Boss, she was forced to be the wife

These five or six big cats were fighting in one place. Mo Luo and Xiangxi stood not far away and watched. At this time, they were neither advancing nor retreating. The defeated cats around them had already run in quickly.

There was no trace in the woods.

Looking at the cats in the battlefield in front of him, I was originally afraid of cats. I was so scared that I kept cowering, but I didn't dare to leave. I waited until the five or six big cats were almost beaten, and only one was left who was all black.

The plump big cat walked in circles on the path between the two rockeries with its tail raised.

The posture looked like a show of force, and the other cats were already retreating when they should retreat, and running away when they should run away.

The black cat stood on the road between the rockeries for a long time. Seeing that there was no other cat nearby, he casually jumped up to the top of a rockery, found a comfortable position, lay down and started licking his hair.

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"It's over?"

Watching the cats around her disperse, Xiangxian was no longer so scared. She stuck her head out and looked at the black cat, which was all black without a trace of fur, which made her feel a little scared.

"Let's go."

Mo Luo once again raised his feet and walked towards the path that only saw the two rockeries. Less than a kilometer further forward was their destination today. The most important thing for the Jinyiwei was to investigate, no matter what they encountered, they should do it

Things must be done.

Looking longingly at the big cat on the rockery in front of her, she hid behind Mo Luo but could still see that the black cat had obviously seen the two of her, but it lay on its back and tilted its head, pressing one of its ears.

The underside of the head.

It was obvious that he was not afraid of Mo Luo and Xiangxiang, but was rather curious. A pair of green cat eyes were staring at them right now.

Mo Luoquan pretended that he had not seen it and was walking alone, as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

She knows something about cats. Most cats look down on you the more you try to please them; if you ignore them, they like to get closer to you.

Mara was not interested in cats, and there was a man who was afraid of cats following behind him. He felt her hand tightening on his arm. As he got closer to the rockery, Mara even felt that his arm was being pinched by her.

It hurts.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace, and then asked:

"Excuse me, which temple did your father go to to pray for peace and blessings for you?"

"Ah?"

At this time, Xiangxiang, who was highly nervous, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Mara ask this. After thinking carefully for a long time, he still couldn't think of which temple it was, so he couldn't help but curiously asked:

"I don't know which temple it is in, but dad said it's very effective. Why do you ask me for this?"

Mo Luo shook his head and did not look back at Xiangxiang at all. He just pulled out his arm and said:

"Nothing, let's go."

At this time, Xiangxian realized that they had already passed the rockery. She looked back and saw that the black cat was still lying on the highest point of the rockery, lazily looking at the two of them walking away.

This turn of her head happened to meet the pair of green cat eyes, which made her tremble all over, and she turned around hurriedly to keep up with the pace of Mo Luo.

"How come there are so many cats in this palace?"

"Cats are originally very reproducing creatures. They were probably raised by the people in the palace and then went around and gave birth to many cats. Now they regard this forest as their nest."

Mara simply explained that she had just carefully observed the fighting cats and there was nothing wrong with them, and they were not afraid of people. They must have been in constant contact with people in the palace.

Except for Lin Zi, the two of them arrived at the crime scene designated by Yuge smoothly. Although Xiangxian was afraid of cats, if there were no cats, his work efficiency would still be very high.

There was no need for Mora to quickly and carefully inspect the crime scene and surroundings several times after leading the two to reasonably divide the work.

"Nothing was found, it's really strange..."

The two of them could be said to be looking at each other at this time. You looked at me and I looked at you with big eyes and small eyes. No one got any clues.

Mo Luo just stared at the palace gate in the distance in a daze. Due to the death of people in this area, almost all the palace people coming and going were gone. During the time when the two of them were around, no one came here.<

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Just when I was thinking about this, a person came swaying through the palace gate in the distance. I saw that the person was wearing the dusty clothes of a low-level palace servant, and he was carrying two large food boxes in his hands.

, the thin figure is swaying in the wind, as if it will be blown away by the wind at any time.

At first, Mo Luo didn't pay attention, but when the man got closer, Mo Luo felt that he looked familiar. When the man got closer, Mo Luo suddenly realized that this person was Wang Yi!

At this time, Wang Yi had also approached the location of Mo Luo and Xiangqian. The Jinyi guards of the Town Fusi came to the palace to investigate the ghost case. It was already known to everyone in the palace. Wang Yi had only heard it accidentally, but he didn't want to do it.

I met Wanmoluo here.

"You...why are you here?...My wife..."

Wang Yi's voice was not loud, and the last two words were squeezed out between his teeth, but his submissive appearance did not look like he was living a good life in the palace.

Mara looked Wang Yi up and down, and realized that he was not only having a bad life, it could be said that he was living a very bad life.

The dusty clothes were stained with oil stains. They seemed to have been newly put on today. The clothes were also very ill-fitting and a lot bigger. However, at a glance, Wang Yi had obviously lost a lot of weight. His hands were shaking while carrying the food box.

There are still some red scars on the trembling body.

The most eye-catching thing was his handsome and charming face. It was dirty to say the least, but his forehead was swollen for some reason, and his right cheek was scratched with a wound as long as his little finger. It looked like...

Injury sustained in the past two days.

"You went to fight with others?"

Mo Luo took the food box from Wang Yi's hand and asked casually.

In fact, she really wanted to ask about the literal meaning. Anyone who looked at Wang Yi's current appearance would think that he had a fight with someone to be in such a mess.

But Wang Yi didn't seem to think so, he just smiled helplessly and said:

"My wife, please stop teasing me. I'm like this now..."

Wang Yi didn't say anything else, but his nose felt sore and tears fell uncontrollably.

"Mo Luo, why does this palace man look so miserable?"

At this time, Xiangxian turned around and saw Wang Yi's appearance and frowned, walked up and asked:

"Which palace are you serving in, and what are you doing here?"

Wang Yi roughly wiped his tears with his sleeve and replied:

"Back to my lord, the young one came from Deshun Palace. Today I am delivering some food to those in Leng Palace."

Mara and Xiangxi looked at each other. The food in this palace was always delivered by the Food Bureau. When would it be the turn of people from other palaces to deliver it?

Xianxian looked at the food box in Moro's hand. The two exchanged glances and then opened the food box. As expected, there were just some leftovers inside.

Wang Yi naturally saw it too. He already knew what was inside, but his life was hard now and he couldn't help the people in the cold palace.

Mo Luo and Xiangxiang looked at each other and realized that the matter of worshiping superiors and suppressing inferiors in the palace was no different from that outside the palace, and it was not something that their imperial guards should take care of.

But Mo Luo glanced at Wang Yi, who was standing alone, and whispered a few words to Xian Xian. Xian Xian glanced at Mo Luo suspiciously but nodded and said:

"Then you go first, and I'll go back and report the situation first."

After saying that, she left first, but she took a different route this time. Although it had to take a long detour, it was still much better than seeing the cat that scared her.

After Xiangxi left, only Mo Luo and Wang Yi were left. The food boxes in his hands were all in Mo Luo's hands, and he couldn't leave. He just looked at Mo Luo and hesitated to speak.

"Lead the way, Leng Gong."

Mara had no intention of returning the food box to him, but instead signaled Wang Yi to lead the way.

"You want to go to the cold palace with me?"

Although he asked this question, Wang Yi did not delay for long and started walking quickly.

This is also a habit he has developed after being a slave for so many years. He never dares to listen to his master's words without doing anything. Although Mara has never asked him for anything, in Wang Yi's opinion, Marrying to obey the wife's master is Mara.

He has another master.

Mo Luo did not answer Wang Yi's nonsense. After walking for a while, he spoke:

"Ruan Qingliu sent you back to the palace but didn't return to Nangong Tou?"

Speaking of this, Wang Yi obviously paused, looked at Mo Luo with obvious apology in his eyes and said:

"At Miss Ruan's place, she said that only when I came back could I take better care of the young master... The situation was urgent, so I followed her arrangement and entered the palace."

Mo Luo knew that what he meant was that he did not tell his wife about this matter in time, and Mo Luo never regarded Wang Yi as his husband.

Wang Yi just looked him up and down and said:

"It seems that your life is not going well now that you have returned to the palace? Have you not returned to Nangong Tou?"

Wang Yi shook his head. This was the first time he was so honest, instead of trying to play word games. He had been by Nangong Tou's side, and Nangong Tou, as the person next to the young master, was naturally praised by others.

Now that Ruan Qingliu has easily arranged to come back, Nangong Tou is restricted again and naturally has no time to take into account the king's wishes. Without the blessing of the young master's attendant status, his good skin has become the object of jealousy by others.

But after this, Wang Yi realized that it is the deepest malice between same-sex people.

The scar on his face was because he fainted from hunger on the road two days ago when delivering food. The nun in the palace picked him up and gave him some water. Then he was discovered by her rival, who said that he had been beaten by others for being careless.

He paused.

Although this matter was not a big deal, the people above could not see it, but the people below were used to gossiping, and seeing Wang Yi offended, people began to mistreat him more and more.

Even if he wanted to resist, there would be many people suppressing him. At first, Wang Yi held back just to see Young Master Nangong Tou, but later on, these people became more serious.

Originally, Wang Yi would do all the dirty and tiring work that he didn't like to do, especially these days.

With the nuns and attendants sent by Her Majesty the Queen personally guarding Nangong Tou, he was unable to access the main hall of Deshun Palace. Even if he was full of worries and grievances, no one could tell him, and he could not stand up despite how many grievances he had suffered, let alone

He said he was delivering information to Ruan Qingliu.

Today, a little brother of an attendant in Deshun Palace was working in the Shangshi Bureau. He didn't want to come to this remote and cold palace where a person had just died to deliver food, so they thought of asking Wang Yi to do it.

Wang Yi told everything about what happened during this period of time. He had not confided in others for a long time since he returned to Kilometers. He only felt that he had been bullied to the point of numbness, and it was even more uncomfortable to hold back.<

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Now that I have runny nose and burst into tears, my whole body feels much smoother.

As they walked along like this, the two of them arrived at the Cold Palace. The broken palace door with peeling paint was ajar, and through the gap, you could see that it was covered in dust.

Mo Luo opened the gap a little wider and put the two food boxes into the palace gate. Wang Yi shouted that dinner was ready, and the two turned around and left.

"Thank you for listening to what I have to say."

Wang Yi wiped his tears, and his face was already gaudy at this time, like a dirty little tabby cat. Seeing Wang Yi thanking him and turning to leave, Mara grabbed Wang Yi's wrist.
But he shivered. Although he didn't pull out his wrist, Mo Luo felt his resistance. He immediately pulled up his sleeves with doubts in his heart, only to see bruises and bruises underneath. Apparently Wang Yi said this along the way.

It's all true.

"You can't leave. You passed the scene of the crime today and come with me to the Zhenfu Department. The Zhenfu Department will send a few low-level palace officials to ask in detail about the matters in the palace."

"Really?"

Wang Yi suddenly turned around, his eyes shining with disbelief, as if he didn't expect that Mo Luo was really going to take him out.

"Follow me."

Just three simple words made Wang Yi almost burst into tears. He had really had enough of the grievances he had suffered during this period.

Once upon a time, Wang Yi thought that as the young master's attendant, he had to be a well-rounded person. When necessary, it was not impossible for him to sacrifice his body and soul for the benefit of the young master.

But now he understands that without the blessing of the young master's identity, he is just a weed that can be trampled on.

No matter how flexible and comprehensive it is, what’s the use!

Those at the bottom don't care about you at all. They just want to drag you down and trample on you as the lowest level and the butt of ridiculous jokes.

At this time, the young master Nangong Tou was too busy to take care of himself. He did not blame the young master, but Ruan Qingliu sent him to the palace because he had nothing to do with Nangong Tou and did not care about his life or death.

Wang Yi felt a chill in his heart. What happened yesterday was as unrealistic as a mirror in the mirror, and these wasted years were like a slap, waking him up severely.

He knew that there were endless scandals in the palace, but when it happened to him, it turned out to be so unbearable. It was more terrifying than hearing ten, a hundred, or a thousand stories.

Wang Yi wanted to leave here. Even when she saw Wan Mo Luo, the things she had done to Zhou Ang were no longer as terrifying as this cannibal palace.

Seeing Wan Moluo walking in front with his determined back, Wang Yi felt extremely at ease for the first time.