The night was deep, and a majestic mansion in Kyoto was quiet in an atmosphere of intense killing.

On the gray rocky ground, the dazzling red of the puddles contrasted sharply with the pale and frightened faces, and several healers in prison uniforms knelt in a row, their heads hung in despair.

Outside a candlelit room, the noble and handsome man had a cold expression and a dangerous light in his eyes.

"Say, is there a way?"

The deep voice was like a tense bowstring, and a prisoner who had just been withdrawn from the room fell to his knees with his legs limp, trembling all over.

"Lord Wang, as the saying goes, seven lives and eight don't live, I heard that this August premature baby was cut out......? Hmm?!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp sword had already been sent into his abdomen.

Mu Longyuan didn't even give him a look, but indifferently stepped over the corpse at his feet and looked at the few remaining healers on the ground, "This king never leaves useless people, as a healer, he can't even save a child, it's better to bury him!"

As soon as the words fell, a cry for mercy immediately sounded around him, and seeing that the cold long sword was about to fall, a cold voice came from the side in time.

"Stop!"

Xia Qianwei didn't expect that she had just stepped into Youwang's Mansion and saw such a cruel scene, Mu Longyuan raised his head and met the girl's disgusted eyes, but he didn't explain a word, but Yan Youjun beside him had already put away the long sword in his hand.

She had already heard what the Qi guards said, and after disemboweling the child for Mrs. Dai, King You took the mother and son back to the palace and ordered someone to take care of them, but for some reason, the child's condition suddenly took a turn for the worse, and he had not eaten for two days.

The Qi guards clearly felt the intense displeasure spreading from Xia Qianwei's body, and he replied in a low voice.

"Third Miss, these are the death row prisoners who were beheaded by the Autumn Queen, and the prince is just giving them a chance. ”

"Don't talk nonsense with her, bring it in. ”

Today's Mu Longyuan looked extremely manic, the corners of his delicate eyes were faintly gloomy, Xia Qianwei immediately restrained her thoughts, but she didn't expect that a child who had just been born could influence the emotions of the dignified and secluded king like this.

She quickly followed the Qi guards into the house, and the nurse anxiously hugged the baby in her arms, only to see that the young face was full of vitality, and the appearance of being angry looked very dangerous.

"Because the child has not yet escaped, Mrs. Dai refuses to take medicine to recuperate, and her subordinates have no choice but to order her sleeping hole......"

Xia Qianwei nodded slightly, and then looked at the child's situation, at this time, Mu Longyuan stood outside the door and stared at her movements, making Xia Qianwei feel like she was on her back.

"There are 100-year-old ginseng in the house, boiled into a thick soup and sent over!"

Mu Longyuan signaled with a look, and immediately Yan Youjun retreated to prepare, the nurse on the side was already sweating profusely, she casually glanced at the corpse outside the house, her legs were almost weak, and she only felt that the next person to die was likely to be herself.

What can the prince do if he brings such a little girl? She has taken care of so many noble sons, and her years of experience have made her understand that this child is afraid that she will not be able to save her......

However, she didn't dare to say such words, so she could only prepare a bowl of milk and send it according to Xia Qianwei's instructions.

Everyone saw Xia Qianwei take a little ginseng soup and mix it into the milk, hugged the baby tightly, patted his back gently, and put the other hand into his mouth with a spoon, but as expected, the child had no tendency to eat at all.

Time passed minute by minute, the milk in the bowl was cold and hot, and it was cold after it was hot, and so on, but Xia Qianwei always maintained a posture and movement, her eyes were shining with persistence, and she didn't know that a little sweat had already appeared on her forehead.

"Drink!

The nurse who was guarding the side was so nervous that she didn't dare to speak suddenly exclaimed, and Mu Longyuan, who had never left half a step outside the door, moved her eyes slightly, and saw the Qi guards beside Xia Qianwei nodding respectfully towards him, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a rare smile.

About a tablespoon of milk actually let Xia Qianwei feed it for two hours, and even the Qi guards had to admire the amazing patience of this girl.

It wasn't until the baby in her arms fell asleep that the expression on her face eased slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at the nurse who was like a catastrophe, "You have to take care of it for the next few days, and you can only take half a spoonful of ginseng soup and mix it into the bowl, otherwise the child will not ......be able to make up for it."

She whispered softly, and then added a new stove to the house, and then went to Mrs. Dai's house.

At this moment, Mu Longyuan had already returned to his study, his face did not have too many expressions, his eyes were surging with an imperceptible complex soft light, and his brows were finally slightly soothed.

"Mrs. Dai is just a little weaker, so it will be okay to take care of her. ”

When Xia Qianwei came out of Mrs. Dai's house, the sky was already dark, she seemed to remember something, and went to Mu Longyuan's study under the guidance of the Qi guards.

There are few people in the huge Youwang Mansion, except for Mrs. Dai's courtyard is equipped with maids and maidservants, and there are no people to see on the way, the cold cloister courtyard, there is no extra courtyard decoration, not to mention a single grass and tree, it is really unexpectedly lifeless.

The King of You, who acts outside the capital all the year round, can he rest in the palace for a few days a year? There is no breath of life in this palace, and it is so cold that it makes people feel cold under his feet, just like himself.

When Xia Qianwei stepped into this dim study, what fell into her eyes was a huge gray screen, and the figure of the man loomed behind the screen.

"Lord Wang?"

She spoke softly, but there was no response.

Bypassing the screen, the scene in front of her made Xia Qianwei's eyes flash, only to see that the man in the dark color dress closed his eyes lightly, and actually sat on the bed of the eighteen arhats with red sour branches and fell asleep.

He supported his tired forehead with one hand, and his exquisite face was completely devoid of the usual coldness and gloom at this moment, Xia Qianwei had to admit that this Youwang was indeed extremely beautiful, especially now that he is more like a character in a picture scroll, he is really an unforgettable beautiful man.

Xia Qianwei's gaze then fell on the bed table in his hand, which turned out to be a chess game.

The battle between the black and white sons above was fierce and in full swing, especially the black son's domineering and domineering attack method, which made Xia Qianwei know at a glance that it was Mu Longyuan's handiwork.

As the so-called chess is like life, it seems that the sunspot is in the upper hand, but in fact it is in danger, and the white is in danger, but there is vitality everywhere, and there is a great posture to introduce the sunspot into the four ways.

Xia Qianwei stood quietly outside the chess game for a long time, and then raised her hand and picked up a sunspot and put it in the game silently......