This man is really a good material for being a diplomat, and he doesn't talk about things slowly, even if Nanyue's people ask such tricky questions, he can deal with them one by one.

Mu Xiuhan sat in the sedan chair, listened to the conversation of the people outside, lifted the sedan curtain, and saw the bustling street, but he was suspicious in his heart.

Don't...... Not what he thought?

He still knows a lot about the apocalypse, and he didn't believe it at first when it was rumored that the emperor and the abolished prince were seriously ill one after another.

It's just that if there is a big change in the imperial city, it will inevitably affect the people of this imperial capital......

Are you really thinking too much? Nothing happened in the apocalypse?

Some thoughts must not appear at all, otherwise they will be amplified in the bottom of the mind without limit.

Mu Xiuhan's heart suddenly became a little confused.

When he arrived at the palace, Mu Xiuhan got off the sedan chair, and after retiring everyone, he walked in alone along the most familiar road.

Along the way, there was nothing unusual in the palace.

He did not rush to the top of the main hall, but alone, following his memory, all the way to the depths of the imperial garden, and sat on a stone by the pond.

I don't know what I thought, and suddenly he took out a wild flower from his bosom.

The wildflower had long since withered and lost its former color, but he held it so carefully in his hand, treating it as a treasure.

Once upon a time, there was a man sitting next to him.

The woman smiled skillfully, her eyes were sly, and her slender jade fingers twisted a wild flower, thinking about her own business.

Later, when he saw that it was interesting, he went up, and the people who were full of thoughts talked to him a little bit...... Words that don't matter to him.

"Mu Gongzi still has leisure and leisure, come to the imperial garden for a stroll?"

The sound in the distance made Mu Xiuhan slightly stunned.

When he looked up, he saw the person in his memory, slowly walking towards him.

She doesn't seem to have changed, she still likes fiery red clothes, and she is still so noble and elegant. Her appearance made the flowers in this royal garden lose their color in an instant.

"The ninth day of the first month." Mu Xiuhan smiled, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

When the woman left Nanyue, he didn't even say goodbye to her.

I don't know...... Will she hold a grudge.

Shen Chujiu pursed his lips and chuckled, looking at Mu Xiuhan and not speaking.

The man lost his cynical appearance, and he became much calmer.

It's like some emperors.

"I heard that you would come to the Apocalypse, but I didn't expect you to be the first to arrive." Shen Chujiu straightened his clothes and sat next to Mu Xiuhan.

Both of them tacitly did not mention the past.

Mu Xiuhan looked at her sideways, and suddenly raised his hand and knocked on Shen Chujiu's head: "That's natural, if you want to see you, this son needs to use the fastest speed." ”

"Poor mouth." Shen Chujiu was amused: "You dare to say that you didn't come to see the jokes of the Apocalypse?" ”

"What is this joke...... "The folding fan in his hand opened with a clatter, and with a chic change of hand, Mu Xiuhan raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Naturally, you have to see it." I heard that your apocalypse is going to support a milk doll to ascend the throne? ”

"Rong Jingyao's son, Rong Qi." Shen Chujiu shrugged: "There's no way, none of the remaining three princes is willing to take the lead." ”

"Yo, when it comes to the throne, the first word that comes to mind is that the head is broken and bleeding, and your apocalypse is magical." Mu Xiuhan laughed twice: "I'm not afraid to set up such a milk doll to ascend the throne, I ...... Ben Gongzi led an army of 300,000 and stepped into the realm of the apocalypse? ”

Is this a temptation?

Shen Chujiu turned his head and met Mu Xiuhan's gaze: "With my husband guarding the country for one day, my people will rest assured for one day." ”

The Son of Heaven was furious, and millions of corpses were ambushed.

is so light, and he says such devastating words, this man has grown up after all.

Mu Xiuhan's heart thorned slightly, and he laughed again in an instant: "With your words, you are not afraid of overwhelming your man." ”

"Well...... I don't care. Shen Chujiu picked up a wild flower, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and said casually: "This is what he carried by himself, it doesn't matter whether I say it or not." ”

"Yo yo yo, the resentment is so deep!" Mu Xiuhan leaned closer to Shen Chujiu: "If you want me to say, it is most suitable for you to marry me." I am the emperor of Nanyue~ You simply divorced Rong Yuanzhi and married me. Don't talk about the same brocade clothes and food, you don't have to worry about anything. ”

"Hush." Shen Chujiu pretended to look at Mu Xiuhan with disdain: "Dare to ask His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven, how many concubines have you married?" Marry me back, and you won't be afraid that the back house will be restless? ”

"Okay, you're still the same character you used to be."

"Well, you're still as bohemian as you used to be."

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

That smile comes from the bottom of my heart and comes from the bottom of my heart, just like an old friend meeting and a confidant clinking glasses.

After laughing, there was silence.

The sound of the wind sweeping the flowers is so comforting.

But it was in such a comfortable situation that Mu Xiuhan picked up a heavy topic: "The ninth day of the first month...... If, I mean, if Nanyue is at war with the Apocalypse, can you ......?"

Halfway through his words, he couldn't say any more.

Can you forgive me for saying this, it's like stuck in his throat, he can't go up or down, and he chokes uncomfortable.

He knew that what this woman didn't like the most was the war everywhere.

But...... He really can't choose, Nanyue's situation ...... And it's not optimistic.

Shen Chujiu quietly waited for Mu Xiuhan to finish speaking, and waited for a long time, but he didn't see the man continue.

"Mu Gongzi, it's not too early, my husband has prepared a dust washing banquet for you, why don't you go there first?" Shen Chujiu diverted the topic.

Mu Xiuhan didn't continue to say anything, but stood up directly and flicked the dust on his body: "Is there a beauty?" ”

"There are no beautiful women, but there are a lot of strong men." Shen Chujiu smiled, stood up and patted Mu Xiuhan on the shoulder: "You, do you look like an emperor?" ”

"Okay." Mu Xiuhan replied simply.

But he didn't tell Shen Chujiu that only in front of her could he get back who he once was.

The dust washing banquet is set up in Rongqing Palace, which is spacious and magnificent.

Sunlight shone into the palace through the window, shining on the huge crystal decoration in the center of the beams, reflecting the fluorescent light all over the palace.

Shen Chujiu took a step ahead of Mu Xiuhan, entered the Rongqing Palace, and sat on the right side of Rong Yuanzhi.

The position of Nanyue's envoy was directly opposite the two, and Mu Xiuhan was also sitting there.

Looking at the situation in the Rongqing Palace, Mu Xiuhan frowned slightly.

As Shen Chujiu said, the room was full of strong men, and the atmosphere was really weird.

It's not like dusting, it's like negotiation.

Or ...... Demonstrate?

Thinking about it, Mu Xiuhan's heart suddenly had a different emotion.

After three rounds of drinking, the words of the people increased.

It's nothing more than the courtiers of the two countries coming and going, testing each other's details during the conversation.

After a few rounds of confrontation, they all said that their mouths were dry, and no one took advantage of it.