Hearing Mu Zihan say that Yin Yang Rou had already died, the mad ghost became crazy.

"You must have killed my Rou'er, I want to kill all of you to avenge my Rou'er!"

The mad ghost howled, his voice was like a terrible ghost, and he rushed towards Mu Zihan regardless of it.

Mu Zihan's brows were furrowed, in order to prevent the fight from affecting Su Ruoxi, he decided to fight quickly.

Although the mad ghost has become delirious, his martial arts have not weakened at all, and after ten moves, the two are evenly divided.

However, the mad ghost's hands and feet were chained, so his movements were not as flexible as Mu Zihan's.

After another five moves, Mu Zihan beat the mad ghost to the point that he vomited blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Hearing the sound of fighting, Ling Feng, who was guarding not far away, rushed over with people, and when they arrived, the fight was already over.

"Lord Wang! Are you okay? ”

Ling Feng rushed to the door of the house, but he didn't dare to trespass, so he could only wait outside for orders.

As soon as Mu Zihan waved his hand, the door was torn open by a strong wind. He walked straight out and instructed Ling Feng, "Put the mad ghost back in the ghost prison!" No one can let him go without the king's permission. ”

Ling Feng ordered the unconscious mad ghost to be taken away, and the quiet night returned to calm again.

Early the next morning, the sun rose in the east, and the entire city of Binh Duong woke up from the night.

Su Ruoxi was no exception, when she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a ray of golden sunlight shining in from the window.

She felt as if she had slept for a century, her whole body was sluggish, her head was groggy, and her throat was even more thirsty.

"Wan ...... Wan'er ......"

Su Ruoxi called softly, but didn't wait for Wan'er to come in.

If it had been before, the girl would have stayed by her bedside without sleep.

Su Ruoxi moved her body, and the faint pain in her left arm reminded her of what happened before.

"Wan'er! Wan'er has an accident! ”

Thinking that Wan'er's life and death were uncertain, Su Ruoxi supported her body with her right hand and tried to get out of bed.

"You're awake!"

As soon as Su Ruoxi sat up, Mu Zihan walked over with a bowl of rice porridge.

Seeing Mu Zihan, Su Ruoxi couldn't lift her spirits at all, and even felt a little irritable in her heart.

"What are you going to do?"

Su Ruoxi looked at Mu Zihan with an indifferent expression, and her attitude was very bad.

Mu Zihan chuckled in his heart, and for the first time he felt Su Ruoxi's indifference, which made him a little at a loss.

If it was a normal situation, what he should have seen at this moment was her paralyzing smile, and then she would say in a strange tone, "The prince came to visit the concubine so early, and the concubine is really flattered." ”

However, Mu Zihan didn't care about Su Ruoxi's attitude, but sat beside her, filled a small spoonful of rice porridge with a white jade spoon, put it to her mouth and blew it, and then fed it to Su Ruoxi's mouth.

"After sleeping for three days and three nights, you must be hungry, so drink some rice porridge to cushion your stomach."

was reminded by Mu Zihan like this, Su Ruoxi suddenly felt hungry.

Seeing the white rice porridge in front of her made her swallow her saliva.

If she has something to eat, she won't be wronged that she is hungry.

Su Ruoxi snatched the jade bowl in Mu Zihan's hand and gulped down the rice porridge in the bowl.

"I've finished eating, now you can go!"

Su Ruoxi threw the empty bowl to Mu Zihan and unceremoniously ordered the eviction.

"Do you feel uncomfortable, the imperial doctor invited by the palace is still in the palace, and the king asked them to come over and check your pulse."

Mu Zihan has a rare good temper, although he has no expression on his face, he does not have a gloomy face as before.

Su Ruoxi looked at Mu Zihan's face carefully, touched her chin and thought seriously.

This Mu Zihan shouldn't be guilty because she was injured, right?

No, how could a black-faced god like Mu Zihan care about her life or death.

Mu Zihan is so good to her for no reason, there must be a conspiracy!

"Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief!"

Su Ruoxi snorted coldly and said mockingly.

"Oh? Is it? ”

Mu Zihan spoke in a strange tone, deliberately approached Su Ruoxi, and continued: "You are so poor that you are innocent, this king really has nothing to steal, it seems that there is only ......"

As soon as she heard this, Su Ruoxi knew that the situation was not good, so she hid her body backwards and cursed in her heart.

Damn it! This guy deliberately misinterprets her meaning, and wants to take advantage of her!

Damn, this guy can't really hit the devil, why is his personality always cloudy!

Seeing Su Ruoxi hiding back nervously, the corners of Mu Zihan's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and he took advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Why is Concubine Ai's face red? Is it too hot? Do you need this king's help......"

Mu Zihan said, and was about to untie Su Ruoxi's clothes, Su Ruoxi was so frightened that he kicked at Mu Zihan's heart, and scolded without thinking: "You sick madman!" ”

Hearing Su Ruoxi's angry shout, Mu Zihan seemed to have been stabbed in a scar, and his face suddenly became a little gloomy.

Feeling the changes in Mu Zihan, Su Ruoxi guessed that the sentence she just said might be very sensitive to Mu Zihan.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and Su Ruoxi didn't know what to say, so she chose to remain silent.

"Have a good rest, this king will come to see you another day."

After Mu Zihan was silent for a moment, he faintly dropped this sentence and turned to leave.

"Wan'er is fine, you don't have to worry."

When he walked to the door of the room, Mu Zihan added another sentence, and then he left with his clothes fluttering.

Knowing that Wan'er was fine, Su Ruoxi's heart was also much more steady.

She didn't care if Mu Zihan was angry or not, after sleeping for so many days, she needed to have a good activity!

Su Ruoxi got out of bed and stretched a big lazy waist, although the wound was still a little painful, it did not affect her work.

Just as she was about to change her clothes, suddenly a small flute fell out of her clothes.

She picked it up and saw that it was something that the black-clad masked man had left her that night with the Assassin.

"Who the hell is he? Judging by his reaction, he seemed to know me. ”

Su Ruoxi recalled all the people she knew in her mind, not only did she not find a trace of information about the black-clothed masked man, but she also thought about her head a little painfully.

"Forget it, don't think about it. Anyway, he said that he would play this flute when he was in trouble, and there would still be a chance to meet in the future. ”

"When we meet next time, just ask him!"

Su Ruoxi let out a long breath and put away the jade flute as a baby.

After changing her clothes, she went to Wan'er's room to visit.

Although Mu Zihan told her that Wan'er was fine, she didn't see it with her own eyes, and she was still not sure in her heart.

Wan'er's room was not far from her, and Su Ruoxi walked outside Wan'er's room in a few steps.

When she pushed the door in, she found that Wan'er was not in the room.