It's like this guy is so weak, and the people who are protecting him are Luo Bei, so it's still very uneasy to think about it like this, so it's naturally better to take action in person than Lord Spirit Sword.

Oh, sure enough, Lord Spirit Sword is the best in the world.

Quite sure!

Qinghui nodded earnestly.

Then he moved a little closer to himself.

"Yes, protect you."

Qinghui's warm breath passed through his ears.

The smell on the body is faint, and it is a clean soapy taste.

There is still a breath on his body, which is indescribably cold and soft.

At first glance, this breath filled the nasal passages.

Mu Feng suddenly reacted to what he had done.

The hand was retracted like an electric shock, and his body took a step back slightly, and his beautiful clear and slightly cold eyes were slightly rounded.

Some childish faces reveal a taste of helplessness.

"You ......"

It's just that the other party's appearance is too exquisite, and it is the kind of beauty that is indistinguishable between male and female, and the appearance has not grown much yet.

But that cold and forced aura can already be glimpsed out of one or two.

Qinghui raised his chin.

Thinking about following him out of the house.

Maybe there's a chance to find a powerful Luo Bei to do it.

Tsk tsk.

Lord Spirit Sword has also fallen, and he used to just think about finding a powerful race to fight, and his hands itched if he didn't fight for a day, but now he is actually slowly being brought in, and he is used to this kind of daily life without fighting.

is even a little interested in playing with Luo Bei, who is a little capable.

After Qinghui finished thinking about it, he lazily lifted his eyelids and looked at him.

"Is there anything else, anything else?"

There is a truth, I don't know whether to say it or not.

Seeing that the sun is about to go down.

Lord Spirit Sword really felt that it was time for dinner.

Looking at Qinghui, it seemed that he was still a little anxious.

Mu Feng didn't say anything in the end, let Qinghui wave his little paw at him, with a perfunctory aura, and then rushed towards the kitchen.

Looking at Qinghui's disappearing back.

Mu Feng lowered his head and looked at his good-looking and slender fingertips.

The corners of his lips pursed slightly, controlling his emotions.

His fingers curled slightly.

Tut.

Sure enough, this person was sent by Ye Dehao to confuse him, right?

Otherwise, how could his mind be led away by one person so easily.

And to be honest, this kind of thing should be brought up by Qinghui.

After all, Qinghui was assigned here to protect him closely.

And if he kept her by his side all the time, he would be putting his own safety at risk.

But now the situation is upside down.

He felt that if he didn't say it so bluntly.

Qinghui estimated that he had been basking in the sun in the palace for a day, and he couldn't think of asking where he had gone.

It's a bit weird to think about it.

Mu Feng sighed.

Turned around and went into the study.

***

Early the next morning, Mu Feng got up and prepared to go to court.

He said that he had to go out every day because Ye Dehao also arranged some thankless work for him.

There is not much real power, but there is a lot to be done.

Almost everyone else could see what Ye Dehao was thinking.

It's just that the name of this official position is still quite loud, and the reasons are also high-sounding, which is difficult to refute.

So in the end, no one spoke, and acquiesced to the matter.

Anyway, he got into officialdom.

However, for Mu Feng, this position is just right.

So that he can accurately understand some basic conditions of the country.