I Broke Through Again

   Chapter 47 Waiting for the Horse at Night

   "This marquis accidentally got a three-colored moonflower grass. It was rare to come to Xianyang, so I brought it here and wanted to give it to the Mu family. It can be regarded as finding the best owner for this exotic grass."

  The Marquis of Qingyang waved to the door, and a servant came in with a white-striped flower pot holding clay pottery in his hand.

   In that pot there is a green grass, half a foot high, divided into three stems, slender and delicate.

The most amazing thing about    is the moon halo-like shimmer that circulates through the whole body, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

   "This three-colored moonflower grass is the most interesting at night. It can draw the moonflower around the three main stems and slowly rotate, like a bright moon falling into the world." The Marquis of Qingyang introduced.

   Mu Yangjing was born in the Shennong clan, and was used to seeing exotic flowers and plants, so he just glanced at it lightly, but was not moved.

   However, there was also a little brilliance in her cold eyes, and she obviously liked this three-colored moonlight.

   But Mu Yangjing was very thoughtful, and the Duke of Qingyang came to the door to give gifts, and combined with his identity as an envoy from Qi, it was not difficult to guess his purpose.

   If you take other people's things, you must help them.

   Mu Yangjing was about to refuse, but he didn't want Zhao Huaizhong to say, "I also like this pot of plants and trees. Why don't you hand it over to me, Lord Hou."

  Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and as Zhao Huaizhong, since he opened his mouth, he couldn't bear to refuse, and said, "It is an honor for this three-colored Yuehua to be delighted by the prince.

  If you don't mind Mu, you should give it to the prince. "

   Zhao Huaizhong was not polite at all, and motioned Liu Qi, the tool man behind him, to step forward and bring the pot over.

  嫪毐 sat next to the Marquis of Qingyang with a shy look on his face, silently watching Zhao Huaizhong's operations, but he couldn't help but cheer.

   Zhao Huaizhong wanted to leave Sancai Yuehua, precisely because he saw that Mu Yangjing liked it very much, so he asked to go there, so that Mu Yangjing would not have to accept the favor of Jiangyu, Hou Qingyang.

  嫪毐 guessed that after they left, Zhao Huaizhong would transfer Sancai Yuehua to Mu Yangjing.

   Knowing a woman's mind like this, consider it for Mu Yangjing.

   Qingyang Hou's pot of three-colored moonflowers is equivalent to helping Zhao Huaizhong make a wedding dress.

  嫪毐 is also a master at seducing girls. Seeing the intention of Zhao Huaizhong's operation, he immediately sighed, feeling that such an extraordinary woman like Mu Yangjing might have no hope for him.

   He subconsciously raised his head to look at Jiang Yan, but saw Zhao Huaizhong's playful gaze was waiting there, as if he had guessed his mental activity, and wanted to look up at Jiang Yan at this moment, just to meet his gaze.

  嫪毐 was heartbroken, and when she met Zhao Huaizhong, she was at a loss.

   "When I came to Xianyang this time, I also prepared a gift for the prince. Since the prince is here, I can give the gift to the prince together." The Duke of Qingyang said slowly.

   "Your Majesty is too polite."

   Zhao Huai's expression was light and cloudy.

   "It's not a very precious thing. I have a daughter in Linzi, named Yan Huansha. She is good at dancing, so she gave the prince as a maid, which is also her honor." The Marquis of Qingyang has bright eyes.

   This Marquis is very bad, and gives the prince a woman at will... Jiang Yan thought with big eyes.

   Zhao Huai Center thinks that you are sending me a woman in front of Jiang Yan and Mu Yangjing. This is a sub-question.

   Zhao Dazhu Jun said righteously: "During my time in Zhao State as a hostage, I had many unavoidable situations and let down the years. After returning to Xianyang, I always warned myself that I should self-examine myself.

   Lord Hou's good intentions can only be accepted. "

   Zhao Huaizhong not only rejected the move of the Marquis of Qingyang to send the woman, but also brushed the wave character design.

  Jiang Ling's light-white hands lightly twisted the corners of her clothes under the table, looking forward to Zhao Huaizhong with the girl's unique agile and beautiful eyes, for some unknown reason, she felt good in her heart.

  The Marquis of Qingyang smiled and suddenly asked:

   "Does the prince know that something unusual happened in Xianyang last night?"

   Finally couldn't help but test it out... Zhao Huaizhong didn't blink a single eye, and met the gaze of Hou Zhuozhuo of Qingyang:

   "Something unusual, what does Lord Hou mean?"

  Qingyang Hou Dun was disappointed, Zhao Huaizhong's reaction was natural, and he didn't even look away for a moment.

   His temptations yielded nothing.

  Thinking about the robbery last night, the Marquis of Qingyang was restless, and he chatted a few words with Zhao Huaizhong and Mu Yangjing, who had a cold expression, and then got up to leave, not even saying the purpose of visiting Mu Yangjing.

  After leaving the Xuangu Academy together with Connie, the Marquis of Qingyang went straight back to the Jingqian Palace where Daqin arranged for the envoys to live.

  ——

   When Zhao Huaizhong left Huacaoju, it was already dark.

   He did not return to Xianyang Palace, but came to Ye Yufu again.

   "The Yue Nujiao and the Marquis of Qingyang broke up last night, and now each other is sending people to closely monitor each other, should we do something?"

   The person who asked the question was Mu Qingkong, who was wearing a light blue gown and spoke softly.

  Xia Xin, who was tall and strong, was standing beside him.

   Baiyao, as the deputy secretary of Ye Yu, has a lot of things to deal with. Zhao Huaizhong's next plan will be carried out by Mu Qingkong and Xia Xin.

   "Go, bring people back." Zhao Huaizhong nodded lightly.

  ——

After   嫪毐 came out of Huacaoju, she came to Xiaoqin Building again.

   There was a dull smell in the air, and drizzle fell from the sky.

   Xiying in a red dress was sitting by the window, her straight back highlighted her stalwart mind, and her pretty face was full of melancholy.

   Like the Marquis of Qingyang, Xiying stayed up all night, thinking about what happened last night.

When she saw Connie walk into the courtyard of the Xiaoqin Building she borrowed from outside, she said unsurprisingly, "Qingyang Hou asked you to be a lobbyist and asked me whether the incident last night was done by my Yue Nujiao. ?"

  嫪毐 cheered up his spirits and said, "I can't blame Jiang Hou for this matter. If he loses the income from the secret palace, he will definitely be held accountable by King Qi when he returns."

  Xiying suddenly said: "In your opinion, is it possible that Qin people did it?

   In the past year, Zhao Huaizhong, the Qin Chuan, took control of Ye Yufu, and it was famous for six kingdoms. This is the place of Qin people again. "

  Zhao Huaizhong... Aoyu subconsciously denied Xiying's guess:

   "It can't be Zhao Huaizhong. Although Ye Yufu is strong, he can't predict that the enemy is in front of him, and he can control the timing and route of your actions."

  Xiying was upset, and her thoughts were shaken again: "What you said makes sense. If you say that what happened last night was done by Zhao Huaizhong or Qin people, many places can't make sense, it's too reluctant."

  嫪毐 showed a faint smile: "Master Hou said that the people he brought to Qin this time were all dead soldiers, and no one would betray Qi's interests, and what happened last night was not what they did."

  Xi Ying sneered: "People's hearts are unpredictable. If Lord Hou can really see through people's hearts, he won't have to wrong me."

  嫪毐 and Xi Ying started talking.

  Unfortunately, the two of them chatted for a long time, and Xiying insisted that the robbery last night had nothing to do with Yue Nujiao.

  嫪寐 was helpless, seeing the night getting darker, she said goodbye and left.

   After he left, Xi Ying blew the oil lamp and lay down on the couch with her clothes closed, her eyes wide open in the dark, thinking silently.

   Gradually, Xiying felt sleepy.

   "Why so sleepy..."

   She suddenly felt a little bit of alertness, but her eyes seemed to be glued, heavy and heavy, and she soon closed her eyes and fell asleep.

   As soon as she closed her eyes, ghostly shadows appeared in the darkness, like ghosts.

   A total of five shadows pulled and pulled, and Xi Ying's sleeping body was quietly carried, dragged into the depths of darkness, and disappeared from the room.

  The alley opposite Xiaoqin Building, in the dark.

  Xia Xin looked at Mu Qingkong and said enviously:

"Your dreaming technique combined with the big five ghosts is really powerful. If you stare at a woman and put her to sleep, they will think that you have had a beautiful dream, and you will play it for nothing. If you see you in the future. , and will think you are her dream lover."

   Mu Qingkong said angrily: "When the task assigned by the prince is completed, you and I will have a fight."

  Xia Xin said sternly: "I suddenly remembered something, when I was sleeping last night, I also dreamed that you appeared in my dream and wanted to be happy with me.

  Tell me the truth, are you coveting my yang body, sneaking into my dreams in the middle of the night and wanting to do something wrong? "

  Mu Qingkong was suddenly inspired:

   "You're right, I'll let a horse enter your dream tonight to have a good time with you. You've washed yourself clean and ready." After that, he walked lightly.

  Xia Xin's expression changed greatly, and he hurried to catch up with Mu Qingkong: "Hey, I just said casually."

  Mu Qingkong shook his head: "Wait for the horse at night!"

  Xi Ying opened her eyes dazedly from her deep sleep, and immediately became alert, finding that the surrounding environment was unfamiliar.

   She turned over and saw a young man sitting across from him surrounded by everyone, and blurted out in horror, "Who are you?"

   (end of this chapter)