"What's that guy?"

Mu Zhennan's eyes were already a little loose, and when he heard this, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"Although we are not worthy of being courtiers, but you don't know, master, that Nangong Yue is a prodigal son, and he has to go to the Qinglou to drink flower wine for almost half a month."

Drink flower wine in the green building.

Still going for almost half a month?

Mu Zhennan furrowed his brows, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his face was surprised.

"He's so young, and he's like this?"

"Yes, master, really, our mother and daughter really didn't lie to you, if you don't believe it, you can ask people to check. By the way, by the way, don't you believe in Mu Haifeng the most? Sir, if you ask him to check, he will definitely be able to find out. ”

In the past, Mu Zhennan also knew in his heart that his wife didn't like Mu Haifeng, but in the past, he didn't tear his face because he lived under one roof.

But at this moment, I heard that Zhao Xiangning even suggested that Mu Haifeng should be investigated.

I already believe it in my heart.

If that person is really that ridiculous, and his daughter marries such a person, he really can't stand idly by.

And isn't it too kind for the emperor to marry his daughter to such a person.

He wrinkled his brows, thinking that if the emperor gave marriage on the premise of knowing Nangong Yue's character, then the emperor would really hold his two daughters and step on them.

This is the emperor's usual measurement for weighing the court.

The emperor is afraid that he will float.

And Zhao Xiangning proposed that Mu Haifeng go to investigate, and he was not afraid at all.

What kind of comment Nangong Yue is, you can know if you inquire a little.

Besides, Zhao Xiangning is still counting on the prince's side to get involved again, how can she let her daughter marry that kind of side branch of the imperial heir.

As if a decision had been made, Mu Zhennan's hand was clenched into a fist and hammered heavily on the table.

"Let's do this for the time being, these two days wait for Feng'er to find out what that person's character is, and then make plans."

By this time, it was already late at night.

Mu Haifeng was about to take off his clothes to rest, and when he was about to close the window, Mu Zhennan walked in with his hands behind his back and a solemn face.

"Father-in-law? Why are you here so late at night? ”

Seeing his father-in-law sitting there with an entangled face, Mu Haifeng always felt that something terrible had happened in his heart.

"Father-in-law, you drink tea."

The tea is always boiled on a stove so that it doesn't cool down.

Mu Zhennan took the tea with a solemn face, only holding it in his hand but never taking a sip, obviously not having the intention of drinking tea.

"Father-in-law, what's wrong?"

Today, when his father-in-law came back from the palace, he knew that the emperor had always believed in the General's Mansion, and his heart could fall into his stomach.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow you go and help your father-in-law check someone."

"Yes."

The father and son discussed in the room for a quarter of an hour, and Mu Zhennan came out of Mu Haifeng's room.

At this point, the general's mansion was temporarily calm.

Early the next morning, Mu Haifeng had breakfast and was ready to go out with his followers.

But before he went out, Zhao Xiangning took Su Zhu and came to his yard.

Mu Haifeng saw through the window that Su Zhu was still holding a gift in his hand, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

In fact, Mu Haifeng hated Zhao Xiangning.

hated Zhao Xiangning for marrying Mu Xue.

Ao Zhao is a person with a straighter temperament than Mu Haifeng, and when he saw this scene, he said with great disgust: "This Master Zhao is really good at things, what did we look like when we were squeezed by her, and now she has a request for you, and she licked her face and came to send something." ”

Mu Haifeng's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the window over there.

"Let's go, I'm too lazy to talk to her."

Both of these people are very good, and things like opening windows are not too simple for them.

threw some silver to Ao Zhao, and Mu Haifeng handed over the matter to Ao Zhao to inquire.

"There's not a lot of money, it's not really for you to prostitute, it's for you to inquire about the news, you know?"

Mu Haifeng's hands were tight, and all the previous silver was given to Mu Xue, and now he has cut out more than a dozen taels of silver on his body.

All of them were handed over to this Ao Zhao.

"Yes, the little one understands, and he must have inquired about the matter clearly."

At this moment, he is at a corner of the street, and if he walks forward, he turns a corner, and he will go straight to the palace.

"Then young master, where are you going?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't, go ahead and inquire more clearly."

Mu Haifeng went in the direction of leaving the palace after Ao Zhao left, he didn't believe that behind the marriage, there was no credit for Prince Li and Xue'er.

Mu Haifeng went out today and deliberately chose a cloak with a hat, looked around and found that no one noticed him, so he buttoned the hat to his head.

Mu Xue slept very early last night.

So the sky was just slightly bright today, and Mu Xue woke up with a sigh.

"Hmm, it's so sour...."

Mu Xue's slightly coquettish voice sounded from the gauze tent, as if she was asleep, Mu Xue didn't know where she was.

Rubbing her still sour eyes to wake up, she pushed away the arm around her waist with a wave of her hand.

Her body is actually sticky and uncomfortable, thinking that she must take a refreshing bath later.

The movement of her arm woke the man up, and he was also sleepy-eyed and a little sleepy.

Last night, news from Prince Nashun's Mansion, Mu Mansion, and East Palace was sent to him one after another, so he slept late.

The CCP woke up again before he could sleep for a while.

Seeing that she seemed to be about to get up, his arm clasped her waist and dragged the whole person into his arms.

In this position, the two fit very closely.

It was like a pet that had run away and had been caught again, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Sleep with this king for a while..."

It's not hard to hear that he is very sleepy.

His voice was hoarse and unbearable, and he was obviously sleepy, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

Mu Xue was dragged back by him, and in his arms, her eyes were round and dripping.

"Lord, I'm not feeling well, I want to take a bath."

"If you don't wash it, don't go back and wash off the traces left by this king on you."

The inside of Mu Xue's corridor was like intestines, filled with the man's white/turbidity, which was left behind by nearly two hours of madness.

Mu Xue was tired from pounding yesterday, and her body hadn't had time to clean up.

She turned around and said in a consultative tone, "Then I'll use your soup pool to wash, okay?" ”

His soup pool.

It is the soup pool of the Flower Rain Pavilion.

Their first time was in the pool.

As if thinking of this, thinking of the way she trembled that night when she was loved by herself, Nangong Li's brother became more and more hideous.

"Then you wash the king first."

Nangong Li's words, in addition to the obvious sleepiness, there is also an indescribable ambiguity.

Before Mu Xue could think clearly about the meaning of this man's sentence to wash him, his hot palm deftly slid into a place he was obsessed with.

His washing...

Mu Xue looked at him speechlessly, her hands against his chest.

to make a letter of rejection.

"You promised me yesterday, you won't forget it, right?"

"I haven't forgotten"

He said that he had not forgotten, but the movements of his hands continued.

"First of all, this time, this king will wait for you to pass this so-called ovulation period."

As if he couldn't wait, he quickly explained that after saying this, he rudely pressed the woman completely.

The ears and temples grinded, and the man's muffled gasping was in her ears, sexy and sultry, as if someone was ferociously teasing Mu Xue's body, she gasped even more than this man.

"Slow down...."

Lying on your knees.

The curve of Mu Xue's back is so perfect that she can't find any flaws.

With this posture and this strength, Mu Xue felt that her waist was about to break.

"Slow?"

It's like hearing something funny.

Wheezing and sneering, "This king sees that you don't know anything about the power of speed. ”

Shut up, the man didn't say a word again, just focused on one thing.

The man was like a wild horse on the loose, rampaging through her.

The tent swayed slightly, reflecting the absurdity between the sheets.

As if he didn't know what tiredness was, under this posture, Nangong Lishuang's scalp was numb.

I can't make this woman cry and beg for mercy to count.

Mu Xue first woke up in the light of the sky.

When I really got up, the room was already full of the rising sun.

She even trembled with her hands that buttoned the buttons, and she barely put on her clothes, and Mu Xue's eyes flashed with annoyance.

The man slept naked between the futons, revealing his lean waist.

It doesn't look strong, but the momentum is great.

Mu Xue still felt angry when she thought about it, so she raised her foot and slammed it on his ass.

Well???

Nangong Li turned his head in a daze, only to see the woman jumping in the room a few times like an elf, and then disappeared.

Looking at the direction in which she disappeared, the corners of Nangong Li's lips flashed with a doting smile.

His heart was full of her, and he became more and more obsessed with this woman.

Smelling the faint fragrance left by the woman between the futon and the pillow, Nangong had a sweet dream when he returned to sleep, a dream he once dared not ask for.

His snow could stand in front of him and call his name softly.

In the Flower Rain Pavilion on that side, the fine light waves rippled, the mist in the soup pool was swirling, and the fresh petals covered the pool.

Mu Xue took off the clothes on her body one by one, and peeled off the clothes that were close to the flesh, so that Mu Xue could see that all the traces on her body were left by the man.

Ambiguous red marks can be seen everywhere on her body, and she can't see it.

At this moment, the water in the soup pool is slightly swaying, and the woman's ink hair like a waterfall is intertwined at the bottom of the water.

It seemed that every cell was breathing greedily, and the whole person was buried in this soup spring, and she felt more relaxed than ever.

With a sour body, Mu Xue sighed comfortably: "There are still rich people who know how to enjoy it, oops, it's so comfortable...."

Soaking and soaking, Mu Xue's mind somehow thought of that night.

Turning over, he lay on the edge of the slightly hot pool, and his eyes fell on the chaise longue.

But looking at it, the light in her eyes suddenly dimmed, and then she shook her head indifferently, as if she wanted to throw out the things in her mind.