Chapter 167
The door of the wing room in the backyard was tightly closed, and there were only two maids serving Hou Yongzhen, and now those two maids are not there, Hong Hong was sent out by Wang Zhier, therefore, only Yongzhen and Wang Zhier were in the wing room.

Looking at the closed wing, Li Jiong's hands were trembling. Just now he was still thinking in his heart that she couldn't be one of those missing women.

He kicked open the door.

There was no one in the room, an overturned teacup fell on the coffee table, dripping water dripped down, and the teacup was still steaming, showing that the host left in a hurry.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, it was her smell, but the person she was smiling just now had disappeared.

The air in the room suddenly dropped a few degrees.

Mu Shan stepped forward trembling, not daring to look at Li Jiong's cold face, and said: "My lord, they must not have gone far, they are still hiding in the palace!"

Li Jiong struck with one palm, and the opposite bed flew up, revealing a dark hole, the edge of the hole was uneven, there were traces of fresh sand, it was obviously newly dug.

"check!"

Amidst the thundering dust, Li Jiong's icy voice seemed to contain ice chips.

Gu Hai and Mu Shan hurriedly jumped down, and the other guards were even more silent, without Li Jiong's order, they started to check around with the Xieliu Palace as the center.

After a while, Gu Hai and Mu Shan walked in from the outside, their heads and faces were covered with dust, and they said to Li Jiong, "My lord, this tunnel is not long, once it reaches the courtyard wall of the Xieliu Palace, it will disappear. Down outside, I found traces of someone being dragged away."

Li Jiong's face was gloomy, and he hurried out.

Gu Hai and Mu Shan hurriedly followed.

……

The room was filled with burning incense, Mu Qingcheng leaned on the couch, looked at the person sitting across from him, smiled and said nothing.

Wang Zhier's eyes were confused, and she turned her head left and right to look, as if she had just seen the person sitting opposite, she was startled, and sat up straight, "I, I, I, how could I be here? here?"

Mu Qingcheng smiled gently, her handsome face was like a breeze blowing across the lake, she was unbelievably beautiful, and she said politely: "My lord invited you here."

Wang Zhi'er stood up from the couch all of a sudden, clasped her arms with both hands, and stared at him with wide eyes, with a look of embarrassment on her face, "Shenhou, you have gone too far."

After all, it is a woman, no matter how smart she is, she will always feel flustered when encountering such a situation.

The smile on Mu Qingcheng's face deepened, with a little pampering, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of ruining your reputation? You are always a member of this lord, and this lord will not dislike you!"

Wang Zhi'er's face turned red and red, and the anger in her eyes deepened, and she said, "Did the eighth princess rob me?"

Mu Qingcheng admired her instant calmness, clapped his hands and said: "That's it, this is the woman who is worthy of being this Marquis. Ben Hou originally planned to let you be my decent wife, but who knows, you just want to make trouble. I have lost my title as wife, there is no other way, this Marquis has no choice but to make you a concubine."

Mu Qingcheng reached out and took the jade pendant sitting on the coffee table, as if thinking of something funny, said: "Did your elder brother steal this jade pendant, or did you steal it?"

Wang Zhier bit her lips tightly and stared at him angrily.

"Don't tell me?" Mu Qingcheng said, "Benhou hid this jade pendant next to his body, and was led away by someone. I didn't know until the queen took this blood-stained jade pendant and handed it to me. Framed."

He hooked the jade pendant with his fingers, and dangled it under the light. The jade pendant was shining brightly, his skin was like jade, and he had a warm smile.

Wang Zhi'er took a step back and shook her head again and again, "I don't know, God, I don't know."

Mu Qingcheng threw the jade pendant on the tea table casually, and looked at her with his chin resting on his hands, "Zhier's current appearance really makes me feel sorry for her."

Wang Zhier took another step back, her legs reached the edge of the bench, and she blinked to look at the door.

Seeing her action clearly, Mu Qingcheng was a little happy, and the corners of her mouth turned up, "Zhi'er, you really don't like staying with Benhou."

Wang Zhi'er snorted, stopped, and looked at him for the first time: "I now understand a little bit what Shenhou wants."

Mu Qingcheng stared at her with interest, "Really?"

Wang Zhi'er smiled, gentle and kind, "I can promise anything to Shenhou, but Shenhou has to promise me one thing!"

Mu Qingcheng nodded and smiled, "This is the eldest lady of the Wang family, she won't be at a disadvantage no matter what she does, well, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Wang Zhier gritted her teeth, "Shenhou invited the Eighth Princess to come up, I have something to ask her."

Mu Qingcheng stared at her for a while, then clapped her hands.

After a while, two servants led Yongzhen into the hall.

Yongzhen has already changed into a new outfit, her face is delicately made up, she doesn't look like she was in a mess just now.

Seeing Wang Zhi'er standing in the middle of the room, she just smiled, and the corners of her mouth showed some meanness, "Miss Wang, you also have today..."

Before she finished speaking, Wang Zhi'er pounced forward, grabbed her hair, slapped her on the face, and patched her feet a few times.

After the palace people got over the initial stupefaction and pulled the two away, Yongzhen's body and face were not much different from when they were in Xieliu Palace.

Mu Qingcheng obviously thought about what would happen to Wang Zhi'er after she woke up countless times in her heart, but she never thought that this would happen to her.

He was really angry, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared.

However, Wang Zhi'er let out a sigh of relief, with an expression on her face that she was full and ready to go on the road, and that she was satisfied on the road to Huangquan after revenge, and said, "Shenhou, tell me, what do you want me to do for you? Don't say anything." Becoming your concubine or something like that, the ambition of the Marquis of God is much greater than marrying someone as a concubine."

Yongzhen covered her mouth and cried, crying, "Shenhou, you said, you will protect me!"

Mu Qingcheng gritted her teeth with hatred, so she could only comfort her, "Eighth Princess, don't be as knowledgeable as her... I have a good wound medicine here, rub it on for you, and it will fade away and swell in a while, and your face won't hurt. leave scars."

Wang Zhi'er said regretfully at the side: "I didn't get any poison on my fingernails today, or if I scratched it twice, I would feel more comfortable!"

Yongzhen cried louder, Mu Qingcheng snorted, and she made her voice smaller again.

Mu Qingcheng suddenly figured out the similarities between Wang Zhi'er and Wang Ziqin, although he still doesn't know whether his guess is true or not... These two brothers and sisters have the ability to make anger worse than life!

He stared at her, and said coldly: "Miss Wang's question about the Eighth Princess, are you done?"

Wang Zhi'er nodded, and said sincerely: "I wanted to ask you a few more questions, but Shenhou's hands and feet were too fast, and I didn't have time."

Mu Qingcheng almost looked up, how could there be that cat and mouse in his heart?
Just imagine, he was originally a cat and wanted to tease Wang Zhier like a mouse, but the mouse suddenly transformed into a big dog...

Mu Qingcheng said: "Okay, since Ms. Wang is quick to talk, it is true that the Marquis wants to marry you. Unfortunately, Miss Wang doesn't know how to flatter you, so I have no choice but to take action."

As soon as he waved his hand, Yongzhen was pulled out, and everyone else retreated, only the two of them were left in the room.

Wang Zhi'er's eyes were wide open, she stared at him, saw that he was starting to untie his belt, she became frightened, she sat down on the bench, pointed at him and said, "You, you, don't come here!"

Mu Qingcheng was deceived by her expression just once, causing Yongzhen to be torn and beaten, how could he be deceived a second time, loosened the belt he was holding in his hand, and began to undo the outer skirt of his clothes, saying coldly : "Zhi'er, even though I can't marry you, I will love you well. If you become my lantern, it will be the most beautiful lantern."

What he said made Wang Zhier's hair stand on end. What did he mean, if he got tired of her, he would make her into a lantern and hang it up?

In the blink of an eye, Mu Qingcheng took off her shirt and cornered her with a few steps.

Yiren's flowery face was right in front of her eyes, Mu Qing stroked her fingers, slid over her bright red lips, and hugged her waist with her left hand, Wang Zhier kicked her away, but his legs caught her instead, Let her only stand in the independent posture of a golden rooster.

The stubbornness and panic in Wang Zhier's eyes pleased him, and a trace of cruelty slipped through his eyes. One hand fixed her, and the other hand came to her lapel.

Feeling something hard pressed against her lower abdomen, Wang Zhi'er's face turned red.

Shouted in panic: "Don't, don't, Mu Qingcheng, you are a god, how can you force a weak woman?"

Mu Qingcheng smiled coldly, and a faint passion ignited in his eyes, "This Marquis never forces anyone, except you."

As he said that, he kissed her. Wang Zhier dodged left and right, anxious in her heart, why didn't she come?
The door of the main hall was knocked open with a bang.

In the dark, the room suddenly became bright, Mu Qingcheng's face showed a trace of astonishment, and when he looked back, there was a strong attack, and he was hit against the wall before he had time to react.

Wang Zhi'er was held in Li Jiong's arms, and he looked her up and down carefully, his eyes full of anger.

Wang Zhi'er swallowed her saliva, feeling a little scared: Mommy, I'm not your property, what's the matter with your depressed face?
She struggled twice and broke free from Li Jiong's arms... To be exact, Li Jiong had something to do, so he let her go for now.

When she could see clearly, Li Jiong and Mu Qingcheng were fighting together.

After watching for a while, Wang Zhi'er fully understood why Mu Qingcheng was so jealous of Li Jiong.

In her opinion, Mu Qingcheng's martial arts can be considered high, and he can be regarded as a master of martial arts.

But in front of Li Jionggen, it was not enough to beat... It was completely one-sided beating, dripping with joy, punching to the flesh.

After a while, Mu Qingcheng's handsome face was so swollen that he could no longer see his handsome appearance, and turned into a real pig's head.

Wang Zhier heard the sound of bones breaking.

It was Gu Hai who came forward to remind, "My lord, you can't fight anymore. If you fight again, Shenhou will really become a flying fairy. It doesn't matter if he dies. The death of the prince will not be found out."

(End of this chapter)

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