"General Pei, why are you here?"

The queen felt flustered and pretended to be calm.

She glanced at the injury on Pei Mo's arm. Fortunately, it only affected the flesh. The emperor wouldn't be angry if he knew about it.

Pei Mo's eyes were piercing, "The emperor specifically allowed the subordinates to visit the concubine. Now the queen is preparing to lynching her, right?"

God knows how frightened he was when he saw the red-hot iron just now. Murong Qing was always afraid of pain. If this iron fell on her body, she would be in pain. Pei Mo didn't dare to think about it.

The queen felt guilty, but quickly regained her momentum, "I am the queen of the current dynasty. No matter how the imperial guards investigate, they can't find out the culprit who murdered me. Can't I come to interrogate her in person?"

"The Emperor has given full authority over this matter to the Royal Guards. The Queen can naturally intervene, but what do you mean by the Queen's use of lynching? Is it because she wants to be beaten?"

Pei Mo's eyes were scarlet and his tone became angrier.

The dirtiest thing in the world is imperial power. He thought he had been used to it since he was a child, but he never thought that even if he became a general, he would still be unable to escape this darkness and filth.

The queen seemed to want to say something, but Pei Mo didn't give her a chance.

After all, Pei Mo was a courtier, and it was the emperor who had to deal with it. As a queen, how could she dare to interfere with the court, but Pei Mo's words were all about this, what else could she say.

There was an extreme murderous intent in his eyes, as if he was on a battlefield in northern Xinjiang, either he was killed by the enemy, or he killed everyone.

"General, please go back to your home to heal your wounds quickly. I'm fine. The Queen will definitely not come again. Please leave quickly."

He wished he could just put down his burden and take Murong Qingyuan away.

At this time, his heart was as cold as a hundred feet of ice. Originally, all the warmth and longing in the world came from Murong Qing, but the stability he had sacrificed his life for was that everyone was hurting his wife!

The Queen Xu was suffocated by his cruelty, and left with a cold face without saying a word.

Murong Qing choked up.

At the same time, under the crescent moon, Murong Qing faced south, looking up at the cold and alienated night, while Pei Mo walked north towards the deep palace, looking down at the lowly earth-like bluestone slabs under his feet.

Pei Mo rubbed her little hand distressedly, feeling too uncomfortable to speak.

But Pei Mo didn't seem to feel the pain, because his heart was twitching, and he didn't dare to breathe for fear of disturbing his heart.

One is to wait for the Royal Guards to find out the truth and bear the Queen's wrath; the other is to take a gamble and expose the Queen's murder of Concubine Ru and bring the Queen down!

There is no doubt that Concubine Rong, who does not want to lose her honor and favor, will definitely choose the second one.

Within these four small walls, she stood in the center and looked at the small window. The window revealed dim light, and she saw the moon coming out.

…

Pei Mo said softly while untying the rope that tied Murong Qing.

Pei Mo removed his hand from her delicate face, and the remaining warmth from his fingertips seemed to be transmitted to his heart.

Here, Pei Mo came out of the prison. Instead of going back to the house to deal with the injury as Murong Qing told him, he took a piece of handkerchief and tied up his injured arm and returned to the palace.

"Anren, have you found the letter?"

Pei Mo's chilled heart was burning with anger, like a spark igniting oil wood.

Her skin was delicate, and her jade-like wrists were now dazzling red, and the backs of her hands were abraded from the struggle.

The sparse and complicated candlelight printed his back into pieces, and he walked into the darkness until he could no longer see it.

Only Yue Yue knew that Pei Mo's promise was never fulfilled, and Murong Qing never came to Pei Mo.

"General..."

She was sure that Concubine Rong would definitely come after seeing the letter. Concubine Rong knew about it and did not report it. In other words, she was an accomplice in Concubine Ru's murder.

Just this one scene soothed Murong Qing's anxious heart.

Murong Qing lay on his shoulder, feeling completely at ease. In an instant, all the grievances rushed into her heart, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault that caused the general to be injured. If only I had left the palace earlier..."

She murmured, thinking again of the night she and the general admired the moon on the pavilion.

Pei Mo met Fang Anren on the road and asked worriedly.

"I'm late, I'm late, don't be afraid."

The Royal Forest Army may not protect Concubine Rong. In this case, Concubine Rong has only two ways to go.

There was forbearance in Pei Mo's eyes. He wanted to rescue her from this dark and damp cage, but he couldn't. He still had many things to do.

Only the moon knows what they are thinking.

"Why isn't it a full moon..."

That's what he said, but Pei Mo's eyes were as fierce as a wolf in the wilderness.

After a long time, Murong Qing finally stopped crying. Although he sobbed from time to time, his condition had recovered a lot.

Murong Qing cried and told Pei Mo the truth about Ru Fei's murder that he learned from the imperial concubine.

"Okay, I'll wait for you, General."

Pei Mo's wound began to bleed, and the bright red blood dripped down the back of his hand like lines, and finally dripped on the ground. The moment he spoke to the queen, the dripping blood formed a puddle.

Murong Qing reluctantly stroked Pei Mo's face. He hadn't seen him for a long time. He looked a little unkempt, with a beard sprouting on his chin.

"That's enough. The Queen doesn't need to say more. If the Queen doesn't believe it, I'm willing to guarantee with my head that the bitch is innocent. It's definitely not the bitch who set fire to the queen's palace. If the truth is found out by then.

If you are a lowly wife, you will be left to your Majesty’s disposal!”

Even so, in Murong Qing's eyes, Pei Mo was still so handsome, and the stubble made his handsomeness a little more wild.

When she left the prison, the queen was frightened when she thought about it. Pei Mo's eyes looked like he could kill her.

Some people's anger burns them to death, some people's anger burns others to death, and some people's anger sets the world on fire.

Pei Mo gritted his teeth and walked out of the prison with his fists clenched.

It wasn't until his neck was sore that Murong Qing sat down and pressed his sore neck, while thinking about how Concubine Rong would negotiate with her in prison after receiving the letter.

At this time, it was getting dark outside, and Murong Qing returned to his cell.

Murong Qing smiled, because the general never breaks his promise.

And the fire was originally set by Concubine Rong.

"Okay." Pei Mo struggled to squeeze out the words from his throat, "Don't be afraid, I will come to rescue you soon. Wait for me, wait for me."

It was getting dark, and it was even more difficult to find a letter in this endless palace.

Yan Ru looked guilty, "No, I was too careless and lost such an important thing."

As she spoke, her head hung lower.

Fang Anren said, "This palace is too big. You don't have to blame yourself. Brother Pei, I still have a group of people with very good qinggong skills. If it doesn't work, I will lead people to search secretly tonight."

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Chapter completed!