Dizzy, with an inexplicable swelling pain.

Yi Feng got up and rubbed his forehead, but he was drunk high last night.

borrowed wine to dispel his sorrows, and Yi Feng could only smile bitterly at this.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, Yi Feng couldn't remember how he returned home last night.

In a trance, I only remember the girl's tears and the endless drink.

Yi Feng didn't care about what he lost, all he valued was the survival of the Xia Kingdom.

The death of Xia Guo, this is Yi Feng's only belief, and it is also the pillar of survival.

Yi Feng's life is only accompanied by hatred, he has missed a lot and lost a lot.

But, only for revenge.

In the courtyard, the catkins fluttered freely by the wind, and walked slowly in the scattered flowers.

Leaning on the weeping willows, Yi Feng sniffed the breath of spring, so as to wake up last night's drunkenness and soothe his aching nerves.

"My lord, someone from outside, please. ”

Yi Feng was quietly enjoying the tranquility of this moment, but he never thought that the people in the mansion would come to disturb him.

Yi Feng was annoyed by the ignorance of his subordinates, and his expression was faintly impatient.

The subordinate also seemed to see Yi Feng's disgust, and hurriedly reminded someone outside again, and then stepped aside.

Yi Feng saw that his subordinates were interested, and he didn't care about the reminders of his subordinates, and he still enjoyed this peace.

The subordinate had been standing respectfully aside, and it wasn't until the third pole of the day that Yi Feng turned around and asked, "Who is outside?"

"The man of the palace. ”

Yi Feng shook his sleeves and walked out quickly.

When he arrived at the door, seeing his father-in-law standing in front of the house, Yi Feng suddenly said with a hippie smile: "The subordinate is not sensible and makes his father-in-law wait for a long time, it really shouldn't be, it's rude." ”

The other party knew Yi Feng's special status in the emperor's heart, and he didn't dare to hold it up, but he just persuaded him repeatedly.

The two were so hypocritical and polite to each other that the father-in-law explained his intentions.

After Yi Feng heard this, he simply ordered a few words to his subordinates, and then followed his father-in-law into the palace.

In the study room in the palace, Mu Chen was practicing his pen.

After Yi Feng came in, he didn't dare to disturb, so he stood quietly aside.

Ink dyeing on rice paper: will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf.

After the word "wolf" was written, Mu Chen raised his head and looked at Yi Feng.

Yi Feng originally stood aside respectfully, but he was uncomfortable under Mu Chen's gaze.

Yi Feng had to bend down and salute respectfully, "Emperor!"

"Do you know she's my daughter?" Mu Chen asked suddenly, and there was no joy or anger in his tone.

Yi Feng's originally lowered head, but he didn't dare to answer Mu Chen's words.

"Flatten. Seeing Yi Feng's posture, Mu Chen said lightly.

When Yi Feng heard this, he also straightened up and looked at Mu Chen.

Mu Chen's words were shocking again, and his words suddenly became stern, "Put away your fancy intestines, don't play with fire and burn yourself." ”

Yi Feng had been standing aside and had not replied, and cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

Yi Feng knew that Mu Chen was beating himself. This is the method of an emperor, several times of astonishing words, several times of aggressiveness, so that Yi Feng has not yet reacted to be shocked by its momentum.

But how could Yi Feng know that Mu Chen was just because Yi Feng had been delayed and used the topic to play.

"You are ready, when Xia Guo is enshrined in Zen, go and observe one or two. Mu Chen narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

Yi Feng was shocked when he heard this, staring at Mu Chen with his eyes closed, trying to get a glimpse or two from Mu Chen's expression.

It's a pity that Yi Feng didn't see anything.

"What?" Mu Chen opened his eyes and looked at Yi Feng.

Yi Feng was a little puzzled, "Let me be a messenger to observe?"

"It's not!"

Hearing Mu Chen's answer, Yi Feng was even more puzzled, wouldn't this be putting people to death.

Mu Chen seemed to see Yi Feng's confusion and explained, "You can go and observe it by yourself." Rest assured, their attention won't be on you. ”

Mu Chen's words were like a reassuring pill that reassured Yi Feng, although he didn't know why Xia Guo didn't pay attention to himself.

Originally, Yi Feng had some thoughts about this grand occasion, but he thought that his identity might be too risky. Now that Mu Chen is so outspoken, Yi Feng will not miss this grand event.

Therefore, Yi Feng should have said yes, and then he also went down to prepare.

When Yi Feng went down, Mu Chen still maintained the sitting posture just now, and his fingers were rhythmically tapping on the tabletop.

Yi Feng met Mu Yunqing on the way back to his home, and the other party seemed to be waiting for Yi Feng here for a long time. It's just that after seeing Yi Feng again, Mu Yunqing didn't say much, turned around and left.

Yi Feng felt funny about Mu Yunqing's behavior, and he deliberately ignored it when he wanted to see it, a little girl's heart.

Yi Feng naturally knew the meaning of Mu Yunqing's behavior, but he didn't want to dwell on it too much, so he smiled bitterly and left directly.

Looking at the back of Yi Feng's departure, there was a woman on the corner of the palace with a small mouth and a lotus foot stomping lightly, telling her dissatisfaction.

And this, Yi Feng naturally didn't know.

When Yi Feng returned to the mansion, he saw the three brothers of the Lin family. After a brief delivery, I began to pack my luggage.

Yi Feng didn't just want to go to summer.

At night, Yi Feng called a carriage and left the capital, taking advantage of the indescribable tranquility of the night.

......

In the palace, Mu Chen is still practicing calligraphy.

Suddenly, a person loomed behind Mu Chen.

This man was dressed in a black robe, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

"He's gone?" asked Mu Chen, without turning back.

Without waiting for the black-robed man to reply, Mu Chen said to himself: "Yes, you should go." He'll go to that place again. ”

As he spoke, Mu Chen lowered his head again and practiced calligraphy.

The trembling pen in his hand wrote the last word "wolf", and he was unable to write it down.

Mu Chen threw away the brush in his hand, and held his trembling right hand tightly with his left hand. The unbearable pain made Mu Chen's face a little hideous.

"Why are you doing this?" it was then that the black-robed man spoke his first sentence, his tone flat and strange.

Mu Chen's left hand was still clenched in his trembling right hand, and his forehead was bruised, "I just want this empire to be truly surnamed Mu." ”

The black-robed man seemed to feel a little heartache, "Even so, you don't have to do this to yourself. ”

"Heh~"

Mu Chen chuckled, "You don't understand! You don't understand them! What I have to do is to break away from them, really break away!"

Mu Chen's condition improved slightly, and he gradually relaxed his clenched left hand.

Looking at the bowl of white fungus soup next to the desk, Mu Chen raised his head and closed his eyes, his face was indescribably bitter.

Sighing, Mu Chen raised the white fungus soup and wanted to drink it all in one gulp.

Suddenly, the black-robed man stretched out his hand to stop Mu Chen, and scolded angrily in his mouth: "Enough!"

Mu Chen glanced at the black-robed man with a somewhat complicated expression, "Let it go." ”

The black-robed man did not respond.

Mu Chen put his other free hand on the black-robed man's hand, "Let it go, I just want this empire to be surnamed Mu." ”

The black-robed man looked at Mu Chen with a complicated expression, and finally sighed helplessly.

Mu Chen saw that the black-robed man let go of his hand, and he raised his head and drank the white fungus soup.

The black-robed man snatched the empty bowl, threw it to the ground, turned and disappeared.

Mu Chen looked at the empty room and muttered to himself, "Old friend, do you understand my heart?"