"Will it? Will it?" Although she knew that Mu Xuelun was probably comforting herself, his words still made her feel surging when she listened to it, and sometimes she was really afraid that she would get used to the feeling of darkness one day.

……

Coming out of the "General Mu's Mansion", although it was purposeless, Mu Ziding was still running.

He didn't understand that it was Mu Tong who blocked him from leaving the General's Mansion during the day, but it was Mu Tong who woke him up in the middle of the night just now, and it was Mu Tong who let him leave the General's Mansion!

Mu Tong: It's obviously the person of Queen Tong and the second prince, but why would he do this?

What kind of role does he play in this complicated situation?!

But no matter what the role is, just by his last sentence, Mu Ziding feels that he should not be a threat to the Mu family.

"Tell Yang'er not to return to the capital of Longyan for the time being. ”

Mu Tong's words echoed in his ears, but after thinking about it, Mu Ziding was a little unsure of the meaning of these words, whether he was afraid that Mu Qingyang would be in danger when she came back or worried that after she came back, with her current identity, she would pose a certain threat to Queen Tong's forces?!

Just when his mind was in chaos, suddenly, a white shadow quickly flashed in front of Mu Ziding.

"......" gradually stopped, and Mu Ziding couldn't help frowning, just at the speed just now, what he could shake in front of him was just a figure, and that light skill was definitely not under himself!

Could it be a chaser?!

It's just that Mu Ziding, who just had this idea, immediately shook his head slightly, it is absolutely impossible, except for the imperial uncle Mu Xuelun, there will definitely not be a person in the entire Long Yan Kingdom who has more light function than himself, let alone the people around Queen Tong.

"Who?" said Mu Ziding, looking at his surroundings vigilantly.

"Hahaha......" A gust of night wind blew, and the sound of laughter quickly dispersed in the air.

"......" Listening to the ghostly laughter, Mu Ziding couldn't help but shake his body and a chill down his spine.

"Why, it doesn't seem like I'm very popular. Looking at the curtain and holding his forehead, the voice was gradually getting closer and closer.

"It's never been very popular. He groaned so low that he could hear it almost alone.

"What?" Seeing that Mu Ziding's lips moved slightly but didn't hear anything, Feng Jian pinched his nose and immediately pulled it to his side.

"You ......" for Feng Jian standing beside him so closely, Mu Ziding couldn't help but be stunned.

You must know that he hates the smell of his body very much, although he never feels that he has any bad smell on his body, but the fact is that every time the wind stream will stay away from him, and he will always look extremely disgusted.

Just when Mu Ziding was puzzled, he saw that Fengjian had already poured something out of a porcelain vase, and sprinkled some crystal powder on him.

"Poison?!" When the word flashed in his mind, Mu Ziding immediately dodged to the side.

"What are you running?" Although Mu Ziding has always been known for his speed, this time, he was tightly held by the wind stream before he had time to run a meter.

"......" Mu Ziding broke free, and looked at the porcelain bottle in Fengjian's hand vigilantly.

"Look, it's not poison. As if he had seen through the mind of the curtain at a glance, Feng Jian said slowly.

"If you say no, it's not!" he spoke, but Mu Ziding still didn't stop struggling.

"It's just you, and it's not worth my poisoning. Feng Jian said, his eyes squinting in the direction of the curtain ding.

"You don't worry, it's just some powder. Feng Jian immediately added, raised his hand, and sprinkled the whole bottle of powder into the air.