After a long time, Zhou Yao looked at Mu Tianxing, who was crying with his face covered, walked up to the regent and whispered, "What now?" ”

"Let Jiuxi calm down first, Ye Han, An Ye, you send General Mu back to his house." Ink Bottle said.

"What? Sent home? Zhou Yao was stunned.

"Questions? Do you really think that General Mu is a spy of the enemy country? "The ink bottle doesn't have a good airway.

Zhou Yao was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Naturally not." ”

Thinking that Mu Tianxing has fought on the battlefield for many years, suffered countless injuries, and defeated countless times, how can he be a spy, and where can he win?

"Then send it back and let him rest well, he feels more uncomfortable than anyone else now." Ink Bottle sighed.

Ye Han and An Ye immediately helped Mu Tianxing, who was so sad that he couldn't stand on his feet, to return home.

Mo Bottle asked Swift Wind, "What's going on today, you can make it clear." ”

The wind immediately reported, starting from Ye Wuheng asking Mu Jiuxi to go to Qi Mansion......

"Lord Ye is seriously injured?" Mo Zhu frowned, hearing that it was Mu Jiuxi who mended Ye Wuheng's wounds, he always felt strange in his heart.

"Yes, Lord Ye bleed too much, fortunately, the eldest lady is here, and he is injured in this kind of place, and he will be cut off if he is not careful." Hurricane felt that Ye Wuheng was really a great luck in misfortune.

Mo Zhu wanted to ask if it was Ye Wuheng who was all looked down upon by Mu Jiuxi, but he felt that he really couldn't ask, after all, Mu Jiuxi was a doctor, and the situation at that time was life-saving.

It's just that this person is Ye Wuheng, which makes Mo Zhu feel bored.

Because Mu Jiuxi said before that he liked Ye Wuheng, although he said that he liked it among friends, and Ye Wuheng even said that she would not marry him.

Now that Ye Wuheng has been looked at by Mu Jiuxi, what is this called.

For the first time, Mo Zhu felt that it was not a good thing for Mu Jiuxi to have medical skills.

And this woman was originally cold to these worldly rules.

Mo Zhu picked up the arrow that Mu Jiuxi put on the table, and when he saw it, his complexion changed, the cold light at the bottom of his eyes flickered, and Xuanyuan Chao was almost slapping him in the face of the regent of Gaoyun.

Zhou Yao took the ink bottle to see the mustache's corpse again, and the ink bottle shook his head after seeing it and said, "I haven't seen it." ”

"The eldest lady said that she wanted to ask Huo Yuntian to come and see the mustache, and said that Huo Pavilion Master might know more people." Zhou Yao told Mo Jiuxi what he thought.

Mo Zhu immediately frowned again and said, "You can't let him enter the Imperial City Division, so let's ask the painter to draw this mustache down, post it, and show it to Huo Yuntian by the way." ”

"Post it?" Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, not only post, but also hang the corpse for me to dry at the north city gate." Mo Zhu was completely enraged by Xuanyuan Chao.

He is not suspicious now, but sure, because Lu Weiya is a spy of the Northern Jin Dynasty, and the mustache must be too, and the only one who wants to kill him is the Northern Jin Dynasty.

In the Northern Jin Dynasty, there is only Xuanyuan Chao who has such archery skills, which Mo Bottle is very sure of.

Zhou Yao was taken aback by the cruelty of the ink bottle, but he thought that Mu Jiuxi had done this kind of thing before, so he didn't object, and asked someone to invite the painter to come, and he could hang the body out tomorrow.

Mo Zhu came to Zhou Yao's study, Mu Jiuxi sat on the main seat and didn't make a sound, didn't do anything, just rested, but his eyes were open.

Mo Zhu took the fragrant tea over, put it in front of her and said, "Jiuxi, you are tired, take a sip of tea." ”

Mu Jiuxi came back to his senses, looked at his handsome face and asked, "Do you know the mustache?" ”