Mo Su was in his arms and had not closed his eyes all night. It should be an instinctive sense of insecurity. She wasn’t sure whether he was really asleep or just a shallow sleep.
So, she didn’t do anything rashly.
I just watched him like this all night, and it was not until dawn that she moved away the arm holding her waist and had just gotten up and got out of bed.
Suddenly she was grabbed by her wrist. She frowned. As expected, she was just a shallow sleep. She simply didn’t have the impulse to kill him and alarm the enemy.
The next moment she was pulled onto the bed, pressing down his heavy body, Mo Su looked at him, “It’s not just about sleeping with you.”
Qing Yan thought she was about to leave, and just woke up from the nightmare on the day Yinling died. The first awakening voice was a little hoarse, “Sleeping with me, there are many meanings.”
He obviously regarded her as Yinling.
Mo Su lowered his eyebrows, “My bottom line is like last night.”
After hearing this, Qingyan raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek. He had never done this to her before, or even gentle. There is a saying that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. When he wants to do this, she is gone.
Feeling the slight itch on his face, Mo Su obviously wanted to push him away, “Don’t touch me with your hand.”
He suppressed her hand and stopped touching her again, and said indifferently, “I want to touch you, you can’t stop it even if you stop it, so don’t play with me and refuse.”
Mo Su snorted coldly in his heart. There must be a limit for anyone who wants to refuse or welcome narcissism. If you don’t want to touch her, then what was his hand doing just now, and what happened to the previous kiss.
She was so simple that she obviously didn’t think of another meaning.
Seeing him let go of himself, get out of the ice bed and leave the ice room, Mo Su slowly got up, sat on the ice bed for a while before opening the secret room, and went in and took a look at the ice coffin.
As a result, Yinling’s body, which is her own body, disappeared.
Could it be that Qingyan was really dealt with?
Yunque Pavilion.
Yeyue, who had just returned from the world, was still holding candied haws in her hand. She came to find Qing Yan as soon as she came back. When she heard Qin said he was here, she rushed over immediately.
“He also drank today.” Ye Yue put down the candied haws in her hand, and her happy eyebrows were stained with a layer of worry.
“No.” Qin replied to her, then took the candied haws for her and signaled her to go in, “But it’s a bit abnormal, you’d better go and accompany him.”
“Tell me first, is something happened?” Ye Yue said in confusion, obviously feeling something was going on, otherwise how could Qing Yan be so abnormal.
“He disposes Yinling’s body and no longer puts it in the ice coffin.” Qin lowered his eyes. After this period, I’m afraid everyone in Yuyan Palace knew something.
That is Silver Ling’s death, how big the blow to him is and how important it is.
“Why did he do this?” Ye Yue seemed to not believe that he had put down the silver bell so easily.
“Recently, a woman who looks exactly like Yinling came. Maybe she was confused by Lord Qingyan’s heart.” Qin lowered his head. The reason for saying this was because that woman almost killed Mu.
Even if that kind Yinling was alive, it would not be possible to attack them.
That Mo Su just had the same face. It could not be her, or it could be the enemy who sent her to confuse Qingyan.
“A woman who is exactly the same as Yinling” Ye Yue frowned and said, “Is there a person who is exactly the same in this world?”