Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Before Fu Liang could answer, Qin Mu had already disappeared from the window, leaving only the creaking sound of the wind blowing through the window lattice.

"Ah—it hurts."

Yu Jun hugged his bloody right arm and curled up on the ground in pain.

"Master Yu, you must hold on." Qiu Langjun knelt beside him and cried.

Fu Liang hurried to his side, Yu Jun was sweating from the pain, his cheeks and lips were bloodless.

"What are you two doing standing there? Hurry up and call the doctor." Fu Liang anxiously shouted at the two young gentlemen.

The two young gentlemen were so frightened that their minds went blank, they nodded hurriedly, got up and stumbled out to call for someone.

Fu Liang calmly tore off the fabric of a corner of his clothes, and pressed it on Yu Jun's bleeding wound: "Don't worry, this is just a small injury, you can't bear the pain, what a man you are."

Yu Junxu heard his voice, opened his eyes with a small slit, and made a muffled sound from his throat.

Qin Mu caught up with the man in black in just an instant.

The lightness skills of the shadow guards are extraordinary, and the man in black is also a shadow guard, otherwise Qin Mu wouldn't have spent some effort to catch up to him.

The man in black was hit hard on the back by Qin Mu, and was kicked into a remote dead end.

He was sitting on the ground, with his back against the cold stone brick wall, his right hand covering his heart, and Qin Mu was playing with the knife in his hand boredly at the moment.

The man in black took off his veil, looked at Qin Mu with a pale face, gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "Why didn't you follow the plan? Why did you put us to death? Why?"

The moon was bright and the wind was clear, Qin Mu stood tall and straight in front of the man in black, pointing the tip of the long sword in his right hand at the man in black, he said with a soft smile, "It's very simple, because I want to kill people, especially... .”

"You...Qin Mu...you really are a lunatic." The man in black glared at him angrily, "You will have retribution..."

The long sword pierced his throat, and the bloody tip of the sword pierced into the wall. Qin Mu licked his lips and smiled sickly: "Retribution? It's like you have fewer lives in your hands than me. Maybe... the emperor Is it crazy enough to take a fancy to me? Huh?"

Of course the man in black, who was already dead, would not answer him.

Qin Mu pulled out his long sword, the blade of which was covered with horrific frost under the moonlight, he took out a snow-white silk handkerchief from his waist, and carefully wiped the blood on it.

"Anyway, it's not very useful to keep the two of you. If you die, you will die. Who will feel bad? It is your honor to die under my sword."

While talking to himself, he approached the man in black, grabbed him and carried him on his shoulders: "Looks like I can have an extra meal tonight."

Although the wound was deep and bled a lot, Yu Jun's right arm was saved.

The doctor bandaged his arm like a rice dumpling for the Dragon Boat Festival, and told him not to act rashly for at least a month. Fu Liang sent people from Qingshan Pavilion to inform Shang Shufu to pick him up. Come and escort in person.

Not only did he feel sorry for Yu Jun's injury, but he also hated the prodigal son for his lack of strength. He even angered Fu Liang, thinking that Fu Liang, who played songs every night and didn't think about making progress, led his son down.

However, turning his anger back to his anger, he was still kind to Fu Liang on the surface, and even thoughtfully asked Shang Shufu's carriage to take Fu Liang back to Prince Ning's Mansion.

When Fu Liang returned to Prince Ning's mansion, it was past time, but Qin Mu, who claimed to protect him personally, did not return for a long time.

Probably because Qin Mu and Song Jingyuan looked so much alike, Fu Liang couldn't sleep peacefully, so he sat by the round table in the bedroom, wearing a long jade-colored gown, and waited.

The dew was even deeper, and the late-night wind blew away the smell of alcohol on my body, and the rustling insects rang out from the grass in the flower bed, mixed with the wind.

In the past, he never found it difficult to stay up all night when he was working, meeting and playing games. Sometimes he was too excited and would have the illusion that the night would pass by in the blink of an eye.

But now, because he was worried about Qin Mu's safety, he really realized that the long night was so difficult.

The sky gradually turned pale. Fu Liang rested his left elbow on the table, and pressed his slightly bent fingers against his temples. His brows were always furrowed, as if he was entangled in a nightmare.

With the light floral fragrance of the morning dew and the light of the sky caressing his cheeks, Fu Liang opened his eyes in a jerk. The wide-open double doors were still the same as last night, and the sky was not completely clear, still fuzzy leaden white.

Fu Liang clenched his fists, intending to summon the guards in the mansion to find Qin Mu's whereabouts, and couldn't help regretting that he should have done so last night.

However, just as he was thinking, a black figure suddenly appeared at the door of the room...

His eyes were backlit, so he couldn't see the face of the person coming, but he recognized that the person was Qin Mu just by his tall and straight figure.

"Why did you come back so late?"

Fu Liang got up and said angrily, the clothes draped over his shoulders slipped to the ground.

Qin Mu was a little speechless, turned his head to look at the dimly lit sky, and sneered solemnly: "Your Highness, it's obviously very early at this time."

Fu Liang was choked by him: "Didn't you chase after the man in black last night? Did you catch up..."

Qin Mu thought about the corpse he threw into the river, smiled and nodded: "Of course."

"Then why don't you bring him back? This king wants to know who is behind the scenes."

Fu Liang looked straight at him, and slowly approached, Qin Mujunxiu's face gradually became clear.

"That's it... You didn't say it earlier..." Qin Mu scratched his temple with his right hand in embarrassment, and touched his abdomen with his left hand, "But my subordinates have already killed him, why don't you go and get the body back now? I'm afraid he has already been killed. rushed away."

"Uh..." Fu Liang was so angry that he swallowed, "Are you injured?"

"How is it possible?" Qin Mu leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, raised his eyebrows and smiled teasingly, "Is Your Highness caring about your subordinates, or looking down on them?"

"Since you were not injured, why did it take you so long to return home?"

Fu Liang's question went back to the original point, "Didn't the emperor ask you to protect the king personally? This is how you protect the king?"

Qin Mu suddenly felt a pain in his head, his eyes fell on the long gown on the ground, and then subconsciously looked at Fu Liang's blue and tired eye circles, pursed his lips and thought for a while: "Your Majesty, you don't need to be harsh on your subordinates, but your subordinates are curious. Your Highness is Did you stay up all night to wait for your subordinates?"

Fu Liang's hands on the back of his waist were clenched into fists, and his cheeks were sour, like a thief who was caught on the spot in embarrassment.

"This time it's Qin Huwei, you're thinking too much..." Fu Liang looked away without a trace, gritted his teeth and replied, "This king is just disturbed by the assassination incident last night, so he didn't sleep well, so he got up early and sat down for a while. "

Qin Mu smiled reassuringly: "That's good, otherwise it's disgusting."

Fu Liang: "..."

Qin Mu turned and walked towards the garden. The fresh air filled with dew made him feel refreshed, but he tilted his head in confusion, his eyes were clear and curious. As long as he could remember, he had never looked at to the scene where people are waiting.

It seems that he has no home... Onitsuka Gate is not a home, it is a grave.

There, there is only tit-for-tat and survival of the fittest, and the countless bones and blood are the scenery he has stepped on along the way.

And the most beautiful scenery is the moment when he slashes his master with his hands, and kills his master to prove the Tao.