Boss, she was forced to be the wife

Hearing Wei Xicai's sleep talk, Mo Luo paused with his fingers. Mo Luo had never taken the initiative to ask about Wei Xicai's origin. Now, from the few words in his dream, he could vaguely guess that Wei Xicai was the

I ran away from home in order not to be forced to marry someone I didn’t like.

While Mo Luo was deep in thought, he saw the door of the room being pushed open, and the person who came in was none other than Qiao Runzhi.

Seeing Mo Luo standing next to Wei Xicai, he was a little surprised, then smiled and said:

"My wife, please wake up. I just sent Dan'er back to the room to rest. He was in a good mood today and talked a lot. You and Xicai both fell asleep."

It turned out that Qiao Runzhi saw that both Mo Luo and Wei Xicai were asleep, so he sent Dan'er back first, and then he thought of waking up Wei Xicai who was already asleep and sent him back to the room.

"He did fall asleep just now. Wake him up and take him away. He will catch a cold if he sleeps here."

Mo Luo nodded and took a step back. Although he only heard Wei Xicai's murmur in his dream, Mo Luo actually had no interest in knowing more about Wei Xicai.

Watching Qiao Runzhi wake Wei Xicai up, the two of them left the room. Before leaving, Qiao Runzhi didn't forget to turn around and tell Mo Luo to let her rest early.

After sending away these three husbands, Mo Luo lay on the bed, no longer sleepy. He was either thinking about his future destination or the days he had spent with Qiao Runzhi and others.

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I remember that when I first came here, there were seven husbands in the family, and they all had different personalities and tempers, like calabash dolls.

Now Nangong Tou has been arranged by Her Majesty the Queen to get married to the Shanyu clan, and the relationship with her has been terminated.

Ji Liang fell in love with Ruan Qingliu, and he had already abandoned him.

Wang Yize complied with his wishes and allowed him to stay in the urban management office of Kyoto where he grew up.

As for Jichen...he already has a better future. He will not suffer along with himself, nor will he follow Kira's path into darkness.

It's just that Mo Luo didn't know whether she gave up on Jichen because he didn't firmly choose herself when faced with a choice, or because she was still eager to get rid of the restrictions of these husbands.

Now there are only three of the seven husbands left, but there is an indescribable emotion in Mara's heart.

It's not the regret of losing a man, but the sadness of things changing and people changing.

Seeing the familiar people around me disappear one by one, the people who were once familiar and relied on each other left one after another. Now only Qiao Runzhi, Dan'er and Wei Xi stayed.

And they are willing to wander around the world with them, no matter how unknown and bumpy the future is.

Mara couldn't help but feel warm in his heart when he thought of these three people.

This world is especially difficult for men. Although divorce or abandonment will make men criticized, she also knows that it takes sincerity and courage to follow a person like herself who has nothing.

Therefore, Mara will not blame Wang Yi for choosing to stay in Kyoto City, let alone want to destroy a person like Jichen who has a bright and beautiful future.

Therefore, she will cherish the people in front of her even more, whether it is her husband or Dan'er and Wei Xicai, she will do her best to protect them from now on.

Just when Mara was thinking this, he heard a sudden noise outside the window, which brought Mara back from his thoughts.

She was on the second floor of the inn. Except for the leaves outside the window, no one else could easily touch her window.

Unless...the person who comes is a master!

Thinking of this, Mara's vigilance suddenly rose. She quietly sat up, trying not to make any noise, and slowly walked to the window.

The candle lamp had been extinguished by her before, and now it was pitch black in the room and pitch black outside the window.

Mara couldn't see clearly whether there was anyone outside the window, but relying on his own sense for many years, he felt that there seemed to be danger outside.

Sure enough, just when Mara approached the window, he saw a pipe sticking out of the paper window.

Seeing that the smoke was about to blow out, Mara sneered and stretched out his hand to block the pipe.

The other party didn't seem to expect that Mara would block the pipe. He took a breath and choked on the smoke, and the slight coughing sound was fleeting.

This moment of distraction was enough for Mara to take action. Mara quickly broke through the window and drew his long sword straight towards the person leaning against the window edge.

The man didn't react well after being confused for a short time, but in the end he was a step too slow, and his shoulder blade was stabbed by the tip of Mara's sword. Under the sting, he suddenly dodged and pulled out the sword tip that had penetrated his shoulder blade.

Then he drew out his sword and passively resisted Mara's attack.

"Who are you?! What is your purpose?"

Through the moonlight outside, Demono saw that the man wearing the mask was wearing night clothes and his face was covered with a black cloth. It was obvious that he came specifically to see him.

When he asked this question, he didn't intend for the person to reply to him. After saying this, Mara used a false move to attract the person's attention, and at the same time actually lifted the mask off the person's face.

But after seeing the man's appearance, Mo Luo couldn't help but pause, and then said:

"It's you, little mouse."

That person was the little mouse who was the real and fake daughter of that day. He was taken away by Yuge that day and became the secret guard of Her Majesty the Queen. When they met here, Mo Luo thought about it for a while and then he made a calculation.

"Her Majesty the Queen sent you to kill me?"

Being recognized, the little mouse also stopped moving, looked at Mara bitterly and said:

"I am no longer a little mouse. I am a secret guard under Her Majesty the Queen. I am a."

Seeing that Yi did not continue to try to deal with him, Mo Luo stopped. Although he still took a defensive posture, he pretended to be fine and asked:

"How many of you are here?"

"It's just me."

He said lightly, seemingly not caring about Mara's defense against him, and even put away the sword in his hand.

"Her Majesty the Queen sent me to kill you. Ever since you left Kyoto City, I have been waiting for opportunities by your side. I only waited until you were unprepared before I struck."

"Really?"

Mara asked back:

"But this is not what a professional secret guard should do."

Yi Yi smiled bitterly, took out the sword in his hand again, waved it twice in his hand and said:

"I am a secret guard now, and you are an ordinary person now. In the past, one of us was a prisoner, and the other was a guard. The world is changing, and none of us can decide our own destiny, can we..."

Mara heard that there seemed to be an overtone in Yi's words, but what she said was not clear and she was not sure, so she asked directly again:

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is... let's duel. If you lose, then I will take your head to see Her Majesty the Queen; if you win, then kill me."

The tip of Yi's sword was pointed directly at Mo Luo, but there was no killing intent in his eyes.

After seeing Yi's state clearly, Moro frowned and said:

"You want to die? Why? Her Majesty the Queen's secret guard is not what you want to do?"

"Hahahahahahaha"

A desperate laughter sounded particularly harsh in the night, and the surroundings were silent and empty. It seemed that her voice could not be heard at all in the dark night.

"Yes, I once wanted to live, and I even wanted to be better than anyone else. What's more, I wanted to reach the sky in one step and become a wealthy lady."

"But I failed. I thought my rubbish life would end, but it didn't. I still have to live and endure more suffering."

The tip of Yi's sword touched it without hesitation, and he walked towards Mo Luo step by step and said:

"What's there to do as a superior's dog!"

She rolled up her sleeves and showed the scars on her arms and neck one by one. They were all shocking.

"Now I have planted a poison that has no solution. I left the Zhenfu Department and went to be among Her Majesty the Queen's secret guards and was forced to take it. Everyone who becomes Her Majesty's secret guard must eat this poison that has no solution.

Poison, in order to be more loyal to Her Majesty the Queen."

"This poison must be taken on time every month, so that you can barely survive in this world. Do you know what it feels like to have your life in someone else's hands?"

"I didn't know it at first. I just felt that I had abilities and was very happy. But after I killed everyone who had bullied me, I realized that I was just a more pitiful and pathetic puppet than them."<

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"I cannot disobey Her Majesty the Queen's order, Wanmoluo, give me a pleasure, or... give yourself a pleasure!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the direction of Mo Luo.

Mara looked at the person in front of her with red eyes chasing after her, and the appearance of the little mouse appeared in her eyes one by one.

She was once embarrassed but had a hint of hope, and a hint of cruelty in her innocence. She was like a tenacious rabbit velvet that, although weak, kept trying to climb up.

But now, the former little mouse has long lost the determination and hope she once had. Her eyes are empty and full of despair, and the way she wants to die only makes people feel pitiful and terrifying.

As a killer, Mo Luo has always known that what is truly terrifying is not the strong or the crazy, but the truly terrifying people who no longer care about life or death.

Not caring about life and death means that there is nothing that can make the person in front of you fear or consider anything, and the former little mouse is like this now.

Thinking of this, Mo Luo's sword was against Yi's sword, and looking at her desperate eyes between the swords and halberds, a thought flashed in Mo Luo's heart——

Did he save her or harm her...

The swords separated and collided again, and Yi's sword quickly retracted. With such doubts in Mo Luo's heart, he followed the trend and pierced Yi's body like a bamboo in the sky.

The sword in her hand paused for a moment, and then was penetrated even more deeply into her body by an active impact.