Quick-wearing Full-time Male Two [gl]

On the day Chu Rou received the letter of Mu Qing's disappearance, her right eyelid twitched heavily. She, who had never changed her face before the landslide, changed her face for the first time.

She is sure that Mu Qing's disappearance must be related to her.

She lowered her head, and remembered the bit by bit of getting along with Mu Qing in the past two years.

Unfortunately, there are almost no pleasant memories.

Mu Qing had always resisted her, and rarely showed a sincere smile in front of her. Only in front of Fu Yi would he talk and laugh unreservedly.

She clearly doesn't like herself...

I don't like it, but I can't let it go...?

She started talking to herself.

"...You are not happy with the arranged ending, thinking about going to the palace to die, isn't it stupid..."

"... Saying that you will only do bad things to me, but you just don't listen, thinking you can help me..."

"What should I do with you..."

Chu Rou suddenly bent her eyes and smiled: "You can't let go of me like this, so how can I bear to call those filthy people..."

**

Mu Qing sitting on the inner dragon bed suddenly sneezed.

She only found out after leaving Fuyi that her portrait was posted on the bulletin board in the capital.

Song Qian is looking for her everywhere.

But neither Fu Yi nor Chu Rou revealed this to him.

After seeing the announcement, Mu Qing didn't know for a while whether to be happy or sad.

Song Qian remembered her, indicating that her face was still useful, and it was not a problem to at least act as a beauty. So I can still help Chu Rou one or two in the future.

I just thought that Song Qian would be lewd by Song Qian for a long time, and I felt very sick.

Therefore, Mu Qing thought to write a letter with Liang Zhong in the palace.

She was sent to the palace the night the letter was sent.

Waited to take a shower and change clothes, and finally sent to Song Qian's bedroom.

At the moment, she was only wearing a gauze dress all over her body, her exquisite figure was looming, she was so bloody.

Mu Qing was very uncomfortable with this dress, always felt that wearing it was the same as not wearing it, but had to endure, motionless, waiting for the emperor's luck.

Just when she waited very impatiently, someone from outside opened the door and came in. Listening to the footsteps, there are two people here, one after the other.

Song Qian should be walking in the front, and his personal **** should be walking in the back.

Chu Rou was also one of Song Qian's personal eunuchs, and she was favored.

Mu Qing didn't know if she was outside.

In case it was her...

As long as she thought that the person outside might be Chu Rou, she felt extremely ashamed and embarrassed.

What would Chu Rou think if she saw her appearance?

The sound of footsteps came to the door of the inner room, with a creak, and opened the door with both hands.

Through the layers of curtains in front of the bed, Mu Qing could see that the one next to Song Qian was Chu Rou who was good.

She lowered her head and bowed her waist, her eyes and mouth were smiling, a flattering smirk. He was not distracted to look at Mu Qing, nor could he be distracted to look at Mu Qing.

Mu Qing's heart suddenly raised her throat, and she didn't know whether it was nervous Yu Song Qian or Chu Rou.

She was on guard, clutching the hallucinogenic spray equipped with the Hades in her hand, planning to spray Song Qian on his face as soon as she appeared.

Tensed, she could only see Song Qian talking to Chu Rou, but could not hear anything.

After Song Qian finished speaking, he took a step inside.

Immediately afterwards, something that Mu Qing didn't intend to happen happened.

Chu Rou suddenly opened her mouth and shouted at Song Qian.

Song Qian turned his head when he heard the words, and happened to be sprayed by the mist from Chu Rou's mouth, and then a dagger pierced his chest.

At the same time that the dagger pierced Song Qian's chest, a dark arrow shot from the roof and pierced Chu Rou's knife-holding wrist.

The two sounds of sharp weapons deep into flesh and blood sounded at the same time.

Song Qian's face became distorted with pain and fear.

Chu Rou showed a half-liberated smile.

Song Qian completely forgot the beauty who was still waiting for his luck, and shouted in horror: "Come on! Hurry...well!"

These words seemed to activate Mu Qing's hearing mechanism. She recovered from the state of excessive tension, stood up in shock, and ran towards Chu Rou.

At this time, Chu Rou finally looked at Mu Qing, gave her a soothing smile, and pushed the injured Song Qian towards Mu Qing.

At the same time, someone broke in from the door and took down the injured Chu Rou.

Mu Qing was knocked down by Song Qian and was held tightly by him.

"Help...help..."

She wanted to push Song Qian away, and she wanted to run to Chu Rou, but she couldn't stop Song Qian's survival consciousness after stepping into the ghost gate, making her unable to push her.

Mu Qing looked at Chu Rou while trying to get rid of each other.

Mu Qing, who had never understood Chu Rou's intentions, saw the meaning in the other's eyes for the first time.

Her eyes were saying: "I have committed the crime of killing the king, stay away from me."

The next moment, blood suddenly spilled from the corner of her mouth.

At the beginning, it was just a blood stain, and soon he opened his mouth and spewed a large mouthful of blood.

Blood spurted on the ground in front of her, and the area continued to expand.

Mu Qing was irritated by the **** color, and she was motionless as if struck by lightning.

There was a vague impression in her mind-Chu Rou had taken poison.

Compared with the ending of the novel that became the founding queen, recorded in the annals of history, for countless future generations to admire, it is extremely tragic.

"Why..." Mu Qing heard her unconsciously ask.

Chu Rou was already lying on the ground, completely silent.

Song Qian who died with her was also holding on to Mu Qing.

There was a commotion around, and the guards and eunuchs were screaming, crying, and running.

Only Mu Qing knelt on the ground, her eyes fixed on Chu Rou's body, motionless.

What awakened her physical function was when the guards began to move Chu Rou's body.

Mu Qing's expression changed from emptiness to cruel, almost jumping up to kill the person who was about to touch Chu Rou, but suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and then fainted.

After waking up again, she was lying in an abandoned ruined temple, her eyes were hollow and lacklustre.

Fu Yi was sitting next to her, bandaging the wound by the crunching fire.

Strangely, at this moment, Mu Qing found that her thinking was extremely clear.

It should be that Fu Yi gave her anesthetic and caused her to faint before she showed the action of knowing Chu Rou.

"Is she calling you?" Mu Qing asked calmly, with a dull expression.

The flicking action stopped for a moment, and then the medicine continued: "Yes."

"What did she arrange?"

"As you can see, she killed the emperor."

"Where's her body?"

"...After being whipped two hundred corpses, she threw them outside the city to feed the dogs. When my people arrived, her corpse was already...the only thing that was brought back."

After Fuyi was bandaged, he took out a fist-sized porcelain jar from his arms. "Inside are her ashes."

Mu Qing took it silently, held it in his palm, and stared blankly.

"I killed her." Mu Qing murmured, but did not cry.

"I have to go back, go back immediately, maybe I can find her again." After Mu Qing said this, she lay on the straw mat again with the urn in her hands.

Fu Yi didn't understand the meaning of her words, so she could only sigh: "People can't come back from the dead, so we are sorry."

After that, he walked outside the temple alone, intending to ask Mu Qing to be alone.

She stayed outside all night, and did not go back to the temple until it was light.

However, there was no Mu Qing in the temple.

Mu Qing disappeared from her again, together with the fist-sized urn, without a trace.

That was the last time Fu Yi saw Mu Qing.

**

Holding the urn, Mu Qing hurried back to the Hades and went straight to the office of Director Xu Yan.

"Director, I want to apply for family qualifications for Chu Rou! I am going to..."

Xu Yan seemed to have known what would happen, and there was not a hint of surprise in his expression.

He only said one sentence to Mu Qing: "I have told you many times, people are from heaven, and I can't control them."

Only when Mu Qing was about to refute, did he understand the meaning of Xu Yan's words.

"Heavenly, you mean..."

Xu Yan shook his head and looked very iron and steel: "Thanks to your little fairy, your rating this time is e again."

If ordinary people are like Mu Qing and give him an e three times in a row, Xu Yan will fire him early.

However, this time, it can't be regarded as Mu Qing's fault alone. She still has the heart to follow the plot, but she won't let it.

Furthermore, even if the responsibility was attributed to Mu Qing, Xu Yan could not expel him.

Who calls people is covered by someone.

Mu Qing knew that the little fairy was Chu Rou, and after a while, she opened her mouth and cried.

"I killed her...wow...she didn't have to die...wow..."

Xu Yan didn't feel distressed when she saw her crying, but felt relieved.

After Chu Rou died, this guy had forgotten to cry with a shocked look. Now that I can cry, I have a mouth to vent my emotions, which is better than having no expression at all.

Anyway, in Xu Yan's opinion, Mu Qing's bold temperament is really not suitable for a blank expression.

Xu Yan patted Mu Qing on the shoulder: "Okay, if you are okay, go back and prepare quickly. I will make arrangements for you next time to work, so that you can relax."

Mu Qing sniffed, holding the urn, nodded pitifully, and wanted to leave.

"Oh! Wait!" Xu Yan stopped her.

When Mu Qing turned around, Xu Yan pulled out the urn in his arms.

Mu Qing subconsciously wanted to grab it, but was stopped by Xu Yan with one hand: "Wait, this is your urn?"

When he said this, Mu Qing remembered that Chu Rou had died tragically for her, her mouth was open, and she wanted to cry again.

"Stop! Stop! My grandma! Don't you cry first!" Xu Yan hurriedly comforted, and opened the urn at the same time.

Inside was white ash, and a few broken bones.

"You ate it." Xu Yan handed the urn to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing blinked, tears returned to her eyes because of consternation, and by the way, he said, "Hiccup?"

Xu Yan stated again: "I said, I ate it. This is reserved for you by your family. Eating it is good for you?"

Mu Qing saw that he didn't mean to be joking, and silently took the ashes.

"What I wanted to confess..."

"For the head! How can there be memorials to the dead in the Underworld?"

Mu Qing: "..."

Looking at the urn, she picked out a phalanx from the inside, and then fell down in front of Xu Yan's face with the mouth of the bottle facing her mouth.

I thought I would eat a gray nose. Who expected the contents of the urn before the entrance, Quan turned into a water-like liquid, and slid down Mu Qing's throat.

It's a bit sweet.

Mu Qing looked at the empty urn in surprise, not knowing why.

"The body hasn't changed much." She said to the opposite Xu Yan, "After eating, I feel a little...and...no..."

Suddenly, Mu Qing felt dizzy, and the next moment he fell straight down, still holding the phalanx tightly in his hand.

Fortunately, Xu Yan caught her in time and didn't tell her to fall to the ground.

"It really took a lot of trouble to come back." Xu Yan said with a headache, but still took the person home without complaint.

It took him a while to take out the phalanx from Mu Qing's hand.

"I heard that she was a very rich and rich woman..." Xu Yan said as he tried a spell on the phalanx, "You have to remember my favor so that I can also buy a unique A villa..."

A red string penetrated the phalanx, without any trace of connection.

Xu Yan put the made phalanx necklace on Mu Qing's neck, and the red string automatically shrunk to a suitable size. The phalanx that fell on Mu Qing's collarbone flashed, returning to silence.

After doing all this, Xu Yan moved his gaze to Mu Qing's hand.

A broken red string was tied to her little finger.

Xu Yan dragged the red rope up, "I heard that someone has led to a marriage for you, if you go on well..." He sighed, "The good marriage has all been harmed by your little fairy!"

But unlike the tone of his sigh, his eyes were full of gloat.

Mu Qing trembled in her sleep and couldn't help but shrank into the bed.