"Hey, my aunt, stop pushing, the wine is all spilled!"

Gong Yifei blocked Mu Xiyue while protecting the wine in his hand, grinning, with a panicked face, where is the Yushu Linfeng when he closed his eyes and recuperated just now?

Mu Xiyue saw that it was almost over, let go of her hand angrily, looked at Gong Yifei carefully and nervously protecting the pot of wine, glared at him angrily, and her face sank.

The body regained its balance and checked that the wine in his hand had not spilled, Gong Yifei let out a long breath, turned his face to see that Mu Xiyue was still cold, and sighed in his heart, with a little embarrassment on his face.

"Well, it's just a jug of wine, are you really angry?"

Gong Yifei's voice was a little flattering, thinking that he did not drink less, and his heart was naturally empty, as he spoke, his eyes fell on Mu Xiyue's face, as if he had thought of something, and his expression on his face was slightly correct.

"You didn't come to me just to catch me for stealing alcohol, did you?"

While speaking, Gong Yifei looked towards Mu Xiyue, the expression flickered between his eyes, looking at her serious face, he couldn't help but restrain the smile on his face, and his heart sank.

Mu Xiyue listened to Gong Yifei's words, her face was stunned, and her eyes instantly became a little more solemn: "Do you know what Mo Yichen's mission is this time?" ”

Gong Yifei was stunned, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at Mu Xiyue, as if she was secretly thinking about what she was thinking, for a moment, the corners of her lips grinned, and a smile was pulled on her face.

"Men's affairs, don't worry about your women's family, you can't do anything anyway!"

has been dealing with Mu Xiyue for so long, Gong Yifei probably knows a little about her, although Mu Xiyue can't be measured by the yardstick of an ordinary woman, but she is a woman after all, if she really tells her about Mo Yichen, if she can't help, she may make some mess, well, Mu Xiyue is a woman, maybe she will do something.

"This pot of wine is bookkeed, and the previous account is settled today!"

Mu Xiyue's fierce gaze swept over Gong Yifei's face, his face suddenly froze, and he reached out and grabbed the wine jug in his hand, I don't know where the speed came from, Gong Yifei didn't even dodge.

"Oh, I'll go!"

Gong Yifei reacted quickly, and at the moment when the wine jug was silent and out of his palm, he hurriedly grabbed it, looking at Mu Xiyue's cold face, his heart trembled, and a flattering look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Auntie, spare me, ancestor!"

Gong Yifei watched the wine in the jug about to pour out when the two were entangled, and hurriedly said good things.

"Do you say it or not!"

Mu Xiyue's voice was a little solemn, and between speaking, her hand was forced, and the mouth of the wine jug tilted down a few points.

"Say! Say! I say! ”

Gong Yifei saw that the liquid on the tip of his heart was about to flow down, his heart was tight, everything depended on Mu Xiyue, the voice of promise had not yet landed, and he felt that the strength in Mu Xiyue's hand was weakening, and he hurriedly snatched it over.

"This temper, how is it exactly the same as the trace!"

Gong Yifei muttered quietly while checking the wine jug, and while speaking, he peeked at Mu Xiyue glaring at him, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly turned around and hid the wine jug behind him.

"You know everything about him going out this time, right?"

Mu Xiyue sighed, with a bit of solemnity between her eyes, I have to say that the prince's words yesterday really made her care, and she didn't know why, she always felt that something would happen in the past few days.

Gong Yifei listened to Mu Xiyue's voice changed, he looked up, and the banter in his peach blossom eyes couldn't help but disappear, a little more serious, met Mu Xiyue's gaze, and nodded.

"Isn't this mission dangerous?"

This sentence doesn't seem to make any sense, but it is what Mu Xiyue cares about the most, after all, that man cares about herself!

Gong Yifei listened to Mu Xiyue's words, his face couldn't help but sink, the wine jug in his hand was raised, and he poured it suddenly, and the mellow wine entered his throat, which seemed to make him settle down.

"After so many years, which mission is not dangerous?"

There seemed to be some pretense of relaxation in his mouth, he turned his face to look at Mu Xiyue, his face was a little more nervous, his face was gloomy and barely soothed, he sighed, and turned to Mu Xiyue, with comfort in his voice.

"After so many years, he has also gotten used to it, not to mention that there are so many masters around him, don't worry."

Gong Yifei said as he spoke, his eyes looked at Mu Xiyue's face, and seeing that she was still frowning, he couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Yichen's tasks are all personally assigned by the emperor, with Mo Yichen's martial arts, not to mention the number one in the world, at least if the court can't find one who can compete with him today, even so, he will often be injured every time he performs a task.

"Do you know where he went?"

Mu Xiyue's face was gloomy, and she suddenly took a breath and looked at Gong Yifei, with a bit of heaviness in her voice.

Gong Yifei was stunned, and subconsciously just wanted to say, but when he looked up and looked into Mu Xiyue's eyes, his heart suddenly sank, and the words that had reached his mouth were swallowed back in a daze, and shook his head.

"This mission is no different from the past, you know the ability of the trace, you have to believe him, not to mention, the guards around him are better than the ghost soldiers, don't worry!"

Gong Yifei said, the expression between his eyes deepened a little, and he poured a sip of wine into it, and his heart trembled uncontrollably, and he didn't seem to dare to look directly into Mu Xiyue's eyes.

"Hmm."

Mu Xiyue responded, her eyes swept over Gong Yifei's face, and she thought to herself in her heart, and the expression in her eyes eased a little: "Next time, let me catch stealing wine, your account will be doubled!" ”

The moment he turned around and left the pavilion, Mu Xiyue's clear voice came, echoing in this silent autumn garden, the voice was soft, but when it poured into Gong Yifei's ears, it was like a hammer, and it struck suddenly.

"Poof!"

Gong Yifei had just drunk a sip of wine before he could swallow it, and he was stimulated by Mu Xiyue's words and squirted out uncontrollably, looking down at Mu Xiyue's figure slowly leaving, and then looking at the wine in his hand, grinning at the wine that had just been squirted, staring at his eyes, but he didn't hold back a word for a long time.

Mu Xiyue didn't hear any substantive news from Gong Yifei, but she saw some information in his eyes that she wanted, even if she didn't come in vain.

Qiushui Garden, Mo Zi was already waiting outside, watching Mu Xiyue come out, hurriedly walked over, looking at the tense look on Mu Xiyue's face, her heart couldn't help but sink, she wanted to comfort, but she found that she couldn't find the right words, after all, in the past few years by Mo Yichen's side, there are some things that she knows in her heart, the more words she has, the more it will increase Mu Xiyue's mental burden, it is better not to say it.

The two were speechless all the way, Mu Xiyue walked along, thinking about what had happened recently, her brows kept frowning and stretching, until she reached the steps on the second floor, and Mo Zi's strength came from her arm, and then she retracted her thoughts.

Mu Xiyue's heart calmed down a little, and subconsciously walked towards Mo Yanju, as soon as she stepped on the second floor, a tall figure dressed in white blocked the scene in front of her, and suddenly raised her head, and when she recognized who it was, her heart couldn't help but be heavy, and then the expression on her face eased and greeted her.

"The thirteen princes can come to my Shangpin Pavilion, but it really makes us shine."

Mu Xiyue's voice did not have the previous haze, and it was gentle and soothing, which made people feel comfortable when they listened to it.

While speaking, Mu Xiyue walked towards the Thirteenth Prince, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips, but this smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, adding a little alienation.

Mu Xiyue's clear voice came from his ears, the thirteenth prince was slightly flustered, turned around leisurely, looked at Mu Xiyue with a smile on the corner of his lips, and couldn't help but bring out a little softness on his face, but his eyes were deep and sharp like a falcon, falling on people's faces, as if to see people's hearts thoroughly.

"Shangpinge cuisine and wine, coupled with all kinds of novel performances and tricks, this king is naturally attracted, I have to say, you girl is really a bit capable."

The thirteenth prince said "girl" as an elder and narrowed the distance between him and Mu Xiyue, and between speaking, the corners of his lips were hooked, and his face showed a bit of appreciation.

"It is an honor for me to be favored by the Thirteen Princes, I hope you will enjoy it, and Qianling will retire."

I don't know why, every time Mu Xiyue faces the thirteen princes, she always has a feeling in her heart that she can't reach the bottom, although there is nothing to be ashamed of, but this feeling is uncontrollable,

Besides, if the words are not speculative, Mu Xiyue doesn't want to have too much intersection with the Thirteen Princes, or is it because of Duanmu Gaoyang?

Thinking of this, Mu Xiyue's heart sank, and she didn't want to stay longer, and when she spoke, she turned around and was about to leave.

"This king is like this for you to avoid?"

Seeing that Mu Xiyue was leaving, the thirteenth prince felt a pang in his heart, and his voice came from behind Mu Xiyue, with a little gloomy.

The footsteps were abrupt, Mu Xiyueshuang clenched tightly while resting, and quickly let go, adjusted the expression on his face as soon as possible, turned to look at the thirteenth prince, and the corners of his lips were leisurely hooked.

"Is there anything else going on with the Thirteenth Prince?"

Mu Xiyue pretended not to understand what the thirteenth prince meant, her eyes blinked, and there was a little doubt on her face.

The thirteenth prince was stunned, looking at Mu Xiyue like this, the words of reprimand that came to his lips suddenly swallowed like this, although he knew that Mu Xiyue was pretending, but he couldn't say a word at the moment.

Barely suppressing the annoyance in his heart, the expression on the face of the thirteenth prince eased a little, his sharp eyes fell on Mu Xiyue's face, and his voice brought out a bit of calmness.

"This king came here today, and he is indeed looking for you something, and you are very busy now?"

The words of the thirteen princes are a bit overbearing, the Thirteen Princes are regarded as god-like figures in the Celestial Empire, his status and identity can naturally be imagined, even if Mu Xiyue really has something to do now, it is impossible to say a "no" word to the Thirteen Princes, not to mention, she still doesn't know the intentions of the Thirteen Princes.

Mu Xiyue's eyes flashed a heaviness, fleeting, before she looked up, she quickly disappeared, but a faint smile appeared on her face, just a faint smile, not mixed with a trace of flattery.

"The Thirteenth Prince has something to do, even if it is a big matter at hand, Qian Ling has to let it go!"

Mu Xiyue said, her clear eyes swept over the face of the thirteenth prince, looking at the expression on his face that eased slightly, but there was no slack in his heart, and the expression of his whole body was tightly tensed.