Chapter 242: Tempting Conditions

Life is too short, so why not do it recklessly. "Someone's coming!" Bo Zeyu hooked the corners of his mouth, looked at the bright-eyed Ruo Qianli, and said one by one, "Lock her up, no one can see her without my order." ”

The guards outside the door heard the sound and came in, set up her tied arms, and pulled her out of the hall.

Ruo Qianli, who failed in the negotiation, was not in a hurry, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as red as his clothes.

She admits that she just likes Bo Zeyu's lofty posture.

Seeing the red fabric at the corner of her clothes disappear in front of her, Bo Zeyu straightened her waist, put her hands behind her back, and her hard expression was replaced by a blank look.

The poison in Mu Xiaoxiao is very tricky, and even Imperial Doctor Yang, who is the best in the world, is helpless.

If she is locked up for a while, if Qianli still refuses to say, he must still go to her.

Still thinking about how to pry her mouth open, the one hiding on the eaves rushed down like a black shadow, kneeling on his knees, "See the prince." ”

Belated greetings.

Bo Zeyu nodded and waved his big hand, "Get up!" ”

He walked back to the desk and dismissed the guards on both sides, including Emperor Bo Zhao's cronies and father-in-law.

It wasn't until the two of them were left in the main hall that the majestic Bo Zeyu took off his majestic surface.

"Senior brother."

The first to break the dead silence was Bo Zeyu in the center of the Jinluan Treasure Hall, who leaned back on the dragon chair, half-squinted eyes, like a dangerous leopard waiting for its prey, and his demeanor did not allow the other party to resist.

I hadn't heard him call him his senior brother for a long time, and Ji Pu felt dignified and lowered his head, "The prince is serious." ”

Although he can't say that he has a complete grasp of Bo Zeyu's temperament, he still understands a little.

Usually he calls his senior brother for something to ask for.

And neither is a good thing.

Aside from his angry response, the prince's indifferent voice with his chin propped up filled every corner of the room, "The notes you wrote were seen by Mu Xiaoxiao. ”

Ji Pu 'groaned' in his heart.

His body movements did not escape the eyes of the prince, and people can be ruthless.

Mu Xiaoxiao is simple by nature, always a big brother, shouting sweetly, sometimes he feels tired of listening to it.

What's more, it is Ji Pu, compared to the fact that he has always treated Mu Xiaoxiao as a sister in his heart.

Or maybe in his heart, Mu Xiaoxiao had already occupied a place.

"I promised her that I wouldn't kill them all. will spare Mu Tianen's life. ”

"Prince. My family will never allow the enemy to live, so think twice. ”

Regarding this, Ji Pu refused to back down in the slightest, even if Mu Xiaoxiao was his beloved sister.

If Master Mu died, Mu Xiaoxiao felt resentful, and he was willing to give her his life.

However, the hatred of the family and the resentment of the parents can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy.

Bo Zeyu, who was sitting on the dragon chair with his head propped up, tilted his neck, and was particularly dissatisfied with Ji Pu's answer, and he couldn't have a seizure.

"Senior brother, you once told me at the inn that you shouldn't covet people who belong to me."

After finishing speaking, Ji Pu, who was kneeling below, raised his head, and soon he remembered the scene that day, when he escorted Mu Xiaoxiao and Master Mu to Zhangzhou, he also asked the prince to disguise himself as a dart master.

Bo Zeyu seemed to remember when he looked at him, and continued to talk eloquently: "At that time, I misunderstood that you had feelings for Mu Xiaoxiao. Today, you can sword Mu Tianen without hesitation, I think the woman you coveted at that time was not Mu Xiaoxiao but someone else. ”

The prince's astonishing memory and reflexes left Ji Pu speechless.

And his silence strengthened Bo Zeyu's thoughts: "So be it! As long as you are willing to let Mu Tianen go, I will approve you to marry a woman who belongs to the crown prince. ”