Xun Qingchen smiled slightly, with a bit of tenderness in his eyes, and praised him sincerely: "Brother Mo, you are extremely talented, no matter what you do, you are naturally a leader1 It's just that the imperial physician of Hou Shu is not appropriate!" A touch of self-deprecation appeared on Mo Sheng's lips, his eyes drooped, he looked at the thin bleeding wound on his wrist, and changed the subject: "Actually, 'Maple Leaf Floating' is not to be feared, the real power should be the blood technique of the dead soldier of the Chu State." "However, such a demonic technique doesn't seem to be done by the people of Chu at all. Even if there is such a blood-devouring person in the Chu State, there is no need to make a special trip to deal with him, he is the most quiet and inactive person among the princes! Xun Qingchen frowned slightly, a trace of doubt floated in his eyes, and after being silent for a while, he slowly spoke: "Who is it that you have to put him to death?" Mo Sheng looked at the glimmer of sky through the window, as if he was thinking and seemed to be in a daze, and after a long time, he said lightly: "Actually, he should know better than anyone else in his heart." A group of officers and soldiers poured into the Fusheng Pavilion, they came and went in a hurry, and without too many words, they handled the scene cleanly. In the end, he only left a sentence that was not salty or light: "The remnants of the Chu State, it is not a pity to die!" It easily suppressed the hustle and bustle of onlookers. In troubled times, it is already a common thing to die one or two people, and it does not arouse much interest at all. Even if the matter is in the rich and stable Jinling City, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, where singing and dancing are leveling, it will be fainted by this heavy snowfall, and it will even feel a little boring as a drunken conversation. The individual visitors of the rivers and lakes talk about the alluring dance of the light dust, and the poetry of the literati and scholars praises the wind and snow. After Murong Qian was disturbed, he had no intention of tasting wine and painting, and waited for Ah Li to bathe and change clothes in the Fusheng Pavilion, tied his hair in a crown, and wanted to leave after cleaning up. "The villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, he forgets the rules on weekdays, and he hopes that His Royal Highness the prince will forgive his sins!" Ah Li's knees suddenly weakened, and he knelt in front of Murong Qian with a "plop". Murong Qianjian's eyebrows twisted slightly: "Ah Li, I have never liked these red tapes in the palace, if it is the same in the Fusheng Pavilion, then I will not be able to find a clean place." "Stealing half a day of leisure, this half a day, almost broke his floating life! Ah Li lowered his head, cowering and not daring to say a word. Murong Qian walked over and helped Ah Li up: "Ah Li, you don't need to be afraid of me, I don't want to be this prince at all, here, I just want to be an ordinary Murong prince." You just have to serve as you normally would, you know? Ah Li raised his head slightly, staring at Murong Qian with flickering eyes, and he didn't dare to answer. Murong Qian's tone was a little hard, but there was no trace of anger: "This is an order!" Ah Li looked at Murong Qian, heard what he meant, and after being silent for a while, he nodded heavily. Immediately, Ah Li took a step back and leaned over and bowed: "Today, thank you for your kind words in front of Aunt Liu, otherwise I will be expelled from the Fusheng Pavilion and I will be reduced to a hungry beggar again." Childe's great grace, Ah Li is toothless and unforgettable! "Alright! Get up! Murong Qian sighed and said, "Although you are young, you must always learn to be alert when serving in this land of fireworks." In the future, don't be surprised, don't mess up, you know? "Ah Li wrote it down!" Murong Qian looked at the childish face in front of him, and said lightly: "Okay!" Go and bring my breeze! ”