Mu Changfeng touched his head lovingly, "Shengbai." ”

Mu Shengbai turned his head over, avoiding his hand, his face was facing inward, no one could see his expression, and his voice was cold, "Mr. Changfeng can say it directly, why bother to move his hands and feet?" ”

Mr. Changfeng?

This title successfully made Mu Changfeng's hands freeze in mid-air, and the room suddenly fell into an awkward silence, and even those senior brothers who had seen Mu Shengbai's cold appearance opened their mouths in surprise, how did they become like this?

Before those senior brothers could hold grievances for Mu Changfeng, Mu Changfeng put a tough head on his head, "Shengbai, Master knows that you are bitter in your heart, but is what you are doing now really what you want to do?" ”

"Yes!" Meng Fusheng turned his head back, and bit hard word by word, and his voice made people hear a feeling of gritting his teeth, "This is what I want to do most now, to set foot in Kunguo, so that I can calm the hatred in my heart." ”

Mu Changfeng took his hand back and sighed deeply, "Shengbai, if you hate the affairs of Emperor Jingyuan and the Anyang Palace, we can not intervene in the imperial court, return to the villa, live the previous life, and not participate in those sinister battles, you have a pure temperament, although you did not show it, but as a teacher, you must be extremely painful in your heart, I can't bear to see you like this." ”

Meng Fusheng looked at him quietly, I don't know how long it took, he suddenly laughed, and the laughter was very rampant, causing several senior brothers to look at each other, not knowing the meaning of this laugh.

Meng Fusheng almost couldn't breathe with laughter, but that look was full of sarcasm.

"What a joke, it's Mu Shengbai who is pure, but it's not Meng Fusheng in front of you now, did you think of my pain today when you helped Emperor Jingyuan deceive my identity? When I entered the court, why didn't you tell me that I would dispel the idea of giving up my blood for my enemies? Are you unkind to me? Why am you asking me to give you a handout now? What do you say? Why? ”

Every time he threw out a question, his expression became fierce, his tone became cold, and his eyes were more like beasts in a cage, revealing Sensen's anger, which made people shudder when they saw it.

Mu Changfeng also saw such a fierce Mu Shengbai for the first time, like a wolf cub who had not been reprimanded, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

But Mu Shengyun couldn't help it, "You stinky boy, do you dare to say that no one stopped you when you were going to follow the prince to the imperial city?" It's you who insist on following, isn't it because the master doesn't tell you your life experience because I'm afraid that you won't be able to open it? You yelled at Master, and you forgot who raised you? ”

Mu Shengyun said a lot in one breath, and after finishing speaking, he stroked his chest angrily, and his vicious eyes fell on Meng Fusheng, who hung his head and said nothing, and the room fell silent again.

The anger in Mu Shengyun's heart gradually dissipated, followed by regret, Shengbai knew that his life experience was sad enough, and he still sprinkled salt on his wounds, is this what a senior brother should do?

But in the end, before he could apologize, Mu Changfeng spoke, with a stern expression, "Master, I'm sorry for you, but I can't let you stay in Yidan and help them deal with Kunguo, so you can follow me back." ”

Meng Fusheng resolutely disagreed, but Mu Changfeng's final suggestion was actually a decision, and on the surface he must bring Meng Fusheng back.

In the end, he was taken back by the cartilage, and Mu Changfeng didn't think about imprisoning him, but let people follow him inch by inch, and because Mu Changfeng temporarily unloaded his internal strength, he was just a person who knew how to do kung fu, and he didn't even have the most ordinary light skills.

However, Meng Fusheng was very silent, in the ten days since he returned to the villa, he had not even left the door, and he opened the door every day just to receive the dishes sent by others, in addition, whether it was Mu Shengyun, Wulan, or even Mu Changfeng coming over, he refused to open the door, so he stayed in the room alone, and no one knew what he was doing inside.

Mu Shengyun was the most worried, running there all day long, and pretending to be a servant delivering food, but was discovered by Meng Fusheng, and then after he went on a hunger strike for two days, Mu Shengyun didn't dare to do this anymore, and only quietly hid at the door to listen to the movements inside.

It was so quiet that it was like no one lived in it, and at first he felt very relieved, thinking that the little junior brother had given up the idea of leaving, and was willing to stay in the villa obediently, and it would soon return to its original appearance, but no, he would close this door for more than ten days. How could he not be worried about the hurry?

Mu Shengyun went to Mu Changfeng and wanted to say if there would be an accident if Shengbai was left alone in the room.

But Mu Changfeng said that he could only keep Shengbai like this first, otherwise something big would definitely happen.

Only then did Mu Shengyun know that it turned out that the master had calculated that Mu Shengbai would be in danger a few days ago, so he strengthened his idea of detaining him in the villa.

When Mu Shengyun heard this, he was even more relieved, so he simply tied him to Mu Shengbai's courtyard and tried to share a room with him, but Meng Fusheng didn't even open the door for him now, let alone a room, so Mu Shengyun didn't do anything, and simply broke into the door.

Only a loud "bump" sound was heard, and the doorway was empty, and there stood a voice standing upright in the flying dust.

Meng Fusheng was sitting on a chair reading a book, and looked at it coldly, "What do you want to do?" Can't even stand me staying here anymore and want to clean the master's door? ”

Mu Shengyun ignored his cynicism, threw the things he had packed up on the vacant beauty couch, and then lazily walked up, looking at Meng Fusheng with a smile, "How is it possible?" It's too late for my brother to love you, so I decided that in the days to come, I will cultivate a relationship with my brother under the same roof. ”

Meng Fusheng pursed his lips and looked at him for a while before he withdrew his eyes, "Whatever you want." ”

In the following days, Mu Shengyun really did his duty as a good senior brother, even if Meng Fusheng didn't even throw a serious look at him, he could still talk about all kinds of things happily, most of them were the joys they experienced together when they were children, and they sighed while talking.

But how could Meng Fusheng, who had been blinded by hatred, listen to it, so in those few days, Meng Fusheng hadn't even given him a reaction, and it was rare for Mu Shengyun to talk to himself for so long.

Meng Fusheng was indeed discouraged, but every time he wanted to get angry, he would calm down first, think about his junior brother's current situation, and feel that he needed his own care more, and he blamed or even ignored and resented himself, and he should give a hundred times more patience to influence him.