Of course, Mu Qingmiao knew Ye Qinghuan's true intentions, not to mention that he had already agreed on a plan with Ye Qinghuan to find out the true identity of the owner of Yan Fu.

Therefore, he smiled slightly and said goodbye: "Qinghuan be careful in everything, after my father's condition is stabilized, I will come to Xiliang to help Qinghuan as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, thank you in advance." Ye Qinghuan also bowed his hand, and watched Mu Qinghao ride his horse and take Mu Jiabao and his party away.

As Ye Qinghuan expected, the arrogant words of her and Mu Qingmiao unexpectedly reached someone's ears.

The man dressed in red, so evil and casually lay lazily on the high-grade white jade chaise longue, listening to the report of the kneeling person below, the corners of Yin's red lips were slightly hooked.

Under those enchanting phoenix eyes, there was a hint of interest, and the smile in his eyes was like a thousand-year-old ice flower in full bloom, which made people deeply indulged.

"Hide your head and show your tail...... The man propped up his chin with one hand, and a touch of coldness overflowed his evil handsome face.

Scold...... I'm afraid that if he appears in front of Ye Qinghuan, Ye Qinghuan may not recognize him......

However, since the little girl wants to play, he doesn't accompany him, and after all, he is also a bit of a bully, isn't it?

The man suddenly turned around, stood in front of the white jade recliner, glanced at the kneeling person in front of him, and ordered lightly: "Pass the word to Gou Yue: I will not show up for a long time, and she will be responsible for everything at hand." ”

"Yes, master." The person who knelt on the ground respectfully accepted the order and did not dare to question it in the slightest.

The man swept his red sleeves, hooked the corners of his lips under the mask, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye, as fast as a ghost.

In a blink of an eye, four or five days passed quickly.

Ye Qinghuan finally started to meet Murong Jiu at night every two days, because everything seemed to have calmed down, the master of Yan Fu didn't make any more tricks, and Ding Wan stayed in the garden honestly.

Mu Qingmiao has also returned to Mujiabao, Tong Yi's injuries are even better, and she has nothing particularly busy to deal with.

However, this was the second time she met Murong Jiu, and Ye Qinghuan decisively discovered some problems - there was an abnormality in her ninth uncle's pulse.

"Uncle Nine, have you been practicing too hard lately?" Ye Qinghuan accidentally touched Murong Jiu's wrist and found that his pulse was different.

Her ninth uncle is not poisonous, it can't be caused by poisoning, let alone illness, so the only explanation is that there is something wrong with his internal strength.

Could it be that he has been practicing so diligently lately that he has some abnormal pulses?

Murong Jiu's heart sank slightly, but his face smiled handsomely: "It's possible, maybe I'm too anxious." ”

Ye Qinghuan chuckled when he heard this: "Uncle Jiu, I know you really want to become strong and pull out the damn Yan Fu master and break the corpse into thousands of pieces, but if you stay in Qingshan, you are not afraid of running out of firewood - you must not be in a hurry to improve your strength, which will lead to something like that!" ”

In that case, it will be really troublesome, at least now her ninth uncle must not fall.

Otherwise, I don't know what kind of tricks the master of Yan Fu will use to deal with her ninth uncle!

"Don't worry, Huanhuan, I'm measured." Murong Jiu chuckled, lowered his head and pecked at her delicate red lips, savoring her taste shallowly.

However, Murong Jiu knew in his heart that there was really something wrong with his body.

It's just that he doesn't want the little girl to worry about him.

As for his physical problems...... Maybe King Yun knows, and he will talk about it after he asks Queen Yun.