Chapter 1 Crossing and Being Retired

The body was unusually heavy, and the sick beauty lying in ** moaned and opened her eyes. The gentle eyes flashed a trace of sharpness.

He sat up from ** on the edge of the bed and looked at the completely ancient furnishings around him. Silver Fox smiled bitterly. Should she say that she was lucky? She actually traveled through time.

Just now, when he was rescuing the hostage, he was plotted by a pregnant woman pretending to be a hostage and stabbed into his heart with a sharp knife. In just two minutes, an excellent agent disappeared from the earth.

Thinking of the memory that had just been forcibly infused into his mind, the silver fox stroked his forehead. The owner of this body seemed to be not very good.

The original name of this body is Mo Qingcheng, who is the direct daughter of the imperial master of the dynasty. My mother passed away not long ago, and now the master of the house is a side room of Fuzheng. Mo Qingcheng has been in love with Shen Mushu, the king of Wen, for a long time. Even if he knows that King Wen loves his little sister Qin Han, he still insists on marrying. Because of the intervention of Mo Qingcheng, Qin Han could only become a side room.

The prince and this little sister have been bullying Mo Qingcheng, and Mo Qingcheng has always been in poor health. Not long ago, the prince wanted to divorce his wife on the grounds that Mo Qingcheng was jealous. Mo Qingcheng couldn't stand the blow. He hanged himself in the room and was rescued by his servants.

After straightening out his thoughts, Yinhu, no, should be said to be Mo Qingcheng now. He sneered and felt that the original owner of this body was really ridiculous. What is a man! It's still going to die.

With a "squeak", the door was opened, and a man with black hair tied with white ribbons and snow-white satin. The eyebrows are long into the temples, with a pair of slender and gentle eyes. Anyone can feel that those eyes are staring at you affectionately.

Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and knew that this man was the king of literature through memory. The appearance is really good. No wonder the original owner will die for this person.

"I heard from people that you hanged yourself." Shen Mushu took a look at Mo Qingcheng, went to the seat beside him and sat down, and said coldly, "Don't do these things with me anymore. You are really dead, and I won't change my mind if I divorce my wife. Shen Mushu took out a divorce book from his arms and threw it to Mo Qingcheng. "If you know it, just take the rest book and get out immediately. The carriage is already waiting at the door. Keeping here will only embarrass you.

Mo Qingcheng didn't say a word, but just looked at Shen Mushu coldly, and his eyes were so cold that he almost frostbite people. Shen Mushu was stunned for a moment. When will the submissive princess in his impression have such a cold sight?

Mo Qingcheng picked up the book that was thrown on him and glanced at it hurriedly. All the regulations listed in the divorce letter do not constitute a reason for divorce. Even the most convincing one. Mo Qingcheng has been married for a year, and the prince hasn't even touched her. It's really a problem to get something out.

"Your Highness, are you serious?" Folding up the book and putting it in his sleeve, Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Do you think I'm joking with you?" A trace of doubt flashed in the prince's eyes. What was going on with this Mo Qingcheng was too different from what he remembered.

"As long as it's not a joke." Mo Qingcheng sneered, "Thank you for your divorce. I'm leaving." With that, he passed Shen Mushu and was about to leave.

Shen Mushu was really stunned. When he gave Mo Qingcheng a letter of rest before, Mo Qingcheng cried so much that he was even hanged himself when he went back to his room. This time, he didn't say anything and left freely. If Mo Qingcheng hadn't had twin sisters, he would have suspected that his princess had changed.

Looking at Mo Qingcheng's back, somehow blurted out a sentence, "You have thought about it. If you leave, you will no longer be a princess."

"I can't ask for it." Mo Qingcheng left without returning.

When passing through the backyard, a fiery figure appeared, blocking her way.

Mo Qingcheng looked up at the woman who blocked his way. It was the prince's side room, Qin Han. Qin Han is pure and beautiful, and it is easy to arouse men's desire for protection.

"It's time to leave. Stay here for nothing." Cherry-like rosy lips spit out mean words.

Mo Qingcheng glanced at the woman, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes. He was about to leave after crossing this person.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Can't you hear me?" Completely ignored by Mo Qingcheng, Qin Han was very unhappy. He stamped his feet and stopped Mo Qingcheng.

"It's really annoying to meet a dog that blocks the road and barks." Mo Qingcheng looked at Qin Han with disgust.

"You, you call me a dog?" Qin Han raised his hand and was about to slap Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng tightly grabbed Qin Han's waved hand and narrowed his eyes. His cold eyes had no emotion: "Women, if you know each other, don't mess with me. You can't afford to make me angry."

Mo Qingcheng's eyes were too cold, and Qin Han subconsciously stepped back, with an unexplained fear in his heart. Just now, there was a real murderous atmosphere in Mo Qingcheng's eyes.

Seeing that Qin Han retreated, Mo Qingcheng let go of Qin Han's hand, snorted coldly, and turned away.

When I left the royal palace, I saw a coachman waiting for me respectfully.

"Let's go home." After saying something to the driver, Mo Qingcheng got into the carriage.

The interior of the carriage is very spacious, the decoration is also very good, and it looks very comfortable.

The moment he stepped into the carriage, Mo Qingcheng frowned. No! There is also a man hidden in the carriage.

Mo Qingcheng pretended not to know anything while slowly moving towards the place where there was someone's breath. Reaching out and holding the teacup on the table in the palm of his hand, Mo Qingcheng held his breath and approached step by step.

Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of him, and a strange breath appeared behind him, and Mo Qingcheng wanted to avoid it. However, this body without any exercise does not work at all. For a moment, Mo Qingcheng was tightly hugged in his arms, and his hands tightly covered his mouth. A low male voice came from behind him, "Don't move."

Mo Qingcheng crushed the porcelain cup in his hand with his right hand. The broken porcelain piece cut the white and tender palm, causing a burst of pain, but Mo Qingcheng didn't care about it. He picked the sharpest fragment among the broken porcelain pieces, and without thinking about it, he stabbed the man behind him with his backhand.

The man was stunned for a moment, took a step back, let go of Mo Qingcheng, and avoided the sudden attack.

Taking advantage of this time, Mo Qingcheng rolled back and landed firmly on the ground. Mo Qingcheng held the broken porcelain pieces and put on a posture to meet the enemy. She is so weak that she can't beat this man at all. But she can guarantee that if this man wants to do something to her, she will die and make the man pay the price of regret for life. Thinking of this, Mo Qingcheng's eyes were stained with a trace of danger.

Looking at the woman with great change of momentum in front of him, He Liancheng raised his eyebrows and his eyes were stained with a trace of surprise. I thought she was just an ordinary lady, but I didn't expect that she would be a tough role.

He Liancheng took a step forward, and Mo Qingcheng took a step back and put his back against the wall. Mo Qingcheng looked at the distance between himself and the window and the door, and calculated how to escape from the man. In the past, with her own body and the sniper gun she took advantage of, not to mention a man, ten, she could retreat completely. Now, there is nothing we can do but fight.

A trace of fierceness flashed in Mo Qingcheng's eyes and pulled out another piece of porcelain embedded in the palm of his right hand. To He Liancheng, he threw out the porcelain piece in his hand with all his strength.

At the moment when He Liancheng avoided, he bullied himself, waved his right hand, and was about to wipe Heliancheng's neck with porcelain.

He Liancheng was stunned for a moment and reached out to block the porcelain tiles waved by Mo Qingcheng. The porcelain piece cut a deep wound in his hand, causing a sharp tingling. He Liancheng ignored the wound on his hand, but firmly grasped Mo Qingcheng. With the experience just now, He Liancheng dares not underestimate this cruel woman at all. However, at the same time, He Liancheng also became interested in this woman, and he had never met such a woman.

"You are awesome." He Liancheng hooked the corners of his mouth and leaned into Mo Qingcheng's ear and said, "It's a pity that your body doesn't listen. If you exercise well, maybe I will die in your hands."

Mo Qingcheng snorted coldly, of course she knew the problem. This body is really too weak. As long as she has given some time to exercise, this man has already died under her.

"Don't look at me like this." Seeing the unwillingness and anger in Mo Qingcheng's eyes, He Liancheng felt very interesting, hooked his lips and said, "I don't mean to you. I'm trying to borrow your carriage to avoid it."

"Is this the attitude you borrowed?" Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"If you hadn't suddenly attacked me, I wouldn't have taken action against you." A trace of helplessness flashed in He Liancheng's eyes.

"You attacked me first." Mo Qingcheng said coldly.

"If you hadn't suddenly released your murderous spirit, would I have shot?" He Liancheng said.

Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised. This man was really sharp. She just accidentally showed a murderous spirit at the moment of her attack. I didn't expect this man to notice it. She thought that her murderous spirit was well hidden, but in her previous life, there were only a few people who could feel her murderous spirit.

He Liancheng let go of Mo Qingcheng, tore off a piece of cloth from his body, and wrapped the wound in Mo Qingcheng's hand.

"I shed so much blood, and I don't know how to bandage it." A trace of helplessness flashed in He Liancheng's eyes. I don't know why he has an inexplicable concern for this woman. He Liancheng himself felt strange. When did he become gentle?

He Liancheng's dressing technology is very good, and the dressing is neat and neat, which makes people look very comfortable. Without feeling any malice from He Liancheng, Mo Qingcheng did not refuse him.

"Okay." He Liancheng raised his head and said, just trying to say two more words. Mo Qingcheng suddenly kicked out quickly. He Liancheng couldn't dodge and was kicked off the carriage by Mo Qingcheng.

"Little, Miss?" The driver was shocked.

"Let's go." Silently looking at He Liancheng who fell to the ground, Mo Qingcheng said coldly.

"Yes...yes." The driver continued to drive.

The carriage went away, bringing a burst of flying dust.

He Liancheng, who fell to the ground, looked at the fast-moving carriage and came back to his senses for a long time. Was he kicked out of the carriage by a woman? He was a general who was kicked out of the carriage by a woman. It's really shameful to say it out.

The direction of the carriage seems to be Taishi Mansion?

Looking at the direction of the carriage leaving, He Liancheng narrowed his eyes.