his eyes were affectionate, and the body lying in his arms seemed boneless. The emperor could not help but feel soft in his heart. A gentle kiss gave the person a horizontal hold.

"... The Emperor ..." Suddenly being lifted, Ling Xiao was tightly wrapped around the emperor's neck, calling uneasily.

The emperor glanced down at him with a gentle expression, but didn't talk much, holding him all the way to Ningxuan Palace.

Ling Xiao stiffened and didn't dare to move. The emperor didn't speak. He didn't dare to say anything. He just watched the emperor hug him back to the bed of Ningxuan Palace and covered him with a quilt.

"The emperor ... the slave ..."

The emperor shook his head slightly. "What's the matter, wait until you're fine."

"But, emperor, you just ..." Ling Xiao struggled to get up.

"If you just asked me, I want you to think carefully before answering me." The emperor took Ling Xiao's words and said, pressing slightly on Ling Xiao's uninjured shoulder to stop his rise.

Ling Xiao hesitated, and had to obediently lie back on the bed, his heart trembling.

What does the emperor's words mean?

"It's late at night, let's rest, I'll go back."

Before Ling Xiao came up with anything, the emperor left a sentence and left the little plum.

Before Li Xiao left, she took a quiet look at Ling Xiao, and that glance revealed absolutely no good news.

Ling Xiao was surprised, his heart beat irregularly, with panic.

The emperor was refusing to talk to himself ...

why?

The anxiety in Ling Xiao's heart grew more and more so that the emperor was more and more incomprehensible!

Ling Xiaozhen was uneasy for two days, but the emperor never saw him again, but rewarded him with a lot of supplements, and asked the Taiyi to check his injuries every day.

Ling Xiaoben was not seriously injured. After two days of raising, the injuries were almost getting better.

The injury is almost gone. I originally hoped to see the Emperor Ling Xiao and would not dare to see the Emperor. He was afraid that the secrets he would have to protect were not guaranteed. Ling Xiao looked at himself and shrank his legs inward. Bit your lip.

Mo Qi wasn't dead, so she was not willing to leave the palace like this!

Ling Xiao paced in his palace and finally made a decision.

A worst decision ...

The Leng Palace was as worn as ever. At this time, it was Haishi, and he stepped on the yard of Hengsheng Weed. Ling Xiao could only see the scene inside with the help of moonlight.

The palace was huge, but deserted, and an empty gust of wind blew through, making people shudder.

Such a large courtyard, but there is no light at all, I do not know where Mo Qi is hiding.

Ling Xiao touched the dagger around his waist and looked down, this time he must avenge himself!

Suddenly, there was a chatter intermittently, Ling Xiao stunned, and the cat looked closer.

At night, only two figures were faintly visible, one of them was of stature, and she was wearing a worn pink skirt under the moonlight. This figure Ling Xiao will never forget in her life, it is Mo Qi!

There was a man beside Mo Qi, who was wearing a white coat, a white turban on his head, and gold flakes on his body. Although he could not see his face, only Ling Xiao could think of one such foreign costume—Fu Yujun.

At this time, Fu Yujun was standing opposite Mo Qi and talking to Mo Qi ...

How come they got together!

Ling Xiao vomited blood.

It was true that Fu Yujun had been pursuing Mo Qi in his last life!

But Ling Xiao knew that it was because of Mo Qi ’s stunning appearance and the soft temperament that she had installed, as well as that silhouette dance!

In this life, Ling Xiao made a lot of troubles, and Mo Qi and Fu Yujun had no intersection. How could Fu Yujun still be mingled with Mo Qi?

Just when Ling Xiao was in doubt, the two men in the distance had embraced each other and behaved intimately.

Lying down!

Ling Xiao made a **** in his heart, but he lay for two days, and the two made rapid progress!

Mo Qi's Mary Su halo is really powerful.

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, so that his revenge would be hindered again and must be resolved quickly!

Ling Xiao shook his fist, and the two men in the distance were still talking together. Ling Xiao couldn't hear clearly, so he had to get closer.

But as soon as he moved, Fu Yujun noticed that Mo Qi was usually pushed away, and his eyes stared directly at the place where Ling Xiao was.

Ling Xiao was startled, stiff enough not to move, and stared at Fu Yujun tightly.

Fu Yujun stepped towards him step by step, but his steps were extremely slow, it seemed to be measuring the damage of people hiding in the dark or something.

Within ten steps of Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao could clearly hear the footsteps of Fu Yujun stepping on the weeds, his heart beating, his head sweating, and his hand clenched his dagger quietly.

The brain is also running at a high speed, but at this moment, he can't think of any way to deal with it. Fu Yujun's martial arts are comparable to Lan Wei, but his brain is much more flexible than Lan Wei. Any chance to escape.

Is he going to be caught in such a way that this pair of dogs and men will die?

"Well ..." Ling Xiao was thinking just like this, and suddenly he stretched out a hand to cover Ling Xiao's mouth, pulling him to hide to the side.

Ling Xiao was scared and winked, his heart almost stopped beating, and there was no sound from the people behind him! Let Ling Xiao be defenseless!

Ling Xiao clenched his hands behind the man covering his mouth, frightened to make his breathing thick, and the place where his eyes looked directly was where he had just stayed. At this moment, Fu Yujun, who was looking around, was standing there Xiao's sweat dripped down his cheek.

Fu Yujun didn't check for a long time, seeing no one there. Although he was in doubt, he didn't search persistently, but turned around and said something to Mo Qi, he turned around and quickly left the cold palace. After Mo Yu left, Fu Qi also Suddenly turned back into the room.

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that she was already scared of cold sweat.

Seeing the two separated, the person behind loosened his grip on Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao immediately turned his head to look at him.

The comer was in a blue suit, with an immature face, a dull expression, sunken eyes, bloodshot eyes, messy hair, and embarrassment, but the appearance of embarrassment could not conceal Ling Xiao's familiarity with him.

"Lan Wei." Ling Xiao smiled coldly, calling out, and his body was in a posture of alertness. This one had just left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den. Tonight he went out and forgot to see the yellow calendar!

Lan Wei gave a dismissive look at Ling Xiao, turned and walked aside, a pair did not want to care about Ling Xiao's appearance.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao blinked in confusion, turned his head to look at Lan Wei's back, but saw his shoulders slightly broken, looking lonely and sad.

Ling Xiao suddenly remembered the scene where Mo Qi and Fu Yujun just met each other.

This is called self-respect!

Ling Xiao ridiculed, seeing that Lan Wei didn't care about him. He quietly stepped back, just as he was about to escape, Lan Wei suddenly turned back, reached out and pulled Ling Xiao, and the other hand won. The dagger in Ling Xiao's hand.

"With a dagger, what did you do when you came to Lenggong so late?" Lan Wei glanced at the dagger and looked at Ling Xiao with a dim glance.