, Knowing that he couldn't stop it at all, the boy stopped walking, and seeing the commander of the forbidden army carrying Xiao Yu into the carriage, he turned his head and put on a big coat, and hurriedly left the Bicui Pavilion.

His task was to leave Xiao Yu in Bicui Pavilion, and now that the person is gone, he naturally can't wait to go back and tell him.

He hurried all the way, even though he was followed by two retinues with superb martial arts, he didn't notice at all, and behind him, two figures were always not far away.

In front of a mansion, bypass the front gate, go straight to the back corner door of the house, look left and right, the son came forward and knocked on the door, but three times, the door opened a crack, someone probed out, saw that it was him, the door crack opened a little wider, let him in.

In this room, the young man and his entourage plunged into the courtyard, and in that room, the people who followed all the way looked at the open wooden door, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and turned to leave.

"Why are you back, Your Highness?" asked the doorman as soon as he closed the door, his eyes full of surprise.

The young man hurriedly walked towards the courtyard, and said, "Something happened, His Royal Highness asked the commander of the forbidden army to forcibly take it away, what about my father?"

"The prince is talking to the little master in the house, you came back just in time, go and persuade it, the prince wants to use the family law against the little master. ”

The prince in his mouth is the eight kings of Miaojiang.

And this young man is the eldest son of the eight kings of Miaojiang, Mu Zhengyi, and the little young master is the younger brother of his mother's compatriots, Mu Zhengshao.

The eight kings of Miaojiang, two sons and no daughters, entered Beijing with him this time, because it is a fair and honest pilgrimage, so the place where he lives is not hidden, it is a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits in Xinghua Lane.

The one who opened the door to Mu Zhengyi was the housekeeper who had followed the eight kings of Miaojiang for many years, the extermination of the Miaojiang Wu clan back then, or the eight kings who he took away in the chaos or the child, no matter up or down in the house, respected him in time.

Hearing this, Mu Zhengyi's already solemn face sank even more, "Why is there a fuss again, or is it for An Sui?"

The housekeeper nodded, his brows furrowed tightly, "The little young master asked the prince to agree and set his marriage with An Sui, but the prince did not agree, and the little young master made a fuss about going back to Miaojiang." ”

While speaking, the two of them had already walked to the front of the study, Mu Zhengyi shook his head and said, "It's too ignorant!"

As soon as he entered the house, he saw the eighth king copying a tea cup in his hand, gritting his teeth and shaking his beard and smashing it towards Mu Zhengshao, "Rebel, are you going to be angry with me?"

Under the anger, the Eight Kings used great strength, and Mu Zhengshao stubbornly refused to dodge, a blue and white porcelain tea cup smashed straight on his forehead, although it did not bleed, but it puffed up a big red envelope.

"Father's anger!" Mu Zhengyi hurriedly stepped forward, pulled Mu Zhengshao's sleeve, said to the eighth king, turned his head and reprimanded Mu Zhengshao, "Why did you make your father angry again, why don't you hurry up and make compensation to your father, go down and think about the past!"

Mu Zhengshao shook off his hand, "You don't pretend to be like this! Do you think I don't know, you have a deep brotherly relationship with me in front of my father, secretly, I don't know how afraid I am of taking your share of the pie in the future!"

Mu Zhengshao's voice was not high, but it was cold and cold.

Mu Zhengyi was about to push him out of the house, so as not to stalemate with his father, he was beaten again, and suddenly heard him say such a sentence, and suddenly a vicious anger came up in his heart.

"You kid is crazy, how can you bite people indiscriminately!" said that, in the end, he was still afraid that his stubborn temperament would displease his father, so he still pushed his shoulder with his backhand, "You get out quickly!"

Mu Zhengshao shook him off, "You push me less, I'll go out, why should I go out, do I go out and let you mumble about me in front of my father?

Mu Zhengshao's eyes were full of hatred, glaring at Mu Zhengyi, and his eyes were like looking at his father-killing enemy again.

Mu Zhengyi was furious by his heartfelt words.

His mother died early, and his father has been busy with the restoration of the country, although he is only five years older than Mu Zhengshao, Mu Zhengshao is the one he pulls.

When he was a child, he fed urine and water, and when he grew up, he could save snacks, but whenever he had a headache and brain fever, Mu Zhengyi kept watch it night after night, Mu Zhengshao grew up to be sixteen years old now, and Mu Zhengyi worked hard for sixteen years.

This younger brother, who grew up in the palm of his hand, is now glaring at him with hatred in his eyes, saying such a thing, Mu Zhengyi felt how comfortable.

My chest hurt when I was choked by his words, but I couldn't say a word, and I just felt that my heart was like a knife.

The Eight Kings blew their beards and glared angrily, "You little Wang Eight Lambs, your brother is still unmarried in order to take care of you, and he treats you as if he is a treasure, you say such things to your brother? Do you still have a conscience? How did Lao Tzu give birth to such a thing as you!"

Being scolded by the eighth king, Mu Zhengshao glared at Mu Zhengyi viciously, "My father has always favored the eldest brother, so naturally everything he says and does is right!"

Before the words fell, the eight kings picked up the inkstone at hand and flew over.

The inkstone is no better than the tea cup, if this is really smashed on the head, it must be fatal, in a hurry, Mu Zhengyi didn't care about the intestinal pain of Mu Zhengshao's words, and reached out to push him away, but when he moved, the inkstone grazed his temples and flew over.

The inkstone fell to the ground, making a loud noise, Mu Zhengshao looked at a red blood bead that was rubbed out of Mu Zhengyi's temple, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and the blood beads rolled and dripped straight into his heart.

But when I thought about it, An Sui told him yesterday that Mu Zhengyi took advantage of his absence to force (violent) her, and his anger swished, completely suppressing the uneasiness and guilt that was just rising in his heart.

With a stiff neck, he said: "You don't behave much, this inkstone, according to your kung fu, can clearly be avoided, you are deliberately doing this in front of your father, so that my father thinks how much you love me, and even more so that my father thinks that I am not sensible, and I am not as good as ......you everywhere."

Before Mu Zheng Shao finished speaking, Mu Zhengyi was so angry that his brain hurt, and he raised his hand and slapped him in the face, "What kind of wind are you kid smoking, the ghost is on your body?"

Mu Zhengshao's slap, listening to the crisp sound, actually didn't hurt at all.

How could he be willing to beat this younger brother he pulled with one hand.

Although he is a younger brother, his hard work has long been better than that of his parents.

was slapped by Mu Zhengyi, Mu Zheng Shao Deng's forehead was bruised, staring at Mu Zhengyi with unbelievable eyes, pointing at his nose like fire in his eyes and yelling: "I knew that you were a hypocrite!"

As he spoke, he stomped his feet, like an angry lion, turned his head and rushed out, "I want to go back to Miaojiang!"

The words fell, and he stepped out of the threshold with one foot.

Mu Zhengshao left, Mu Zhengyi took a deep breath, suppressed the heart of the river and the sea, and turned his head to the eight kings, "Father, what's wrong? Why is he suddenly like this?"