Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

As night fell, the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and the cries of the palace people were blown away by the cold wind and drifted into the distance.

Yuan Mi hid in the barrel and looked out through the hole in the barrel. After making sure that no one was around, he tentatively opened the lid of the barrel.

There were corpses at his feet, and the smell that poured into his nose was nauseating.

Yuan Mi covered his mouth and carefully stepped over the edge of the bucket. His feet stepped into the blood and his body trembled.

Concubine Xiao called her out of the palace for no reason today, so she sensed something was wrong and hurriedly hid in the barrel while the palace people were unprepared.

Yuan Mi had already guessed what would happen, but his worry about Song Huixin defeated his reason.

Yuan Mi didn't want her friends to put themselves in danger. Although she couldn't help much, she was willing to block Song Huixin's sword in times of crisis.

"Where is Huixin..."

Yuan Mi held up his skirt to prevent his clothes from being stained with blood tax. He kept looking around and moved cautiously.

As soon as he reached the city wall, he was pulled over.

"what……"

"Shut up, it's me."

Before Yuan Mi could scream, he heard a voice coming from behind him.

This voice... sounds somewhat familiar.

Yuan Mi blinked his eyes and boldly looked back, his gaze falling on Ji Cheng's gray but handsome face.

"Ji Cheng?" Yuan Mi frowned and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here..."

"If I weren't here, I'm afraid you wouldn't know how you died!" Ji Cheng said through gritted teeth, grabbing her thin wrist, pulling her into his arms, and dodged into the nearby yard.

"You..." Yuan Mi was about to speak, but found that the courtyard he was in was Concubine De's Moon Palace.

Ji Cheng took out the handkerchief from his arms, frowned slightly, wiped off the dust on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Why did you come out for no reason if you didn't hide in Qile Palace?"

"I..." Yuan Mi twitched the corner of his mouth, his face dissatisfied, "I want you to take care of it!"

"You don't need to worry about me? That's great." Ji Cheng turned aside, letting the door open, and raised his brows, "Since you are so confident that you can live to see the sun tomorrow, then go out."

Yuan Mi paused for a moment, his eyes filled with anger, "You!"

"who!"

A man's angry shouts came from outside, and Yuan Mi panicked. Before she could react, she was hugged by the man in front of her.

The door was knocked open, and Yuan Chi stepped in. A pair of eyes that were very similar to those of the emperor scanned the surroundings, and finally landed on the main hall, "Search."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people ran out from behind him and rushed towards the third hall.

The door of the side hall was split open by a big knife. Yuan Mi shrank, covered his eyes with his hands, and murmured in a low voice, "Concubine... Hui Xin..."

"Mr. Lang, there is someone in this house!"

Yuan Chi walked in slowly, with a casual attitude, his eyes fell on the two people embracing each other, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "The third prince is in such a good mood. At this time, he still has the leisure to hang out with the beauty."

Ji Cheng looked sideways at him, propped up his arms, and said with a cynical smile, "Why, do we have to divide time for bed matters?"

"It's just a joke." Yuan Chi chuckled, looked at the woman under him, and said casually, "It's just that this girl's figure... looks familiar to me."

Ji Cheng curled his lips, patted the little face of the person in his arms, and whispered, "Bao'er, show it to the eldest prince."

When Yuan Mi heard this, his fingertips trembled slightly, and finally he put down his hand, exposing his embarrassed little face to everyone.

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Yuan Chi raised his eyebrows, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Why are you here?"

"Brother Emperor..." Yuan Mi moved his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer, so he had to look at Ji Cheng for help.

Ji Cheng stood up slowly, sat on the bed, crossed his arms, looked at Yuan Chi with a smile, and said in a deep voice, "Didn't the eldest prince receive the news? The ninth princess is about to marry the Turks and marry me as his wife."

Yuan Chi looked at him, his right eyelid twitching unconsciously, and whispered, "When did this happen?"

"It's not important." Ji Cheng shrugged, acting like a swinger brother, and lazily gave the eviction order, "I think the eldest prince has something urgent to do, so we won't keep you here."

Yuan Chi's eyes darkened slightly, and his gaze fell on Yuan Mi, who was stunned. He then looked at the man beside him and said in a deep voice, "Ji Cheng, to be honest, I really admire you for being a hostage in a foreign country for so many years. He must have some real ability.”

The smile on Ji Cheng's lips deepened a little, and he said casually, "It is an honor for me to be appreciated by the eldest prince."

Yuan Chi curled his lips and said calmly, "I'll let you go today, but you'll have to give me some thin noodles in the future."

Ji Cheng raised his eyebrows, met his gaze, and smiled lightly, "Of course."

When Yuan Chi heard the satisfactory answer, he glanced sideways at Yuan Mi and whispered, "Take care of her, what should be said and shouldn't be said."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Cheng moved to block Yuan Mi and responded with a smile, "Why would the eldest prince have trouble with a girl? She has no power to restrain a chicken, and I'm watching, what kind of splash can she cause?"

"Brother Emperor..." Yuan Mi grabbed the corner of Ji Cheng's clothes and whispered, "Don't worry, Xiaojiu won't talk nonsense."

Hearing this, Yuan Chi's expression relaxed a little. Perhaps he still had some conscience, so he turned around and left without thinking too much. When he came to the door, he said, "Find two people and keep an eye on them."

The smile on Ji Cheng's lips disappeared, the hand holding the edge of the bed turned slightly white, and he stood in front of Yuan Mi.

Yuan Mi hid behind him, holding his clothes tightly with her little hands, not daring to move any further, so she could only whisper, "Ji Cheng... what should we do?"

Ji Cheng looked back, looking at Yuan Mi's trembling shoulders, his heart moved, and he coaxed patiently in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I have an identity at least, he can't touch me, and he can't touch you."

Yuan Mi nodded, but still couldn't help but tremble, "Thank you...for saving my life. I will repay you one day."

Just now, she clearly saw the murderous intent in the eyes of the eldest emperor. If it weren't for Ji Cheng, the Turkic prince, she might not be alive.

Thinking of this, Yuan Mi felt increasingly bitter.

Ji Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at her, speaking calmly, "What are you thinking about?"

Yuan Mi pursed his lips, and his voice was filled with a hint of crying, "Brother the Emperor... he loved me very much when he was young."

Ji Cheng paused, looked at her tearful eyes, moved his lips, but didn't know how to comfort her.

Thousands of words turned into just a sigh.

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Yangxindian

Seeing that Zhang De had not returned for a long time, the emperor became more and more agitated and paced back and forth in the palace.

There was the sound of swords clashing outside, and the emperor didn't know who was losing or winning, and he couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

The next moment, the palace door was knocked open, the broken door panel fell to the ground together with the moonlight, and the smelly air instantly poured into the house.

The emperor was shocked, turned around quickly, raised his eyes, and saw Yuan Chi, who looked exactly like himself.

Yuan Chi smiled evilly, holding a long sword in his hand, with blood dripping from the tip of the sword, and stepped into the room step by step, his body trembling slightly because of the excitement.

"Father, I have finally found you."