As his steps went away, Mu Xue turned around and saluted him respectfully: "Then, the concubine will retreat first." ”

Nangong Li ignored her, just took the Xuanming Sword placed on the hanging sword platform in his hand, and wiped the sword body with a cotton cloth soaked in potion.

Mu Xue also saw it and felt that this sword was very familiar, so he unconsciously took two steps forward.

After walking in and taking a closer look, and confirming that it was He Jian, Mu Xue's pupils shrank suddenly, and asked him in an almost questioning tone: "Why is this sword here with you?" ”

He turned his head to look at her, and the displeasure on his face was already obvious.

Hearing her ask herself in such a disrespectful tone, the corners of her lips flashed with a terrifying sneer: "You dare to question this king? ”

"The concubine doesn't dare, it's just that the concubine is curious, this sword is clearly given to Brother Haifeng, did you ask him to get it back?"

Mu Xue subconsciously thought that this person had gone back on her word, and said that she had agreed to give it to Mu Haifeng, how could this person go behind his back and ask Mu Haifeng to come back.

Nangong Li also understood the meaning behind her, and immediately laughed angrily, and asked her funny: "Do you mean that this king has rebelled because he is reluctant to use such a peerless sword?" ”

Although Mu Xue meant this in her heart, but let him say it so clearly, Mu Xue felt as if she had misunderstood him.

But she really couldn't figure out why the sword she had sent the day before yesterday had come back at this time.

"Otherwise, why is this Xuanying Sword back in your hands?"

Nangong Li's gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and he looked her up and down carefully, and his gaze was not without mockery, and Mu Xue felt uncomfortable for a while.

"What kind of person do you think this king is?"

What kind of person?

What kind of people?

The one who backtracked?

Mu Xue's heart subconsciously denied it, but she still couldn't understand how this Xuanming Sword came back.

When she handed over the sword to Mu Haifeng that day, Mu Haifeng obviously liked it, he looked at the Xuanming Sword with a gaze like a hero cherishing a hero, and it was impossible to return the sword properly.

"The concubine just married into the palace, I don't know what kind of person you are, but about this sword, I want to know why it came back to you. He also asked the prince to solve the doubts of his concubines. ”

Mu Xue's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, she looked directly into his eyes and said this passage.

She knew he was going to get angry.

But she was angry in her heart, why did she take advantage of her absence to leave the palace when she was not there, and she was in such a hurry that she didn't even need lunch.

I'm afraid that this prince doesn't like to see people, so he drove people out of the palace.

And now the sword is in his hand again.

The more Mu Xue thought about it, the more she felt that this prince was too withdrawn, and he was really a villain.

Sure enough, when the man heard her words, he wiped his sword, and the sword body shone with a cold and grim light, reflecting on his mask, making his whole person look even more impersonal.

The man is angry in his heart, and his anger is almost accumulated.

This woman didn't know anything, and she defined it in her heart without understanding anything.

He also thinks of himself as a villain who has gone back on his word......

Sure enough, between herself and that Mu Haifeng, this woman subconsciously believed in that Mu Haifeng.

He had a word for her and didn't explain half a word.

"Get out !!"

When this sound went out, he bit extremely hard, as if this Mu Xue stayed a little longer, and he would die on the spot.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, you've always been so cold and condescending. I knew that you were so reluctant to give up this sword at the beginning, wouldn't it be better for you to say it directly? Pretending to be generous to me, I took it back again in a corner...."

Mu Xue didn't finish his words, and the man's wrist turned in a circle, bringing a cold wind.

The blade of the Xuanming Sword cut off a large strand of long hair on the side of her neck, and the blade instantly rested on her neck.

"One more word, and this king will cut your throat."

Mu Xue took a step forward, and the sharp and cold blade instantly cut through the skin on the side of her neck, revealing a trace of red blood.

"This Xuanming Sword, if it is in the hands of Brother Haifeng, he will only use it to kill the enemy. But you are using it against a weak woman like me. Is this the work of a gentleman? ”

If you're not a gentleman, you're a villain!

This is the unfinished sentence of her.

Mu Xue seemed to have eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and her eyes flashed with perseverance.

Nangong Li's hand holding the hilt of the sword gradually tightened, and he suddenly retracted the sword and then threw it at Mu Xue's side, the rotating blade cut through the layers of clothes on Mu Xue's arm, and then cut through Mu Xue's flesh, and the blood stained on the edge of the knife flew in the air with the blade, dripping to Mu Xue's feet.

She subconsciously covered her arm, but blood leaked from between her fingers, and soon wet her clothes.

This time, his throwing used ten percent of his strength, and after the Xuanming Sword slashed through her arm, it went to the jade curtain behind her, as well as the screen embroidered with the picture of a hundred horses.

The Xuanming Sword was sharp, the jade curtain broke in response to the wind, and the beads with broken threads fell on the floor like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate in an instant.

After penetrating the entire screen, the Xuanming Sword cut through the air and nailed to a painting on the wall, eight points into the wall, and the entire sword body was submerged into the wall, leaving only one scabbard still on the wall.

For a moment, the air was filled with flying powder, and a sword broke through the wind, destroying half of his room.

The man's gaze was cold, staring at her injured arm, seeing the blood staining her robe red, and he didn't say a word of concern.

"Get out of this study for the king."

Mu Xue also gritted her teeth and endured, covering her injured arm, looking at him and saying word by word: "Lord Wang, when I got married, I never believed the rumors outside that you were cruel and unkind. But when you gave me Mu Yan Dan, I even thought that you were easy to get along with. Even if you don't go out all year round, and you become sick in isolation in the palace, at least your heart is not black. But today what I see is true, and there is no difference between you and what outsiders have rumored about. ”

He laughed angrily, and raised his hand to caress the little scrape on her neck.

The wound itself was painful, and this one touched, and she subconsciously shrank back.

"Great disrespect !!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he convicted her.

"Lack of !!"

spoke again, giving her the punishment she deserved.

"From now on, you will be the lowest maid of Fuyun Palace, and you will serve Jiupei."

Mu Xue bit her lip and looked at him.

He will punish so severely, but he will be punished for several crimes.

Before punishing her, she left the palace without informing herself, and she was not clear with that Mu Haifeng.

and punished her for indiscriminately thinking of him as a backsliding person at the moment.

complained even more that she didn't ask anything clearly, so she chose to believe Mu Haifeng between herself and Mu Haifeng.

With so many crimes, it was already an extra grace for him to cripple her without a single palm.

He was also angry at the moment, and he didn't think carefully about whether he punished her because she offended him, or punished her because she favored Mu Haifeng.

He didn't want to delve into the specifics, he just thought that he must clean her up fiercely and grind away this woman's obnoxious temper.

And the best place to polish her temper is Jiupei's Fuyun Palace.

"What? Won't go? It's okay not to go, how about feeding Xiao Tianba for this king? ”

Xiao Tianba was the one-year-old white-fronted tiger, and Mu Xue shuddered at the thought of facing a tiger.

She thought that people don't hurt the tiger, and the tiger is harmful to people's hearts, what if the tiger sees that she is not pleasing to her eyes and bites herself to death?

Although that Jiu Pei is also quite hateful, it is easier to communicate than a tiger who does not understand human language.

So she chose to go to Fuyun Hall to show Na Jiupei the scar on her face.

It's just that Mu Xue didn't expect at this moment: animals are always animals, but people are sometimes not people.

Animals are often much kinder than humans, they eat when they are hungry, sleep when they are full, and as long as no one encroaches on their territory at will, they will not attack at will.

Moreover, captive animals do not have the habits of wild beasts, and they will not bite people at will.

I saw that she thought for a moment and answered her words: "Today I have promised Aunt Jiu to help her treat the injury on her face, I still go to Fuyun Palace." ”

"Clean up tomorrow, you go to the Fuyun Palace to be a subordinate, don't call yourself a concubine anymore, you don't deserve to be ....."

Mu Xue bit her lip, buried her body lower, tried to reduce her sense of existence, and muttered: "Yes, I know." ”

"Heh, it's good to know, step down!"

The man turned his back and didn't look at her again.

The blade of the Xuanming Sword is made of 10,000-year-old cold iron, and such a big scratch can't heal at all if you don't use medicine well.

The blood on her arm was dripping, and with each step, blood fell on the floor of his room.

And the place where she had just stood, the blood had already flowed into a small pool.

There was a faint smell of blood spreading in the air, and his eyes fell on the pool of blood after the person left, recalling that when he was stabbed by the Xuanying Sword in his abdomen, he still remembers the cold that penetrated into his bones.

The scabbard of the Xuanying Sword was still in his hand, and his gaze was far away, looking at the sword that had been submerged on the wall over there.

He thought that when he could give this sword to Na Mu Haifeng openly, he would pull it out again.

He breathed a sigh of relief and hung the scabbard on the sword table.

Jiang Ci had been walking around the door, and he also heard the sound of a sword entering the wall inside, but when the princess spoke, he didn't dare to enter without permission.

The door of the study was opened from the inside, and Mu Xue's white palm was covered with blood, which was glued to the door when it was opened, and under the clear blood mark, it was Mu Xue's bloody lips.

This sword is really extraordinary, and the damage is several times higher than that of ordinary swords.

Her face and lips turned very pale, which startled Jiang Ci, who was guarding the door.

"Princess, how are you, Princess?"

Mu Xue leaned on the door weakly, looking at the scenery outside, the warmth of the oblique warm sun on her body was really steady.