Mu Zixiao looked at the assassin lying in a pool of blood and sighed regretfully, there is always such a group of people who don't know whether to assassinate Mu Linghan, but it is the honor of this assassin to be killed by Mu Linghan himself.

"Who sent the assassin this time?"

Muzi Xiao got up from his chair and walked to Mu Linghan's side, looking at the assassin on the ground, this guy didn't have anything in his body to prove his identity.

"I don't know, I've done so many bad things for you and your father, and I've provoked so many people, and there are more people who want to kill me."

Mu Linghan wiped the blood from his hands with a handkerchief, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

Mu Zixiao didn't know what to say after hearing Mu Linghan's words, because Mu Linghan had indeed done a lot of things for him, helped him get rid of many people, and also made a great contribution to his father's consolidation of the country.

"Bring more guards when you go out next time, not every time these secret guards of yours can protect you."

Mu Zixiao was very worried about his indifferent attitude, after all, the sword has no eyes.

Mu Linghan looked at him and just smiled lightly and didn't speak, for him, life may be more painful than death.

"Uncle Huang, your prospective princess is too young."

Although Mu Zixiao knew that Xia Yimeng was nine years younger than Mu Linghan, he was still startled when he actually saw him today, he was simply an immature little girl.

"It's okay, wouldn't it be nice to watch her grow up day by day?"

Xia Yimeng lay on the bed thinking about what happened that day, and suddenly heard music coming from outside the house, Xia Yimeng sat up from the bed, put on his clothes, picked up his shoes, and walked out of the room lightly, for fear of waking up Xiao Zhen Since the last elopement incident, Xiao Zhen has become extremely sensitive at night.

Xia Yimeng went out of the room and looked at the roof, there was a person sitting on the eaves playing the flute, Xia Yimeng put on her shoes and flew up to the eaves lightly on her toes, and the light skills taught to her by her father were all used to go up the house and climb over the wall.

Xia Yimeng sat down next to the man, gently put his head on his shoulder, and looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky.

"The night sky is beautiful today."

Xia Yi Mengkai said softly.

Cheyenne finished the whole piece quietly without speaking, and the two siblings would often climb on the roof on a clear night and sit side by side to look at the stars.

"Are you having fun today?"

After Cheyenne finished playing the tune, she took a cloth and wiped the flute carefully.

Although Xia Yimeng doesn't understand music, she likes the sound of the flute very much, Xia An deliberately found a musician to learn to play the flute for her, Xia Yimeng spent a lot of money to buy this flute and gave it to him in order to repay Xia An's love.

"Can I be happy that I was almost killed by an assassin!"

Xia Yimeng said angrily, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"How could an ordinary assassin hurt you, I want to ask if you still get along well with King Cheng?"

Although Cheyenne doesn't say it on weekdays, she is still very worried about her, afraid that she will swallow all the pain in her stomach in order not to worry her family.

Xia Yimeng was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Others are very gentle and treat me very well, just like you, brother." ”

"That's good, don't wronged yourself."

Xia An was relieved when he heard Xia Yimeng's evaluation of Mu Linghan like this, he had loved Xia Yimeng in every way since he was a child, and at this moment in Xia Yimeng's heart, Mu Linghan could be compared to him, then he must be very good to Yi Meng.