The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

There was no one in the room, only the window screens fluttering in the wind.

He instantly realized that someone had been here and had taken Mu Lingshang away.

Could it be, the queen?
Ling Qing's eyes flickered, why...why did he have to challenge his bottom line.

In the eyes of many people, he, a great general with great achievements, will turn his back sooner or later, but he keeps his father's confession in mind, and a minister will always be a minister, no matter how powerful he is, he must be loyal to the king.

But this absurd and incompetent emperor actually allowed a woman to control the government, and his general's mansion became a footpath for others to trample on at will!

His wife was first restricted by some bullshit for three years, well, he won't marry.

Now that he really slapped him in the face, he acted so boldly and robbed him?
Ling Qing clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his broad hands were bulging, and he uttered a sentence of resentment and forbearance.

You are not benevolent, so don't blame him for being unrighteous.

"Send me an order to call all the soldiers that can be called at present, and gather in the backyard."

The magnetic and dangerous sound pierced the night, and as the sound fell, black shadows rushed from all directions.

backyard.

Ling Qing stood with his hands behind his back, standing under the eaves, the moonlight was like ink, hiding his tall figure, leaving behind an unfathomable phantom.

Thousands of black shadows knelt in front of him, and each of them was an elite soldier with one enemy against a hundred, and it was also the family army that Ling Qing had trained for several years.

He originally cultivated this team just to prevent chaos in the imperial city and he was unable to rescue it in time, so usually this team wandered around the imperial palace and knew the terrain there like the back of his hand.

Unexpectedly, it would come in handy today, but it was for destruction.

He wants to destroy the country he fought so hard for with his own hands!
In the dark night, Ling Qing's eyes were bloodshot. It was unknown whether he was anxious because of Mu Lingshang's disappearance, or because of the bloody battle that was about to happen.

In the palace, Murong Pian slept peacefully on the bed, and he didn't notice the ups and downs of the people around him.

Bai Yuru wore a cloak and walked in the deep night, with Xing'er lighting a lamp in front of her to illuminate her.

The silver moon is bright and clear, and the bright white light is cast down, merging with the faint yellow light of the lantern, turning into a blurred scene.

The two of them passed the path in the imperial garden and came to an unguarded house.

Xing'er stopped outside a door, raised her head and glanced tremblingly, through the dim light, three characters appeared faintly, Zhuoyu Pavilion.

This is the place where the abandoned concubine has always lived, and it is a cold palace.

The surrounding weeds are overgrown and desolate.

"Ma'am, do you really want to go in?"

"Why, are you afraid? As a servant of the palace, you must not fear life and death, even if there are ghosts living in it, you must have the courage to break in!"

In order to teach Xing'er to be bolder, Bai Yuru became ruthless and stretched out her hand to push her on the back.

"Ah!" Xing'er whispered, and fell in unpreparedly, the lantern in her hand shook, and with the creaking sound of the door being pushed open, the dim yellow color also disappeared outside the door.

Bai Yuru then walked in.

In the square courtyard, a large lantern was placed at the four corners, and the light spread from all around to the black shadow in the center.

Bai Yuru walked slowly to the shadow, the shadow seemed to be curled up, unconscious.

"White lotus, oh white lotus, you still fell into my hands after all."

Bai Yuru gently opened her red lips, the red lips opened and closed, but the eyes gleamed fiercely.

Lying on the ground was the missing Mu Lingshang.

She was still in a coma, her eyes closed tightly, her thin body curled up, completely unaware of what was going to happen next.

"Come here."

After the words fell, several people came out from the dark and handed something to Bai Yuru's hand.

She held the head of the whip in one hand, and the slender body of the whip hung on the ground, like a seven-inch snake.

Suddenly the whip was rolled up into the air, and with a snap, a perfect whip flower appeared.

It didn't hit Mu Lingshang, but she twitched involuntarily when she was unconscious.

That slight movement fell into Bai Yuru's eyes, it was timid and fearful, she thought of her past self, it was the same!

Being held by this woman with a whip, the blood was bloody, the skin was torn apart, and the scars were visible to the bone!
Thinking of that scene, Bai Yuru's heart became ruthless, she clenched her whip tightly and swung it away!
The whip was like a poisonous tongue, and it struck out quickly under the cover of black. There was a crisp sound, and in an instant, a deep bloody mouth appeared on Mu Lingshang's arm.

"Um……"

Because of being knocked out, Mu Lingshang didn't wake up so quickly, but her body was in great pain, so much so that even though she wasn't under the control of her consciousness, she could still cry out in pain.

Snapped!
Another whip!
clap clap!

Two whips down.

The sound of exploding firecrackers shattered the tranquility of the night sky.

"what!"

Mu Lingshang finally woke up in pain, his consciousness was still vague, and he felt as if his body was being mutilated, with pain like cutting flesh with a knife.

She struggled to open her eyes, only then did she see who was beating her.

She wanted to hide, but she didn't have the strength. Big drops of sweat dripped from her head, and every time she whipped her, her breathing became more rapid and weak.

At this moment, there is only one idea in Mu Lingshang's mind, and it has never been shaken under the whip.

Ling Qing...

As if he had heard Mu Lingshang's inner call, Ling Qing, who had just led the army outside the palace, felt a pain in his heart. Feeling bad, he drew his sword straight in, and the silver light cut through the night. The guards at the city gate quickly retreated, and everyone rushed straight at Murong. Pina's palace.

"kill!"

The sergeant shouted, piercing the night sky, the shadows of swords and swords, blood shadows, many eunuchs and maids escaped from the palace carrying silver on their backs.

Murong Pian woke up from her sleep and found that everything in the house had disappeared, ranging from gold and silver jewelry to mirror tables and even his shoes!They were all stolen!
Hearing the sound of weapons clashing outside, Murong Pian suddenly understood something. He went to the ground barefoot, rushed out of the palace, and grabbed a fleeing eunuch, "Where's the queen?"

His first instinct told him that this incident must have something to do with the queen, even if it had nothing to do with him, he would take her away from such a dangerous place.

The eunuch wanted to run for his life, but he was caught by Murong Pian tightly, and he couldn't get away. In addition, he was a slave after all, and he was naturally afraid when he met his master.

Trembling, he said: "Go back, go back to the emperor, the slave doesn't even know!"

Seeing that after waiting for so long, Murong Pian finally came out with this useless sentence, angrily pushed him to the ground, "Useless trash!"

He turned and left, the eunuch was sitting on the ground, panicked, even wet from under his body.

Murong Pian escaped the fleeing court ladies and eunuchs, and also escaped the soldiers who came in to search first, and finally came to the imperial garden.

No one has stepped in here yet.

Suddenly, he thought of a place, a place where Bai Yuru might go.

Not long after, he also appeared in the jade carving hall.

One after another, the screams penetrated the door wall and entered Murong Pian's ears.

He frowned, when did she become so cruel.

In the distance, a searched soldier urinated behind the rockery, walked out comfortably, accidentally saw Murong Pian walking in, and was just about to chase, but realized that he was weak, turned around and left there.

Murong Pian pushed open the door and went in, only to see a figure from the back who kept waving the whip, Bai Yuru's eyes were reddened, and the hand holding the whip was numb and stiff, lifting it down, disregarding the life and death of the person under the whip.

Mu Lingshang has almost turned into a blood man, already stained to the point of being invisible. On the cold ground, the blood has solidified into frost, like a newly blooming flower, flirtatious and alluring.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her lips were frighteningly white, the clothes on her body were all torn apart, and there was not a single piece of cloth left. Under the cloth, she could faintly see the open flesh. The blood had solidified on the open side, but the inside was bright red.

The blood condensed on her fingertips along her slender and drooping fingers, turning into oval drops of blood, which dripped and fell to the ground, forming a pool of blood.

"Enough, do you have to kill people?"

Murong Pian snorted coldly, snatched the whip from Bai Yuru's hand, and then she woke up from her madness.

Seeing the tragic scene in front of her, she covered her mouth in disbelief, turned her head to meet Murong Pian's strange and fearful gaze, and hurriedly explained, "Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Bai Yuru looked confused, and sat down on the ground.

I don't know if she was frightened by the blood all over the ground, or because her beautiful image was about to be shattered in Murong Pian's heart.

The palace was full of wailing, blood flowed like a river, Ling Qing pointed his sword at the ground, his eyes were stained with blood, the blood gathered under his sword, and there were corpses all around him.

The once bustling and bustling imperial palace has become dead silent.

"Look, look for me carefully!"

The deep voice tried to keep calm, but it was still trembling.

"Yes!"

The soldiers dispersed one after another. A soldier stepped over the mountain of corpses and came to Ling Qing, "General, I saw the emperor in the imperial garden. I don't know if Madam is there."

After some whispering, Ling Qing rushed towards the Royal Garden alone as if he had hope.

The soldiers hurriedly followed behind.

After being led by soldiers, Ling Qing came to the abandoned palace.

Looking at the half-covered doors, he walked in without hesitation.

Boom!

The sword fell to the ground, not because it was not held steady, but because it was not held firmly,

Ling Qing stared blankly at the bloodstains scratched from under his feet, extending to the distance, and the black shadow merged with the pool of blood.

Under the moonlight, the crimson blood reflected the white light.

Step by step, he walked heavily towards the body that was lying in a pool of blood.

The eyes also seemed to have been whipped, and tears of blood dripped down strangely.

Murong Pian had never seen Ling Qing like this before, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe, so did Bai Yuru.

From her point of view, Ling Qing is like a ghost general who crawled out of a field after killing a battle, with his back against the moonlight and darkness in front of him.

He finally half moved and half walked to Mu Lingshang's side.

Ling Qing's eyes turned slightly when he saw the blurred face clearly.

boom!
His knees suddenly fell to the ground, and the heavy weight fell, startling layers of blood.

"Shangshang...let's...go home..."

His lips struggled for a long time, and finally spit out these words, almost at the same time, hot tears of blood came out of his eyes again.

I don't know if he can see the people on the ground clearly.