C5 (2/2)

She stood on the green tiles, her hair lifted by the night wind, and she saw a corner of the palace, where someone was drinking alone under a low wall, and she froze.

”Lord?” Lian Qingzhi's voice carried uncertainty.

Xi Mohan looked at Lian Qingzhi who was on the wall, hooked a finger at her, and then jumped down.

He put down his wine jug and sat on the dry grass in the corner, resting one hand on his chin and watching her with amusement.

This was the first time he looked at her seriously. Lian Qingzhi blushed a little, and was at a loss of what to do. She lowered her head and said stupidly, ”Lord, this place is cold.

This was an unintentional sentence, and Lian Qingzhi was basically not a scheming person. But once she said it, even she felt that something was amiss, and her face became even redder. She anxiously tugged at the corner of her clothes, wishing that she could burrow into the ground.

When Xi Mohan saw her distressed look, he laughed out loud. He got up and pulled her into his embrace, then said in a low and hoarse voice, ”You're in love with me, and you actually, are in love with me!”

Lian Qingzhi's breathing quickened. Love? I don't know, she doesn't know what love is.

He had never kissed her, never held her, but his arms were so warm that she wanted to cry.

Looking at her flushed face, Xi Mohan suddenly grabbed Lian Qingzhi's arm and warned her: ”I will teach you martial arts, military tactics, and the laws of survival, but have I ever taught you to never love someone so lowly, no matter who that person is!”

Lian Qingzhi looked at him in fear and said with a trembling voice, ”Lord, you should go back now. Empress Liu is waiting for you!”

Xi Mohan squinted his eyes, staring straight at Qing Ling's eyes. They were black and white, without any impurities, but these eyes lacked a crafty look, and were not the person he liked, nor was it!

”Never teach your Lord how to work. Your Lord doesn't have anything that he shouldn't do, only whether or not he wants to!”

He tidied up his clothes and a pill appeared on his fingertip. He squatted down and placed the pill next to her lips, patting her cheek as if he was coaxing a pet, ”Be good and swallow the pill!”

Lian Qingzhi was like a puppet, unconsciously opening her lips, and before Xi Mohan could put the pill into her mouth, the shout of a guard came from afar, ”Not good, Empress Liu has committed suicide …”

Xi Mohan's hand trembled slightly, and the pill had already fallen onto the ground. His expression became extremely ugly, and he muttered under his thin lips, ”Susu …”

Lian Qingzhi looked at the pill on the ground that prevented him from getting pregnant, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

The wind lifted her ragged clothes as she propped herself up against the wall.

Not far away, a pair of worried eyes were fixated on her. She followed their gazes and saw Zhou Jing in the dark.