Qin Zhao only knew at this time that Mu Fandi had written a letter to himself, and he was really surprised, but he was also unwavering.

Mu Yixiao was stimulated by that indifferent expression, repeatedly lost his temper, turned to face Li Xuerou, and scolded: "You shameless woman, pretending to be Miss Xue'er, you are not her at all!" ”

Li Xuerou didn't say anything, and let her talk wildly.

"She! Who are you referring to? Qin Zhao couldn't hold back his ruthless face anymore, and was desperate to grab a little information.

finally succeeded, someone was willing to be moved by her, and the last time she smiled, Bai Mei looked back at Qin Zhao, and said her last words disdainfully: "Do you want to know?" Go to the grave and ask! ”

Farewell, farewell to this person who has been dark for many years, cut it in two, and cut off this world that she can no longer love.

Hearing the word 'grave', Yu Gui shouted: "It's not good, the concubine is going to hit a wall!" ”

I saw a white figure heading straight in one direction, like an arrow from a bow, never looking back, "Oh! The ground was dripping with blood on his forehead, and he was bounced off by the embossed golden dragon on the pillar, and the whole person collapsed to the ground and fell to the side.

"Smile, my good daughter!" Mu Che panicked, quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hands to stop him, but Long Zhong's posture was overwhelming, and he fell to the ground and only grabbed the corner of his dress, "How can you leave your father?" Without any image to speak of, he climbed forward and lifted up the man who was limp on the ground and cried in mourning.

The surrounding officials were shocked and shocked by the absurdity that happened at this moment.

The eyes are full of sadness and devastation, and the ears are crying to shake the world.

The bright red and unwilling blood was left on the dragon pillar, and the king of Xiwu was no longer lonely and lonely, and his widow was buried with him. Prime Minister Mu Lao, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man.

At this point: Mu Yixiao, who smiled slightly, was very charming, and the fragrance disappeared.

War King's Mansion

As soon as he entered the mansion gate, he climbed Qin Zhao's arms with two hands and spoke softly, "Didn't the war king believe her words?" Li Xuerou looked at Qin Zhao, who was cold on her side.

"Such a big thing happened as soon as this king returned to Beijing, let this king be quiet." Qin Zhao brushed away the hand that was holding his arm and went back to the study.

Li Xuerou had no choice but to walk towards Zhaoxue Pavilion lonely, she never expected that Mu Yixiao would say these words when she was dying, and she didn't expect that a meeting in "A Thousand Miles of Good News" four years ago would make people leave a handle.

Mu Fandi doesn't care about returning to the garden with light steps, anyway, the truth will always be revealed.

But why, Qin Cao is so tired? Today, watching him in the court is not in a good mental state.

Qin Cao sat on the dragon chair and overlooked the ministers, treating Fan'er as a person without discrimination, and capturing a picture at every glance, his Fan'er was so calm and unhurried, and he coped with it easily, which was even better than what he concealed.

Back in the other garden, Mu Fandi took off the scarf to breathe his face.

Night

Mu Fandi heard the movement in the garden, so he quickly got up and pulled his shoes and walked out, standing on the steps at the door, the empty courtyard in front of him did not even have a shadow except for the "rustling" sound of the leaves being blown by the wind.

"Delusion?" Mu Fandi scratched his hair and muttered to himself.

I obviously have made rapid progress in martial arts, how can I feel wrong?

I don't believe this is an illusion, maybe I hid, looked around, Dongmei in the east side of the house had turned off the lights and fell asleep, and the doors and windows of the west side room were closed, and at this time, there was something on the stone table under the tree that shone twice.

Let's just say that someone has been here! Immediately stepped forward to check, and it turned out to be a thin piece of ink-water, glowing with fluorescence under the mottled shadows of the trees.

Mu Fandi stretched out his hand and picked it up, it felt cold to the touch, the whole body was translucent, and it was bent into an arc.

The upper left corner is shaped like a plum blossom branch, and the lower right corner is edged with carved petals.

When I turned it over, there was a slightly elastic white lanyard.

"It's a mask?" Mu Fandi was surprised, who made such a good-looking mask?

Mu Fandi took the mask and came to the gate of the garden.

The long, upright figure outside the door quickly left.

"Another delusion?" She went back to the house with the mask, she hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time.

Wearing it, looking at the plum blossoms on the right face in the bronze mirror carved into the jade three, the strong and powerful plum blossom branch from the right eye corner to the left forehead angle still has the tendency to extend upward, which can be described as ingenious.

This gift from outside the world, Mu Fandi is very satisfied.

mid-autumn festival

On the crowded streets of the capital, which woman shouted clearly: "Young Master Liao!" ”

Hearing this, Liao Bi turned around and looked around and didn't see an acquaintance, muttering in his heart, why did he hear Miss Mu's voice just now?

"Liao, is this an auditory hallucination? Ah! If it's broken, it's bad, and the body decays before it gets old. ”

"Isn't Mo interested in Miss Mu? That can't be done, that boy can't be messed with that day. ”

Liao Wei muttered to himself, shook his head and walked forward.

"What are you muttering?" Mu Fandi looked at Liao Yu curiously.

"Huh? Who are you? Liao was taken aback.

Looking at Liao Bi who flashed backwards, this person was also startled, "Don't you know? Can't hear the sound? ”

"Miss Mu?" Liao Yu took a closer look, he knew the eyes of the Qiushui pupils, and the voice was even more undoubted.

Mu Fandi nodded, stretched out his hand, and motioned for Liao Yu to continue to reminisce.

The two then went to the Dust Tea Book Bar, because it was very secluded with readers upstairs and downstairs.

"I don't know if Mr. Liao still has an unrented storefront?" Mu Fandi made a long story short, she was afraid that Qin Cao would come out and make trouble again.

"It's a lot, it's just that Miss Mu asked what this is for?" Liao asked curiously.

At this time, he didn't know that Mu Fandi was the founder of the "Dust Tea" milk tea shop and book bar.

"Childe, don't go out in the near future, the God of Wealth will arrive." Mu Fandi pretended to be mysterious, looking like he knew what was going on.

"Miss Mu knows how to tell fortunes?" Liao quipped that he wouldn't believe the words of these fools.

sank into the air, looking like a half-immortal possessed, the old-fashioned voice came through the veil: "I don't know what stores are still empty for the son?" ”

I was stunned when I heard this, this is true! Intermittently, "This? Think about it, there are four rooms in Jingnan, eight rooms in Anling, two rooms in Xifan, five rooms in Bangnan, and one room in Nanyang. "Liao Bi is roughly total.

"After the little woman pinched her fingers, the coordinates were due south, and the gold was shining." In fact, these place names Mu Fandi are not the right number, but she judged that the capital is a capital with four distinct seasons according to the climate, probably the modern Hebei region.

The south is the beautiful Jiangnan where the drizzle is continuous, and the green water and green mountains never change.

Liao Yu pouted: "Miss Mu, when did you pinch your finger?" ”

Mu Fandi immediately pointed at the orchid and said happily: "Now pinch it for you!" You just have to wait to get rich. ”

Liao Wei thinks that Miss Mu is a liar and a fool? But why did he want to laugh so much? A smile appeared on his face and immediately retracted, and he needed to be conscious of his proportions in front of the girl.