The continuous light rain in the capital soaked a large area of the imperial city. At the feet of the Son of Heaven, the country is rich and the people are strong, and the streets are full of traffic, showing the strong national and financial resources.

With the drizzling rain, the thin figure took advantage of the peach-colored umbrella to stroll in the rain, and the ripples on the ground stained the hem of her skirt.

The man without an umbrella hurried back.

Suddenly, the woman stopped.

Go back.

"Sister Mu! It's really you! ”

In the chaos, Chen Xingrui watched Mu Xiaoxiao leave with a smile, the umbrella fell to the ground, and the rain fell with her tears, "Sister Mu! ”

She stood in the pouring rain and read it in a daze.

"The crown princess."

The former martial champion, and now Xu Shengyu, the secretary of the military department, stood out from the crowd and stood beside her with an umbrella.

Chen Xingrui turned around and looked at him with tears in her eyes, "I saw Sister Mu, she is back." ”

She bit her lower lip excitedly, leaving a bloodless piece of white, "Sister Mu." ”

At the beginning, they separated in a hurry, and they didn't even have a chance to say goodbye, but later she learned that Sister Mu's father was executed by the prince, and she also sent people to Jiangnan many times to find her, but there was no news.

Chen Xingrui didn't know that there were a thousand elite soldiers around the Mu Mansion who had turned into ordinary people's lives, and with them, they didn't even want to fly into the Mu Mansion with a fly, let alone a living person.

Especially after Mu Xiaoxiao left, he was more strictly guarded.

"I'll look into this."

Xu Shengyu, who was holding heavy troops, looked around, but did not find anything, and said as usual that Mu Xiaoxiao should not return to the capital.

Under the escort of Xu Shengyu, Chen Xingrui returned to the prince's mansion safely, her preoccupied appearance made people worry, Xu Shengyu stood outside the door, watching her back disappear from his sight.

"After so many years, you still can't let her go."

On the corner of the street, a woman with an umbrella walked out, with bright eyes and bright teeth.

When Xu Shengyu heard this, he looked at her sideways, with a disdainful tone, "Why do you have to laugh at fifty steps and a hundred steps." ”

"Listening to what Master Xu said, we really have compassion for each other."

The umbrella that covered his face was removed little by little.

The eyes are like a pool of clear water, and there is a bit of brilliance when looking forward to it, but what remains unchanged is the still clear bottom of the eyes.

This person is Mu Xiaoxiao, who has been missing for a long time.

Xu Shengyu was magnificent, completely covering Mu Xiaoxiao's weak body with his tall figure, and said without a trace of emotion, "As long as you do what I explained, you don't need to know anything else." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao raised his chin, his big eyes lingering on his face, "It's a pity, I know everything." ”

Xu Shengyu's forehead was bruised, and he vigorously pulled Mu Xiaoxiao's wrist and walked towards the street that no one cared about, and threw her on the city wall without pity.

Due to inertia, the umbrella in Mu Xiaoxiao's hand fell to the ground and fell apart.

She didn't seem to feel the pain, and a wanton smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

Xu Shengyu looked at her and looked like he knew it well, and his teeth itched angrily, "You'd better be honest with me." ”

The threatening words didn't have the slightest effect on Mu Xiaoxiao, she leaned close to his ear and exhaled like a lan: "You said that in Chen Xingrui's heart, there is still a place for scholar Wu Qitao." ”

"Mu Xiaoxiao!"

The iron fist slammed into the city wall behind Mu Xiaoxiao, and after a while, the ground was red.

Mu Xiaoxiao could clearly smell the smell of blood.

She took a deep breath and seemed to be enjoying it, "You don't have to scare me, we use each other, and you definitely won't hurt me." ”

The determination in her eyes made Xu Shengyu at a loss.

For a long time, the rain did not stop, and the night did not fall.

"Let's go."

He whispered feebly.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was drenched in the rain and was still refreshed, left with him with a smile.

The past four years do not seem to have left any traces of time on her face, and her face is still as immature as a child, but it is more attractive than before.