The thirteenth prince is crazy, and it seems that he has also obeyed the hearts of the emperor and the queen mother, but the rest of the party under his hands is still left, this is a big project, not only Mo Yichen, the sixth prince, Su Qianmu, and the eldest brother of Song Yuanchun of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, but also busy all day and did not stop.

Mu Xiyue looked at the troops passing by on the street from time to time, her face was calm, but she couldn't help but churn in her heart, and couldn't help worrying.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

A tired magnetic voice came from behind her, which made Mu Xiyue's body stiffen, and when she turned around, the familiar phantom purple appeared in front of her, making her heart beat wildly, and before she could answer, the person had already rushed towards him.

The tiredness of the day seemed to fade because of Mu Xiyue's running over, Mo Yichen waited for her to come over with a smile on the corner of his lips, and even his hand was already open, but when he saw her in front of her, he stopped and his face was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

This girl wrinkled her brows, which made Mo Yichen feel a little unsure, and took two steps forward to take the initiative to hug her, and her voice couldn't help but bring out a little doubt.

"How's your injury?"

Following Mo Yijian's outstretched arm, Mu Xiyue did not throw herself into his arms, but looked him up and down with her brows twisted first, and saw that his face was a little pale, and the expression on his face was a little nervous.

"Don't worry, it's all right!" Mu Xiyue's concern made Mo Yichen's heart warm, and he frowned uncomfortably when he looked at her, sighed, and stretched out his hand to pull her to his side: "Ding Jie has already checked my whole body, although there are some internal injuries, it doesn't matter, just rest for a while." ”

Listening to his words, Mu Xiyue's heart calmed down, and in an instant she seemed to think of something, raised her head that was pressed by his hand, and was still not at ease: "What about your arm, I saw that you were so seriously injured before?" ”

While speaking, Mu Xiyue's eyes fell on Mo Yichen's injured arm, and she was a little puzzled, but she didn't dare to touch it, for fear that she would hurt him again.

"Don't worry, it's not as serious as you think!"

Mo Yichen stretched out his hand and took Mu Xiyue into his arms, and let out a long breath, as if he was going to breathe out the busy day, or because of the involvement behind this matter, in short, this is not just a tiring thing.

Seeing his tired appearance, Mu Xiyue didn't ask any more, helped him sit on the soft couch, and handed over a cup of warm tea with her own hands, her eyes flashed, and she couldn't help it.

"Duanmu Gaoyang was tortured in the dungeon of Luoyang Palace, it is estimated that he will not be on duty within ten days, we must seize the opportunity not to give him a chance to breathe, these days, I will let Rean Xue help you cut off his money, ten days later, we will enter the palace together, this time, it will be more thorough."

Mo Yichen took a sip of tea, looked up at Mu Xiyue, his voice was calm, but the words were like quenched poison, and people trembled when they heard it.

"You're in a bit more anxious than I am."

Mu Xiyue listened to his words, the corners of her lips picked slightly, she liked such an opportunity, but she didn't expect Mo Yichen to be even more vigorous than her, and a fist was about to beat Duanmu Gaoyang to the point that there was no room to turn over.

"Didn't you already hold your breath in your heart? There's never been a better time. ”

While speaking, Mo Yichen reached out and pulled Mu Xiyue to his side, pinned her scattered hair behind her ears, and gently rubbed her smooth cheeks, her eyes were so doted that they almost melted away.

"You never asked me why I hated Duanmu Gaoyang so much."

Facing Mo Yijian's eyes, Mu Xiyue's face was a little more solemn, she reached out and grabbed the hand he was caressing on her face, grabbing it, and her clear eyes looked straight into his eyes, but there was no doubt and scrutiny that she expected, except for gentleness, it was endless indulgence to herself.

"You hate Duanmu Gaoyang not just because of Yan'er." Mo Yichen hooked the corners of his lips, a light smile appeared on his face, a sentence was not a question, but an affirmation, seeing Mu Xiyue's face stunned, he continued: "You look at his eyes, not disgust, but hatred, there are some things that you may have your own reasons for not wanting to say, since you don't say it, then I won't ask, if you want to kill him, I'll hand you a knife." ”

Mo Yichen's words made Mu Xiyue freeze suddenly, looking at him with excitement between her clear eyes, the corners of her lips trembled, and her tears flowed out unconsciously, uncontrollable, trusting a person is a kind of steadfastness, being trusted, such indulgence is a kind of moving and happiness, and it is also something that Mu Xiyue never dared to ask for, but she has it.

"I don't want to hide anything from you, some things are said, maybe I can't say it clearly for a while, and when it's over, I'll tell you everything."

Mu Xiyue gently approached Mo Yijian's embrace, let out a long sigh, there was a little more indescribable tiredness in her voice, this secret was also a big stone pressed on her heart.

"Good!"

Mo Yichen's voice was a little calm and infectious, he didn't ask more, he didn't say much, he just hugged her quietly, as if the busyness of the day would fade with her breathing, steady, so quiet, gradually breathing evenly, and fell asleep like this.

Following.

When Mu Xiyue woke up, it was already the next morning, not on Mo Yanju's soft couch, but in his room, Mo Yijian, who was originally holding him, was now gone, and it seemed that everything last night was a dream.

"Miss, are you awake?"

Mother Jin's voice still came from outside, changing Mu Xiyue's somewhat trance-like thoughts.

"General Mo brought you back last night, stayed by the bed for a night, and just left."

Mother Jin said as she reached out and took Mu Xiyue's clothes, her face was calm, and there was no trace of discoloration.

It's just that Mu Xiyue blushed involuntarily when she heard it, if she said that before, she would have grabbed him because she was too tired, but she was tired last night, but Mo Yichen was ......

"Miss, Miss Remnant Snow is already waiting outside."

Seeing that her mother was serving Mu Xiyue and washing up, she looked at the person with exquisite makeup in the bronze mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and then said something.

Mu Xiyue's face was stunned, feeling that this name was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while, she squinted her eyes and pondered for a long time, and suddenly remembered Mo Yichen's words last night, and at the same time, she also remembered that the person sent by Mo Yichen to Luowangfu before seemed to be called Rean Xue, and now that she is here, there must be some news.

"Let her in!"

The change in expression on her face quickly returned to calm, Mu Xiyue's eyes flashed with an incomprehensible meaning, she had already got something in her hand, and after putting such a long thread, it was finally time to close the pole, and she couldn't suppress her ecstasy when she thought about it.

"Meet the young lady!"

Rean Xue came in and gave a serious military salute to Mu Xiyue, a girl like this, which made Mu Xiyue a little surprised.

"Sister Rean Xue is a first-class guard beside the master, and she can pick two out of two hundred people, but she is very powerful."

Looking at the doubts on Mu Xiyue's face, Mo Zi couldn't help but open his mouth, and as he spoke, a touch of pride appeared on his face.

"Don't talk like you who were brushed off in the first few rounds!"

Without waiting for Mo Zi's words to finish, Mu Xiyue interrupted, watching Mo Zi's smile suddenly freeze on her face, the corners of her lips twitched uncontrollably, and her face couldn't help but be a little more bantering, and at the same time raised her hand towards Rean Xue to let her get up.

"What, the slave maid has entered the finals, and she is the youngest, isn't it Sister Rean Xue?"

Mo Zi and Rean Xue originally knew each other, and they had also received Rean Xue's care before, and their relationship was good, and now they are no strangers to each other, knowing that Mu Xiyue was making fun of herself, but she was unwilling to ask Rean Xue for verification.

Rean Xue looked at Mo Zi being so presumptuous in front of Mu Xiyue, and her face couldn't help but sink: "If I were the master, I would have punished you for squatting two hundred times now." ”

Mo Zi's face darkened, and he was about to speak, but looking at the seriousness on Rean Xue's face, his heart couldn't help but sink, and he closed his mouth.

After Rean Xue finished speaking, she turned to look at Mu Xiyue, and her face couldn't help but be a little more solemn: "Miss Huiyu, last night, Duanmu Gaoyang sent someone out to turn over the funds in the shop, but Princess Luoyang blocked his back road one step in advance, and all his profitable shops were out of stock, and now the thirty-six shops under Duanmu are losing money, this is the account book." ”

After saying a word, Rean Xue handed a somewhat worn and worn account book in her hand to Mu Xiyue, and her voice still had a bit of a sassy feeling that only a soldier has.

Reaching out to take the account book, Mu Xiyue carefully looked at them one by one, looking at the wins and losses and labels of those stores, the corners of her lips raised, bringing out a touch of coldness.

Princess Luoyang still holds the throne of the princess even if she has no son, not only because of her position in the heart of the king of Luoyang, but also because of the strong strength and continuous capital injection of her mother's family behind her.

When Duanmu Gaoyang succeeded to the name of Princess Luoyang, in order to accept this son who was not born by herself, Princess Luoyang opened a back door for Duanmu Gaoyang in many businesses. The first time cut off Duanmu Gaoyang's financial resources.

"Hmm." Mu Xiyue responded lightly, there was a little more indescribable emotion in her voice, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and her eyes flashed: "Then add another fire and send this account book to Princess Luoyang." ”

While speaking, Mu Xiyue handed the account book in her hand to Rean Xue, but this account book was not the one with the loss data, but the one that Duanmu Gaoyang hid in private and didn't dare to let Princess Luoyang read.

made a profit of 100,000 taels of silver, and what he gave to Princess Luoyang was 10,000 taels, and the two dividends were also divided into 10,000 taels, and Duanmu Gaoyang privately swallowed 90,000 taels, and his courage was big enough.

However, perhaps he never thought that the day when his account book was seen by Princess Luoyang again, this day would also become his most miserable day!

After a pause, the Queen Mother looked at the evil smile on the corner of Mu Xiyue's lips, her heart sank slightly, she reached out to take the account book, and before everyone had time to see it clearly, she had already dodged and flew out.

Seeing that Remnant Xue's figure was no longer within his reach, Mo Zi looked envious and worshipful, and followed him to the bed, and only when he couldn't see it withdrew his gaze, he saw that Mu Xiyue had already reached out and picked up the cup, and ran over with a dog's leg.

"Miss, Miss, this time, Duanmu Gaoyang doesn't even have room to turn over!"

Mu Xiyue put the cup in her hand on the table, looked up because of Mo Zi's excitement, and the corners of her lips hooked up with a sneer: "It's not time yet, it's the happiest in a few days!" ”