The city lord was shocked and suspicious, he was surprised that Yao Ziying was able to hook up with the elusive Wen Xiaotian! Although Wen Xiaotian was nominally his apprentice, he had only seen Wen Xiaotian for so many years! He was very skeptical about the authenticity of this matter, because Wen Xiaotian couldn't even look down on his daughter, how could he look down on Yao Ziying, who was already married? And Wen Xiaotian also knows Mu Shaotian, how can he take Mu Shaotian's wife?

The city lord was messy, he couldn't figure out the relationship between Mu Shaotian, Mo Liuzhi, and Wen Xiaotian and Yao Ziying...

Mo Liuzhi was shocked and angry, and the portrait in his hand was almost crushed by him...

The princess saw Mo Liuzhi's face full of resentment and murderous aura, so she smiled warmly and said, "King Mo is looking for a wife for thousands of miles, which is really touching!" Your princess is in the palace at the moment, and you can ask her for yourself what is going on. ”

"Yao Ziying, you are amazing! kicked me and Mu Shaotian apart, and went to find a new love! Don't think I'm going to stop there, you woman! Mo Liuzhi stared angrily at the portrait in his hand, and was about to burst into flames.

What if Yao Ziying has a fiancé, Mo Liuzhi will not stop there! He was even a little happy, if Ziying was Wen Xiaotian's fiancée, it meant that she had nothing to do with Mu Shaotian! Mo Liuzhi thought, it is easier to take a wife with a mere miracle doctor than to win love with Mu Shaotian!

As soon as he thought of this, his handsome face immediately appeared with a smile that he was determined to win...

Return to the royal palace.

Mo Liuzhi couldn't wait for the princess to call the girl named "Jia Mian'er".

After a long time, the guards came to report that they couldn't find Jia Mian'er.

"Yao Ziying, where are you hiding?" Mo Liuzhi couldn't wait to turn the city lord's palace over to find Ziying's trace, but after all, he was a guest, and he couldn't take the lead from the guests, so he could only wait for the city lord to mobilize the palace guards to conduct a carpet search.

There is still only one result of the search: "Jia Mian'er is missing!" ”

Of course, they couldn't find Ziying, because Ziying had been taken away by Ling Xiao and Yao Liangyu before they could return to the palace.

The group of Lu people are on their way to Jubao Villa at the moment...

There are many fellow travelers who go to Jubao Villa, and nine times out of ten they are businessmen with treasures, and many of them are people who go to join in the fun.

It was very lively along the way, and the people with treasures boasted about how valuable their things were, and what distant country they bought them from, and they were definitely priceless!

The onlookers followed and coaxed, guessing which treasures Tianmu Gongzi would deny and which treasures he would affirm...

Ziying was speechless all the way, always looking thoughtful. She didn't understand why she couldn't help but recall Wen Xiaotian's warm and comfortable smile...

Every time she recalls Wen Xiaotian's smile, she always feels warm and kind in her heart...

There is still a day to go before Jubao Villa, and the clear sky suddenly becomes overcast, and soon it is pouring rain...

Not far away was a deserted house, and everyone flocked to it.

The rain has been raining for a long time, but it has not stopped.

Looks like we're going to have to spend the night in this deserted house tonight. And they made fires to keep themselves warm, and they ate their dry food.

"Ziying, are you in a daze again, are you thinking about the dung of Jubao Villa?" Ziying stared at the flames, looking thoughtful again, Song Xiaoliang handed her a fragrant baked cake, wondering what she was thinking.

"Nope." Ziying took a bite of the biscuit, and her eyes fell on the bonfire again, still looking thoughtful.

"I found that when you came out of the palace, you always looked preoccupied, tell my brother, what happened?" Song Xiaoliang had an attitude of solving problems for others, but Ziying only gave a faint smile and did not tell Song Xiaoliang what she was thinking.

Of course, she can't tell Song Xiaoliang, because she misses the gentle Wen Xiaotian. No, to be exact, she misses Mu Shaotian, because Wen Xiaotian gives her a feeling similar to Mu Shaotian, which is a kind and intimate feeling!

"Shaotian, if you were the Divine Doctor Wen Xiaotian, how good it would be..."Looking at the fading bonfire, Ziying's eyes flashed with tears.

She really misses Mu Shaotian.

She always feels extremely lonely on rainy nights, even in the crowd, her heart is empty.

Faintly, she seemed to hear Mu Shaotian's call from the rain: "Ziying..."

She trembled, and subconsciously ran to the door, looking at the rain curtain...

It was hazy ahead, only the sound of rain, and I didn't hear the call...

At this time, the sword in his hand came out of his hand and rushed into the rain curtain...

No, the sword wants to pierce a galloping carriage! Ziying knew that this sword was as sharp as clay, and if it pierced into the carriage, it would inevitably hurt the people in the carriage!

The sword of the evil gate!

Ziying chased out in a hurry...

The sword was already in the carriage, and at the same time, the carriage without a coachman also stopped, and remained quietly in the rain.

If the people in the car are not killed, they will be injured! Ziying secretly screamed miserably and ran over with all her might...

The rain drenched her clothes and hair, dripping down her chin, and she ran to the carriage, and was about to ask about the situation, when a magnetic, clean and hearty male voice came from the carriage: "This sword is yours?" ”

What a seductive sound! Sounds so comfortable!

Ziying breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the people in the car were okay.

"I picked up this sword, but I didn't mean to assassinate you. I don't know why it came out of its hands..."Ziying explained while touching the rain on her face, hoping that this person would understand.

"It's okay, I don't blame you. It's a good sword, and if I'm not mistaken, it's the saber of Tenmu Childe! How did you get this sword from Tenmu Childe? The people in the car were tepid, and they didn't blame Ziying.

The sword stabbed so hard, and the person in the car was unhindered, which shows that this person's martial arts are not weak!

"Actually, I don't know the origin of this sword, I don't know any Tianmu Gongzi at all! This sword was picked up, I can't shake it off, it's very evil! Ziying told the other party very frankly, and kept wiping the rain from her face.

"I see, get in the car, I'll take you to Jubao Villa." The man in the car threw the sword to her, and his tone was kind.

"How did you know I was going to Treasure Villa?" Ziying thought, could it be that her face was engraved with the words 'I'm going to Jubao Villa'?

"At this time of the month, people who pass by here go to Jubao Villa. Don't you want to sell the sword you picked up to Tenmu Gongzi? The man smiled heartily, and his laughter was neither arrogant nor arrogant, which made people listen to it comfortably!

"It's amazing, you can guess my mind!" Ziying secretly praised this person for being good at reasoning and guessing.

"Thank you for your kindness, I still have a companion, so I won't take your car." Ziying turned around and walked towards the house. She didn't walk fast, she was wet anyway, she was wet when she walked and ran, so she didn't waste her strength to run again.

At this moment, Song Xiaoliang, Yao Liangyu and Ling Xiao ran out.

"How did you run out of the rain, it's all wet. Here, cover up. Song Xiaoliang held an oil-paper umbrella to cover her from the rain.

Yao Liangyu and Ling Xiaohu looked at the carriage suspiciously, and they both had an inexplicable sense of hatred, as if the people in the carriage had some deep hatred for them!

"Girl, if you put away that sword, Tianmu Gongzi will buy it back at a high price! Since you're not willing to hitchhike, I'll go first. After the man had finished speaking, the carriage started slowly, and gradually began to gallop...

The curtain of the car was raised in the wind, and everyone saw the person in the car flashing by, a man with a beautiful mask...

Ziying froze instantly, with an incredible expression on her face...

It's the masked man with the conceit in his dreams!

The man in the car is the masked man in her dream!

The sword came from a dream, could it be that this person also came from a dream?

It's too evil!

I only told Ziying: "This masked man and this sword are related to Tianmu Gongzi!" ”

That night they were all asleep, and they slept deeply.

Ziying's dizziness came on time, and she was weak, half asleep and half awake.

After being drenched in the rain, although she wore wet clothes to bake the fire and finally dried a pair, she still felt cold.

She curled up to reduce the chill when a burst of heat approached her...

It's a body heat, slightly fragrant smell! A sense of déjà vu! It's Mu Shaotian's breath!

She clings to the warm place, just wanting to hold on to the warmth and not let it go.

"Shaotian..."Ziying pillowed this warmth, attached to this warmth, confused, muttered in her mouth, and exhaled Mu Shaotian's name.

Someone did give her body heat, but this person was not Mu Shaotian, but the masked man...

His carriage stopped outside the door, and he just wanted to give her a thicker cloak to protect her from the cold, but she held on to him...

He had no choice but to hug her, warm her with his own body, and put a cloak on her.

The masked man's eyes are blazing, and he doesn't seem to need to sleep. He embraced her and warmed her until dawn when he quietly left.

At dawn, the fresh air blew in, and the people were in good spirits, and when they ran out of the house, they found ten carriages parked on the road, as if waiting for someone.

Seeing everyone coming out, the coachmen shouted one after another: "The road is too slippery, Tianmu Gongzi sent us to greet all business friends!" Please get on board! ”

These ten extra-large carriages were actually sent by the prince of Tianmu, which was an unexpected surprise! Don't say that this group of people, no one has ever been invited by Tianmu Gongzi before, and they still send a special car to pick them up! It's a privilege!

Thanks to this overnight rain!

Who Tianmu Gongzi is coming to, no one knows, anyway, if there is a car, it is also an honorable thing to take the carriage of Jubao Villa!

Nine wagons had been loaded with the people here, and the remaining carriage seemed to be specially designed to pick up someone, and it was still empty.

I saw that the driver of the empty carriage came to the front of the carriage where Song Xiaoliang and the others were sitting, and said respectfully: "Please Miss Ziying take my car." ”

No one was invited, but she was invited alone, Ziying felt strange, how could this coachman understand her name?

It seems that this empty car is reserved for her.