Chapter Ninety-Seven: Trust

"Husband, do you really have a way to help us escape?"

Mu Youchen chuckled: "No." ”

"Then you are still so leisurely, do you believe it or not, that black-hearted prefect will definitely punish us, force us to confess, and then click us away!"

As he spoke, he also made a movement to wipe his neck, and his eyes were rolling, which was very cute.

"Torture, extortion of confession, or clicking? He dares to kill this king and my little princess, that is impatient!

Otherwise, let's wash the yamen in blood, so that we are not afraid that they will report our affairs to our father. ”

Mu Youchen touched his chin, a serious way.

Mu Qianxun rolled his eyes: "Phew, you think about it, what about the people who are still watching?"

"Kill it together!"

"Tut-tut, why did you have such a cruel prince in the Xia Kingdom!

Who said some time ago that he was going to do chivalrous deeds? In this case, it is better to go to the house and cut off the house. ”

Mu Qianxun pretended to look at Mu Youchen, with a smile on his face, and teased mercilessly.

"Alas, brutality is also cruelty to others, but it's tender to Xun'er, is Xun'er right?"

Mu Youchen put his face in front of Mu Qianxun, very docile.

The corners of Mu Qianxun's mouth twitched, and he said nonsense: "Speaking of which, that Lang Zhong is pitiful enough, he helped us treat an injury, and he actually died, he must hate us to death!"

"Yes, it's wronged.

This is the cunning of the enemy, and almost all the people in this Qingfeng Town, large and small, have been healed by the old man.

Naturally, he was worshipped as a god, and now he is 'dead' in our hands, but he has provoked the anger of the people.

No matter how much Zhang Liang frames us, they will take it for granted. ”

glanced at Mu Qianxun lightly, and then to:

"But... The old man may not be innocent, he came to deliver medicine to me before noon yesterday, his expression was a little unnatural, and he didn't think much about it at the time.

Now that I think about it, maybe there was something in that medicine, maybe he had already colluded with that man!"

Mu Qianxun frowned slightly, her two good-looking thin lips were tightly closed, and the guilt in her eyes was replaced by coldness.

She will never have mercy on those who hurt her, it's good if she doesn't do it herself, and in her knowledge of you, all those who hurt her deserve to die.

Mu Youchen turned his head weakly and turned away, not daring to meet Mu Qianxun's deep eyes.

The latter words were simply made up by him, he knew that Mu Qianxun had always been a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person, and he didn't care on his face, but in fact, he still blamed himself for their involvement in that old man.

That old man is dead anyway, even if Mu Qianxun blames himself again, he won't be able to live, it is better to put a hat on him for colluding with Yunqi, so that Mu Qianxun can feel at ease.

Mu Youchen interrupted Mu Qianxun's thoughts and asked casually: "The weather is not cold today, why does Xun'er look so cold?

Mu Qianxun's body stiffened, there was no emotion on his face, he was hard like a puppet, and his ruddy little face was white and white.

Mu Qianxun was so abnormal, she had never seen her like this, Mu Youchen couldn't help but panic, holding her slightly cold cheeks.

Said softly, "What's wrong with you, Xun'er?"

Seeing that Mu Qianxun was silent for a long time, Mu Youchen became even more anxious, and patted her tender face: "Xun'er?

Mu Qianxun came back to his senses, reluctantly pulled out a smile, and leaned his head on Mu Youchen's arms: "I'm afraid, how can I not be afraid, snow is my nightmare." Wait... After this incident, I'll tell you why, okay?"

She had never mentioned her rebirth to anyone, but now she wanted to tell him.

Rebirth, even if she says it, no one will believe it, and she can't trust others.

This is her biggest secret, she doesn't want to hide Mu Youchen, since she has decided to join hands with him for the rest of her life, she must trust him wholeheartedly.

"Okay!" Mu Youchen stroked her hair, and her heart ached.

He could feel the hurt in her heart, and her eyes spoke for themselves.

He didn't know what she had been through to give a seventeen-year-old woman those looks.

He only knew that no matter who hurt her, he would not let them feel better, and he would resolutely stand by her side and do his best to protect her.

A simple word fell on Mu Qianxun's heart, swinging a circle of sweetness, and becoming more and more reassuring.

He didn't ask her questions, leaving her time to open up and tell her that he trusted her enough.

The most beautiful and true feelings in the world are nothing more than this, trust, tolerance, waiting...

The Imperial Palace, in the Hall of the Cold Moon.

Originally, the two masters had left, and this Cold Moon Hall should be deserted.

But... It's not like that at all, the Cold Moon Hall is more lively than ever.

Mu Youchen's temperament is too cold, these subordinates are also cold, usually even unnecessary communication is saved, everything is clear with one look, and he can't open his jubilation, and he is very restrained.

Since the two girls, Qian Ning and Qian Yan, moved in, the atmosphere of the entire Cold Moon Hall has changed.

Qian Ning and Qian Yan were a little crazy, and after a while, they stopped, and a little thing was babbling, infecting the subordinates up and down the Cold Moon Palace.

Mo Xian is also a very lively one, and now he is mixed with two crazy girls, and he is even more out of control.

These servants of the Cold Moon Hall are all Mu Youchen's secret guards, and their skills are not inferior to those top guards in the palace, and Mo Xian is the leader of these secret guards.

The commanders are all crazy to play, and they are also crazy, with the example of Mo Xian, Ling Ze is not easy to say.

Ling Ze was the kind of quiet character, he really couldn't blend in with them, looking at the joyful scene in the Cold Moon Palace, he smiled with relief.

Mu Qianxun changed Mu Youchen, Qian Ning and Qian Yan changed the dark guards of the Cold Moon Palace, and the Cold Moon Palace, which has always been known for its dead silence, has been completely changed in just one month.

In the southeast corner of the Cold Moon Palace, in the room of Qianning and Qianyan.

Qian Ning was called away by Ye Li, leaving only Qian Yan alone with one hand supporting his head boredly, sitting at the table in a daze.

A cheerful knock sounded, and he looked at the door in confusion, and his voice was crisp: "Come in!"

The door creaked open, and a tall figure stood in front of the door, the black cloak fluttering in the wind, forming a circle of halo under the sunlight, and the not outstanding face was full of smiles, warm and intoxicating.

Inadvertently, Qianyan's heartbeat was a little faster, he smiled playfully, and there was a look in his eyes that he had never seen before: "Mo Xian!"

"Qianyan, what about you?"

"I was called away by Sister Ye Li, do you have something to do with her?"

Mo Xian scratched his head, looking a little shy: "No... I'm here for you!"

I don't know why, I've always blushed inexplicably when I see Qianyan recently, even if I look at her from a distance like this, I can't stop my heart beating faster.

"Looking for me?" The slender jade finger pointed at him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth spread.

"It's... How about we get out of the palace and have fun?"

"Out of the palace, the young lady and the prince are not here, how can we get out of the palace?"

The boss who opened his eyes the size of black beans asked puzzled.

"Stupid, do I still need a token or something when I leave the palace?

His voice rose a little higher, and his expression was full of energy.

Listening to this tone, it seems that climbing over the palace wall is as easy as stepping over the threshold under your feet.

Qian Yan frowned, pouted, and hummed softly: "What's the matter, Miss is much more powerful than you! Besides, you can turn over, and I can't turn over, how can I get out of the palace?"

Approaching Qianyan, Mo Xian's fingers curled slightly, and knocked heavily on her head: "It's really stupid to say that you are stupid, wouldn't it be good if I took you out? Just you, you won't be able to climb the palace wall in the next life, alas!"

This tone is really annoying, Qianyan rubbed his aching head, tilted his head, and said angrily:

"Hmph! It's great to climb over the wall! Do you know how this girl will? Bandits and thieves only climb over the wall, cut!"

"Oh, I see, the master and the princess have all climbed over the wall, can it be that you say that they are bandits and thieves?

Mo Xian had a wicked smile on his face, and stared at him with a shallow voice, he would die if he didn't fight with her, was Mo Xian sent by God to bully her?

Ever since I met him, I've been living in the shadow of being bullied.

When Qian Ning was there, he could still help clean him up, but now he is weak, and he is only bullied.

Qianyan's eyes rolled, crossed his waist, with a look of disdain, and said coawardly:

"If you're so powerful, go out and play by yourself, this girl is not uncommon! Walk slowly, don't send it! I'll tell Brother Ling Ze to go in a while, you don't have to go out to play again!"

Mo Xian chuckled in his heart, although he and Ling Ze were both the leaders of this secret guard, but Ling Ze's skills were above him, and he was much more calm and prudent than him.

Before Mu Youchen left, he instructed Ling Ze not only to be optimistic about everyone, but also to be optimistic about Mo Xian, and not to let him fool around.

In the Cold Moon Palace, no matter how much trouble he makes, Ling Ze won't care, but this is out of the palace... It's different.

In case someone is caught, leaving the palace without permission is a big crime of beheading, Mu Youchen is not in the palace now, and no one will cover him if something happens.

Ling Ze would never allow such a thing to happen, if Ling Ze found out that he was out of the palace to play, there would be no freedom at all in the future.

I have to say that Qian Yan really caught his seven inches now, and his tone immediately softened, and he flattered him in a low voice:

"No, it's the best way to put it! It's the kindest, most beautiful, and most generous girl in the world, so don't meet me like a stupid pig, okay?"

After that, he tugged at the corners of his sleeves and tried to make his appearance look sincere.

Qian Yan swallowed his saliva, looking at Mo Xian with strange eyes, he didn't expect that the cruel words released indiscriminately could play such a good role.

It's not our girl's temperament to have a cheap advantage.