"You still need to ask," a deep, magnetic voice rang out lazily, "that you lost." ”

Being interrupted by Xia Xingshen like this, Jun Mowen immediately turned his head and glared at him angrily, unconvinced, "How can I definitely lose?"

Mu Xiaofeng snorted unhappily, "Dare to love the two of you too much." ”

All bets were placed on her.

"What do you think" Xia Xingshen glanced at Chu Lige lightly, and finally fixed his gaze on Mu Xiaofeng without moving.

Jun Mo glanced at him and said first, "Of course, we will find out the person who framed me first, and if we find someone, I can't get rid of the suspicion of the eldest young master." ”

Xia Xingshen smiled, ignoring Jun Mo's question, his eyes were still staring at Mu Xiaofeng impartially.

"No, it's not easy to find someone," Mu Xiaofeng shook his head, but his tone was not a trace of condensation, obviously he had already thought it out and made it into his chest, "What did my brother get into the prison for, so let's start with something." ”

Xia Xingshen looked at her, the slight smile on his lips deepened, and his charming eyes were obviously in agreement.

Jun Mowen glanced at His Royal Highness Liwang, who was sitting quietly like a sculpture, and then looked at Xia Xingshen, who was smiling and nodding, and his mood suddenly fell for a while.

When it comes to these conspiracy and permanence schemes, she really will never be able to compare to Mu Xiaofeng.

But Mu Xiaofeng already has a man by his side. Jun Mowen glanced at Xia Xingshen with some loss, and then looked at Chu Lige, who only lowered his head to drink tea, and smiled for a while and fell silent.

"Do you have anything else" Mu Xiaofeng stood up, now that her brother was still in prison, she was really in no mood to entertain them, "If it's okay, then let's make an appointment another day." ”

Xia Xingshen smiled noncommittally, "If there is anything you need help with, just say it." ”

Jun Mo asked for a while, and said, "Me too." ”

Xia Xingshen looked at her with some dissatisfaction, but he didn't say anything unpleasant, just looked at Mu Xiaofeng, and said, "Then I'll go first." ”

Mu Xiaofeng smiled, his expression faintly grateful, "I won't be polite." ”

Although Xia Xingshen said that he was leaving, he stood up, but his eyes kept staring at His Royal Highness Liwang, who was sitting still, and he was also here to accompany His Royal Highness to the end.

Mu Xiaofeng looked up at the sky a little speechlessly, and really didn't understand why these two people suddenly fell into a bar.

"Let's go, I'm going to be busy too."

This sentence was obviously said to Chu Lige.

His Royal Highness Liwang, who was in a daze, really put down the cup and stood up slowly, his cold gaze crossed Mu Xiaofeng, and said as if no one was around, "Don't worry, there is me." ”

Jun Mowen rolled his eyes, so envious that he couldn't help but wink at Mu Xiaofeng immediately.

It's not a lingering love story, but it's more touching than a flowery romance.

After Chu Lige finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left without hesitation.

Jun Mo looked at the handsome figure and disappeared in front of him, and he still stood in place and couldn't react. For a long time, looking at the back that was long and even a little thin, but it made people feel as solid and reliable as a mountain for no reason, he muttered with deep envy, "He is a good man." ”

After sighing, he couldn't help but subconsciously look up at the man in indigo.

But Xia Xingshen didn't care to listen to her sigh, and he didn't care about her gaze, and when Chu Lige got up to leave, he also bowed his head to Mu Xiaofeng, and then left.

Chu Lige left Mufu and immediately rushed to the armory station without stopping, but when he arrived at the armory, he stayed outside and did not go in.

The armory, that is the place where weapons are made, without the warrant of Emperor Chu, not everyone can enter.

"Invite Ma-sama from the Manufacturing Division to come out." Chu Lige didn't get out of the carriage, picked up the curtain, sat directly in his swaggering agarwood carriage, and lightly instructed the guards guarding outside the armory, "I'll wait here." ”

Looking at Nanchu, His Royal Highness Liwang, who can make people call "ghosts and sorrows", came to invite him in person, and he was still waiting outside the door, but I am afraid that this Lord Ma can be regarded as the first person to crown the ancient and modern world.

When Master Ma heard the guard's message, he was immediately surprised and excited, and he staggered. Naturally, this surprise is far greater than joy.

This unique "honor", he is afraid that he will not be able to bear it. Surprised, he was almost so embarrassed that he crawled to the door of the armory.

From afar, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the carriage made of agarwood, the most ostentatious and noble agarwood in Southern Chu, lying quietly at the door like a mighty lion.

His steps quickened, and even his forehead was oozing dense sweat from the hurry.

"Minister, see His Royal Highness Liwang."

In front of the carriage, Master Ma bowed his hand and bowed deeply.

In the carriage, Chu Lige sat upright and straight, his graceful face hidden in the shadows. Master Ma was outside the carriage, and he could only see the vague outline, and he couldn't see the expression on his peerless handsome face.

It's just that with his cold and noble bearing of sitting high on top, even such a cold glance is enough to make Master Ma tremble.

"Master Ma, please."

The pressure on his body dropped sharply, and Master Ma hesitantly tried to raise his head. I saw the cold-faced facial paralysis guard's eyes swept over coldly, and his stiff arm was beckoning a carriage to come at this time.

Master Ma straightened up, looked at the luxurious carriage that had already set off in a bit of a daze, and then looked at Leng Gang, with a puzzled expression, "This brother, may I ask Your Highness what this is?"

What do you mean?

Leng Gang glanced at him expressionlessly, and pointed to the carriage next to him, "Please get in the car." ”

Master Ma opened his mouth, wanting to ask where His Royal Highness asked him to go, but after opening for a long time, he felt that his throat was so dry that he didn't make a note for half a day.

Leng Gang saw him standing still for a long time, squinted his eyes, and another cold look swept over, "Master Ma, please." ”

"Oh oh get in the car, get in the car." Master Ma was forced again and again by the cold and sharp eyes like Shen Tie, and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and climb into the carriage.

Seeing that he finally got up, Leng Gang didn't say a word, and sat directly in front of the car, and the carriage immediately galloped up.

After an hour, the carriage stopped abruptly, and Master Ma, who was almost torn apart, heard a cold voice coming in, "Lord Ma, please." ”

Master Ma shuddered, dragging his weak hands and feet out of the car in embarrassment.

When he stumbled out of the carriage, he found that the atmosphere in front of him was solemn and solemn. When he looked up, he almost fell on the spot.

"Dali Temple"

What did His Royal Highness invite him to Dali Temple for

Did he have any tricks in the hands of His Highness the King?

Master Ma stood in place with great anxiety, staring at the shocking big characters on the plaque with a white face, his legs trembled so badly that he couldn't move forward for half a minute.

However, isn't His Royal Highness never concerned with political affairs?

Why did he suddenly meddle in the affairs of the Ordnance Institute

Could it be that Your Majesty got some secret report and deliberately asked this living Hades to detain himself

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Master Ma's mind, and his limp legs trembled more and more.

Leng Gang glanced at him coldly, and saw that the beads of sweat on his cheeks kept rolling, and he couldn't help frowning, and asked strangely, "Master Ma is very hot"

"Ah hot," Master Ma nodded subconsciously, but then shook his head awkwardly, "It's not hot, it's not hot." ”

In this cool late autumn season, the autumn wind swept through and shivered with cold, and it was still hot

"Then Master Ma hurry up and go in," Leng Gang stood beside him and watched coldly, "Your Highness has already gone in and waited." ”

Once again, I heard that His Royal Highness was waiting

Master Ma was suddenly as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, his legs were not weak, and his sweat was no longer rising, but his heart was so empty. The panting was also very strong, and the panting sound was like a bellows pulled in the blacksmith, whirring and ringing.

The people of Dali Temple had obviously been explained in advance, so they were not surprised to see Leng Gang leading Master Ma in, and some people pointed directly to Leng Gang, "Go over there in the prison." ”

"Thank you, brother." Leng Gang thanked the passer-by expressionlessly, and led Master Ma inside without saying a word.

"Brother and brother," Master Ma dragged his weak legs and reluctantly smiled to catch up with Leng Gang, "Where are we going?"

Leng Gang turned around and looked at him strangely, "Heavenly prison." ”

"It's over," Master Ma turned pale and looked back at the dark and long passage, "Brother, can you tell me why His Highness sent me to the prison?"

Leng Gang stopped, and looked back at him with even more strange eyes, "Master Ma has made a mistake"

Master Ma choked, but then he was ecstatic, so excited that he almost hugged Leng Gang a few times.

"So Your Highness didn't send me to prison."

Leng Gang saw him look like crazy, and his eyes became more and more strange, "It's a prison." ”

Master Ma was almost so shocked by his impermanence that he fainted on the spot, but fortunately this time he understood Leng Gang's words.

His Royal Highness took him to the prison, not because he committed a crime.

He straightened his waist, couldn't help but put his hands together, and said something in his mouth, "Amitabha." ”

was almost scared to death by Chu Lige

"Master Ma, please." Leng just glanced at him, and began to walk in with square steps one by one.

I really don't understand how a person with a startled temper like Master Ma is suitable to stay in the armory.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Leng Gang finally took Master Ma to the prison.

The torture chamber in the prison was very clean. It's not clean, it's not good, because His Royal Highness Liwang, who has a habit of cleanliness, suddenly came, and the jailer could only clean up on his back.

When Master Ma was taken to the torture room, Chu Lige's indifferent and calm expression was like sitting in his own garden.

In front of him, there was a clean red sandalwood table with a complete set of precious tea sets on it.

And His Royal Highness, who is forgetful and intimidating, is sitting comfortably next to the small table, holding a precious porcelain cup.

Leisurely, lowering your eyes, tasting tea.

However, this is the torture chamber of the prison, and even if it is cleaned up in a hurry, the smell of musty and blood still lingers in the air.

Master Ma looked at the strange and disobedient scene in front of him, and he only felt uncomfortable, and he didn't even have a place to put his hands and feet.

A few days away, a man also stood tremblingly.

"I don't know what to teach His Royal Highness the King to the heavenly prison" After saying this sentence carefully, even Jingyang himself felt awkward, and the corners of his mouth immediately pulled uncomfortably.

Master Ma squinted his eyes and looked at Jing Yang who was standing behind Chu Lige, he knew that this person was the director of the prison.

But His Royal Highness called him to the torture room of the prison, and also called the director of the prison here, why

Master Ma looked at Jingyang, who was also confused, and the second monk was still at a loss.

His Royal Highness's thoughts are really not something that these petty officials can guess through.

Chu Lige held the delicate and precious fetal white porcelain cup, closed his long eyelashes, and only stared at the white smear of his fingertips.

After a long time, Jing Yang gradually felt the pressure boundless, and he was sweating unconsciously before he heard Chu Lige say coldly, "This king heard that Lord Jing is responsible for Mu Shaoxuan carrying weapons into the palace to assassinate him."

As soon as these words came out, Jingyang and Master Ma immediately glanced at each other, and they both showed a relieved look.

But after Master Ma breathed a sigh of relief, the eyes that had just understood a little became cloudy and confused again.

The trial is a matter between Jingyang and Dali Temple, and what does it have to do with him, a petty official of the Ordnance Manufacturing Department

Because of the case of Mu Shaoxuan bringing weapons into the palace without permission, Emperor Chu issued a secret order not to hear it publicly, so the officials outside knew that there was such a thing, but few people knew the specific situation.

It's no wonder that Master Ma was confused after a while.

After Jing Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he subconsciously straightened his waist, wanting to try to establish a trace of the majesty of the head of the prison in front of His Royal Highness, who was indifferent but awe-inspiring.

It's a pity that Chu Lige is like sitting in his own garden, his posture is free and casual, but he is also lonely, noble, cold and unapproachable.

He just sat casually in this dirty torture room, and the momentum of his whole body was enough to make people ashamed of themselves.

Under the intimidation of such a noble nature, no matter how hard Jingyang tried to stretch his waist, it was in vain, because no matter how straight he stretched, he couldn't withstand Chu Lige's indifferent eyes.

With a casual sweep, his waist rod was as if someone had suddenly pulled out his bones, and his stomach softened.

But it doesn't matter if the waist pole can't stand up, about Mu Shaoxuan's case, Jingyang didn't dare to let Chu Lige interfere.

"Your Royal Highness," even if Jingyang tried to calm down, as soon as he met Chu Lige's indifferent and sharp gaze, he immediately stammered like a deflated balloon, and even stammered without a clue, "This case is indeed the lower official is responsible for the trial, but Your Highness, there is a decree in the saint, if there is no will, no one is allowed to interfere with the lower official's handling of the case." ”

In other words, even if you are His Royal Highness the Emperor's favor, it will not work.

Even if Mu Shaoxuan may become your brother-in-law, it can't be.

Chu Lige glanced at him lightly, and said unexpectedly, "Oh, since Your Majesty has a decree, Lord Jing should strictly implement it." ”

Jing Yang's eyes widened, and he was almost startled by his cloud light breeze and took off his chin.

"Then please forgive your Highness, and the lower officials dare to ask Your Highness, what kind of advice do you have for condescending to the heavenly prison" Jing Yang stammered and finally finished speaking, his whole face was so sad that he was about to cry