Kitagawa suddenly looked at Yun Muxi with wide eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was in the same disbelief as everyone else.

At this time, there was a trace of ripples in Nan Wufeng's eyes, and after a while, the corners of his eyes rose, and he suddenly smiled silently, and responded boldly, "Okay, you have to do something to satisfy this king's Chuan'er!" ”

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Mu Xi bowed his head with a smile and said: "Don't worry, the princess will definitely satisfy your Chuan'er!" ”

Mu Xi deliberately aggravated the word 'Chuan'er', and there was a burst of skin numbness on his body, which was really numb!

glanced at Nan Wufeng, who seemed to be smiling, snorted lightly, and muttered in a low voice, "Xiu'en love dies quickly"

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"Haha~ 'Show En's love dies fast', it's unique enough!"

A hearty laugh came from a tree-lined path not far away.

She could hear it so quietly!

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Mu Xi looked back violently, it was Phantom Xingchen who stepped from a distance, wearing a pale green brocade robe embroidered with birds and beasts, the robe moved with his steps, elegant and free, the sun sprinkled on his clothes through the cracks in the bamboo forest, the lilac demon pupils were slightly crimson under the red wheel of the noon day, and the non-human demon face looked particularly terrifying.

Everyone sighed for a while, I am afraid that the most beautiful woman in the world is not as good as him.

Mu Xi retracted his gaze, and after looking at it for a second, he felt panicked, such a beautiful and soft blank must have gone to Thailand to refresh it, and he also brought back a juggling robe by the way.

The first time they met, they were chased and killed by assassins, the second time they almost fell into the water, and the third time they actually attacked her while she was taking a shower.

"The prince, the prince of Beichuan Kingdom, the little girl retired first"

, Mu Xi bowed slightly, and before the phantom star entered the pavilion in the morning, he slipped away from the other path leading to Yingluo Courtyard in the pavilion.

Phantom Xingchen looked at Mu Xi who left in a hurry, and said slightly angrily, "Why didn't you see this priest coming to salute?"

, but the corners of his mouth are smiling playfully.

Beichuan Ze's eyes went back and forth between the two, a little inexplicable, did this Yun Muxi have any holiday with this priest?

When he glanced at the south without wind, he looked indifferent, as if he was looking at the yellowish lotus leaves in the lotus pond, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist that made it impossible to see clearly.

At this time, Mu Xi had already walked away, of course she heard Phantom Xingchen's anger, but she would also pretend not to hear it, and the fool went to say hello!

Qingmei trotted behind Mu Xi, "Miss, wait for me"

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Until he entered the courtyard, Mu Xi took a breath and stopped, looking at this place in the future, you have to be careful when you speak, there are martial arts masters everywhere and they have a good ear.

Mu Xi turned to Qingmei and said, "Qingmei, call someone to move the couch chair to the study."

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"Okay, Miss"

, the slightly panting Qingmei immediately ran to the living room.

Mu Xi went back to the study, took the brush and drew a few strokes on the rice paper, the ancients were not used to using the brush, such a thick nib, how to draw, there is no thinner nib, the heart moved, Mu Xi simply picked up a pair of scissors to trim the hair of the nib.

"Miss, the couch chair is here"

Ome and Yu'er moved the couch chairs in.

"Move it and put it next to the bookcase"

Mu Xi pointed to the empty space on his side, and then buried his head again to trim the brush in his hand.

What's wrong with Miss?

How did you cut the brush, Qingmei and Yu'er looked at Miss with some concern, is it because the prince handed over such a heavy banquet to Miss to take care of, is Miss too worried about this?

Qingmei hesitated a little and said, "Miss, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Mu Xi didn't raise his eyes, and said casually, "No, you go out first, and I'll call you when I get the blueprint."

, she seemed to think of something, and said, "You go and pour all the chrysanthemum brew you brought back at noon into the big wine trough first, and call the tailor of the house to the courtyard tomorrow morning, remember to bring tools"

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Qingmei became more and more puzzled, but the young lady ordered, naturally she had her reason to hold the wedding banquet of Nan Wufeng and Bei Luochuan in the Yanwang Mansion two days later, she only had two days, to be precise, it was the night after tomorrow, and for the 50,000 taels of gold, Bei Luochuan must be satisfied.

fighting！

Mu Xi retreated from Qingmei and Yu'er, and locked himself in the study.

She thought about it for a long time and felt that the theme of this wedding was romantic, and generally little girls like poetic, fantasy-filled scenes, and most of them like this tone, seeing that Bei Luochuan is about fifteen years younger than her, and besides, it is a woman's nature to be loyal to romance regardless of age.

After making up his mind, Mu Xi sat down at the desk and set up.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, a bright moon hangs high, the cool breeze gusts, the autumn breeze seeps in through the paper window, Yingluo Courtyard is exceptionally quiet tonight, Qingmei sent food and went out, and came in halfway to send a blanket to Mu Xi.

Mu Xi was draped in a thin blanket, yawned several times, and drooled all over the table.

Mu Xi simply borrowed the methods of the ancients to tie up his long black hair and hang it on the roof beams, forcing himself to toss himself like this for the sake of tickets.

The fact is that in less than half an hour, Mu Xi has slowly entered the dream.

It turns out that this cantilever can't treat the symptoms of drowsiness, drowsiness comes, even if you stand up, you can fall asleep, no, Mu Xi hung his head, drooping, only the sound of even breathing remained.