Mu Yi looked up and looked at the stranger who was defending himself in surprise and curiosity. He had a plain square face, with rich eyebrows and piercing eyes, which were sprinkled with tenderness when looking at himself.

He was a burly man, and he looked a little delicate when he stood with him, and seemed to be a person who could protect himself well.

Mu Yi turned his head away, feeling a little depressed.

As the first guard by Xin Muyuan's side, he thought that his kung fu was not bad, and his body shape was okay. But since he had a relationship with the Xie family, he found that he couldn't not only fight the young master of the Xie family, but also the guards.

Mu Yi walked away, and secretly raised his eyes to glance at him. He had already finished talking to his companion and continued to walk forward with Mu Yi, but because Mu Yi's identity was unknown, he was a mute and could not report his home, so just in case, the guards and archers followed at any time.

As soon as Mu Yi made any move, they would kill him on the spot.

As he walked, Commissioner Chen suddenly found that the person behind him was gone, so he hurriedly looked around, and finally set his eyes on the little mute who fell three meters behind.

Commissioner Chen let out a breath, walked up to his side, and asked, "Tired?" The Protector's Mansion is a bit big, and the flower hall is in front, so you hold on a little. ”

His gaze and gentleness are different from the indifference and sternness of looking at others.

Mu Yi gestured to him: Why don't you go and report it first? Otherwise, it is easy to get beaten.

Commissioner Chan read his every move carefully and couldn't help but laugh. He was amazed to find that although these movements were strange, he understood them.

Supporting the waist and touching the air is the "sound", referring to the waist is the "waist", patting the fart. Shares are "beaten".

Commissioner Chen moved the muscles of his face, so as not to make Mu Yi feel uncomfortable by smiling too stiffly, and patiently explained to him: "I'll go back when I get to the flower hall." ”

After a pause, he put on a serious face and said, "However, if Madame doesn't see you this time, you will leave obediently, and you are not allowed to break in again." ”

Mu Yi tilted his head and thought about it, and nodded. Then he took out the contract that Xin Muyuan gave him from his arms, pointed at it, and put it away again.

Commissioner Chen pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you going to sell yourself to the Protector Mansion as a slave?" He looked at Mu Yi and found that this kid was wearing clothes made of fine fabrics, and the hair ties used to tie his hair were made of gold and silver threads.

Mu Yi hurriedly shook his head, eager to shake his head off.

Slave to the Protectorate? Impossible, impossible in this life!

He pointed to the contract again, then put it away. Commissioner Chen stood there quietly and waited for a moment, but he didn't see any reaction from Mu Yi.

He stood there with his hands in his hands, without the slightest meaning of a stroke.

Commissioner Chen: "Are you no longer explaining to me?" ”

Mu Yi put his two hands together and slowly pulled away a distance: it was too long.

Commissioner Chen: "......" means that the sentence is too long and he is too lazy to explain! Is it really good to be so perfunctory and casual with other people's guards in other people's houses!

In the end, Commissioner Chen still indulged him, didn't ask any more questions, took him to the flower hall and went to find his wife in person. He roughly described Mu Yi's appearance to her, thinking that Mrs. had to imagine carefully to have a rough idea, or she didn't know this person at all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said the word "dumb", he heard Mrs. snort coldly, and said disdainfully: "Mrs. Ben still thinks how tall she is, how long has it been, and she has changed her hexagram?" ”

Madame squinted at Commissioner Chen and asked, "Did the people outside come with a contract?" ”

Commissioner Chen was still shocked by his wife's broken thoughts, and nodded in a wooden voice. He recalled the piece of paper with a handprint that Mu Yi had taken, and thought to himself that it should be that.

It's just that......

Lofty?

Mind?

Mrs. is out breading and raising a little male pet?

He seemed to know some terrible news.

I thought that Mrs. would refuse to meet, and Commissioner Chen specially prepared a large set of rhetoric when he came over, but now it seems to be useless.

Madame straightened her clothes, made a haughty look, and walked with her chin raised to the flower hall. Commissioner Chen felt that his wife was now more imposing than ever, and her shelf was higher, as if she was going with the attitude of crushing the other party.

Commissioner Chen silently took a little wax in his heart.

It's not good to do anything at a young age, and you have to be a little affection that others can't see. Person? No, Mu Yi looks so pure, how can it be voluntary? It must have been her wife who took out this set of prestige to intimidate!

From the middle hall to the flower hall, Commissioner Chen's heart has been broken. It is also the inauthenticity of the Duchess who slanders the country, and it is also complaining that Mu Yi is not sticking to it enough.

He wandered all the way, and didn't notice that Madame had entered the flower hall, and actually rushed into it.

Madame was startled and glared at him in annoyance. Guan Chen shrunk his neck, silently took a step back, and stood outside.

Madame straightened her sleeves, walked up to the high platform, sat in a position of honor, and looked at him condescendingly: "Did you bring the contract?" ”

Mu nodded, took out the contract from his bosom and showed it to his wife. When Madame got up, he suddenly smashed the contract on the chest of the maid closest to him. Before, departed in style.

The lady who is about to take the contract to see: "......" is he playing prestige with himself? Or, is he trying to insult himself?

Madame ignored him.

She only has the contract in her eyes, what Mu I, Mu II, Mu San, how much love is, it has nothing to do with her.

Staring directly at the contract on the ground, let the maid pick it up and take it.

It's just that as soon as the maid bent down, she heard a "bang" and the door was slammed open again.

Madame looked over and found that it was Mu Yi, who had finished his majesty, and came back. He lifted his chin, and suddenly stretched out a hand to his wife and rubbed his fingers: Give money!

Just now, I was just playing prestige and forgot to ask for money.

Madame ready to get angry: "......"

Commissioner Chen, who wanted to stop Mu Yi: "......"

That's it?

"Heh," the Duchess of the Protector sneered, "I thought you beautiful people are so tough, and the whole thing is still for money." Xiaoxiang, go and fetch the silver. ”

Mu Yi's dark eyes moved, and he suddenly stretched out a hand and opened: 500,000!

"Five hundred thousand? Xin Muyuan has never seen money! ”

Mu Yiba raised his head higher and shook his arms, indicating that there was no room for negotiation. The Duchess of the Protector stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly smiled disdainfully, and ignored the fact that she asked the maid to hand her the contract she had picked up.

However, the maid had just lifted her foot when her wrist suddenly ached, and when she lowered her head again, the contract in her hand was gone. Her pupils suddenly shrank, and she turned her head suddenly, and sure enough, she saw that the contract that should have been in her hand had returned to Mu Yi's hands.