Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Returning to her Hengwu Courtyard, Yun Qian began to sip tea leisurely. The beauty held the teacup with her slender jade fingers, and tapped the coffee table lightly with her other hand. She was thinking quietly, and suddenly an idea came to her almost as soon as her head turned.

Qingxuan Pavilion wanted Mo Heng's life. Her martial arts skills were inferior to Mo Heng's, and she would definitely not be able to defeat him. Although Mo Heng now had a little affection for her, she couldn't do this. Once she made a move, she would be unable to escape. Her status was too awkward, neither up nor down, neither left nor right, and she was neither popular nor unpopular.

The most important point is that she is Mo Heng's son of destiny, and she came here for him.

She had to leave. Mo Heng was a scheming, cruel and merciless man. When it came to taking lives, he was as ruthless as the King of Hell. Her mission was not yet completed. If she died here, it would be a loss.

But she could leave alone. No matter how high Mo Heng's martial arts skills were, he couldn't watch over her every day. But she couldn't ignore her master. During those dark days in the spy camp, her master was the only person who treated her well. She could feel it.

She had thought she had lost her heart long ago, and without a heart, naturally, she had no weaknesses. But this world was different. There was someone who loved her sincerely without any ulterior motives, something she had never had before.

Mo Heng was different from his master. He loved her and cared for her, but how long could a man's love and freshness last? She didn't know, and didn't want to know. She didn't care about any of this.

Love is the most useless thing for a killer.

Mo Heng had been showering her with gifts these past few days: silks, satins, pearl hairpins, spices from the Tang Dynasty, agates from the Western Regions, all given to her as if they were free. Yun Qian, playing with a jade pendant, couldn't help but admire him. Although Mo Heng, the regent, didn't have a good reputation, the court officials feared him, the royal family was wary of him. But they had to admit that Mo Heng was capable.

Under his governance, the country's territory expanded significantly compared to the past, countless small countries voluntarily surrendered, countless vassal states came to pay tribute every year, the country was peaceful and the people were prosperous.

But all this will soon have nothing to do with her. Except for hard currencies such as gold and silver, she will not be able to take away other good things. After all, which pawnshop dares to accept tribute?

However, let's talk about the future later. This does not affect Yun Qian's daily beauty. The ancients' skills and aesthetics are also first-class. How can it not be a wonderful experience to be able to use the treasures collected in modern museums?

After dinner today, Mo Heng came to Yun Qian's courtyard to look for her. Yun Qian greeted the gentleman with a gentle and obedient expression: "Your Highness, you are here."

In reality, he felt a bit complicated, so he called out to the system and asked, "System, my baby is not even three months old yet. What if he wants to do some exercise?"

"...Well, it's okay, host. Our system provides protection. Ahem."

"Oh," Yun Qian said as if suddenly realizing something, "So you mean you can rest assured about that, right? Okay, I get it."

system:……

Sitting down facing Mo Heng, Yun Qian looked at him with starry eyes in admiration, causing Mo Heng to cough uncomfortably, his ears slightly reddening as he asked, "Why, is there something written on my face?"

"No, Yun Qian just thinks that the prince is getting more handsome." Yun Qian raised her hand to pour tea for Mo Heng and flattered him very naturally.

It came again, that feeling came again. There was obviously nothing wrong with her behavior, but he felt that Yun Qian had the feeling of a superior who was in control of everything, as if she didn't care about anything in front of her, including him.

He was doubtful but tried hard to put it aside. No matter what, once he had decided on someone, he would not let go, nor would he allow Yun Qian to let go.

Thinking of this, he could no longer suppress the violence and excitement in his heart, and picked up Yun Qian and walked towards the bed.

Yun Qian: I knew you would come, but this is too sudden.

Before she could think about anything more, she was thrown onto the bed by the man. The man moved very quickly, as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her. Well, he was very quick in taking off Yun Qian's clothes and his own clothes.

That night, Mo Heng was like an impatient young boy who only knew how to ask for things and was truly greedy.

Mo Heng didn't know why. Yun Qian was right beside him, and she was fine, but he just felt an inexplicable sense of panic, as if she was leaving, about to leave him. He became increasingly anxious and restless.

The cruel... seemed to want to prove Yun Qian's existence, causing Yun Qian to cry...uncontrollably.