"Mu Jiuxiao ......"

She sat on the ground wolflessly, and slammed the ground in anger,

"Savages, rascals, I'm at odds with you!"

"Princess, please."

Mutubi stood respectfully beside her and made a "please" gesture.

She gave him a hateful look and tried to stand up, but the flesh on her ass seemed to have been broken through, and the bones were about to crack, and she couldn't do it.

"Help me up."

She ordered Mutu angrily and held out her hand to him.

Mutu's body stiffened suddenly, as if he had never touched a woman, and there was a moment of hesitation.

"Hurry!"

At her urging, Mutu slowly stretched out an arm.

Lin Ling'er rolled her eyes:

"Cut, don't worry, the old lady is not interested in you, a stupid melon, as long as the surname is Mu, the old lady is not interested!"

She put her hand on Mutu's arm, managed to her feet, and limped away.

When she walked out of this courtyard, she looked back angrily, it turned out that it was called "Chongxiao Pavilion", and one day she would come back and occupy it.

Guided by Mutu, she came to the firewood house, which was located next to the stables.

Compared with the Chongxiao Pavilion just now, this place is not even as good as a thatched house, with a low thatched roof and a simple wooden frame support, as if it can be toppled down by a gust of wind.

"Princess, please."

Again, although Mutu's deep timbre was good, it was so breathless to her ears.

She glared:

"Why do you call me a princess, and you even want me to do something like opening the door? I'm a princess, and since I was a child, I've always been a little bit like stretching out my hands for clothes, opening my mouth for food, and opening the door......"

While she was chattering, Mutu silently turned around and walked away.

Your sister, isn't this Malaysia, it's too unreliable! How could they treat a princess like this?

She opened her mouth, but in the end she could only puff out her cheeks and swallow this breath.

Although she considers herself a princess everywhere, it is to match this face and this identity.

Tonight's experience told her that she seemed very unwelcome here.

But she didn't understand, since Mu Jiuxiao hated this marriage so much, why didn't she marry?

Is it really just to use her and use her for bilateral relations? Even so, it doesn't have to be so obvious, right?

There is another thing she has always wondered, on the night of Wanhualou, someone obviously saw Mu Jiuxiao enter the Tianzi No. 1 room, why did the people inside become dead fat? What exactly is the business trip?

She shook her head, forget it, things have come to this point, it's useless to think about it.

The result is at least good, the princess can be with her beloved Nangong Jue, and she?

It doesn't matter where she is, it's not her home, because her home is in Beijing!

She pouted and spun around, although the firewood room was a bad place, but she didn't have to talk to Mu Jiuxiao Cave Room, which made her a little overjoyed.

Sure enough, there is a stable next to it, it is really big and spacious, and countless horses are resting in it, and from time to time there are a few taps and sighs of horses, as well as the smell of horse manure, in this night of the cave house, it is really fresh!

After turning around, I still have to open the door of the firewood room by myself.

As soon as she opened a slit, a huge damp and musty smell rushed out, choking her and coughing.

"How long has it been since the sun has been here? The taste is worse than the stables! ”

Covering her nose, she opened the dilapidated wooden door suddenly, and she quickly jumped to the side, if she didn't dodge in time, she was really afraid that she would suffocate to death.