"Well, really." Su Mujiu's eyes flashed with a smile, and then said.

"Then it's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, let's go immediately!" When Si Cen Wei heard this, he stood up without hesitation and beckoned to Su Mujiu.

Su Mujiu was as steady as Mount Tai, she held her face, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, and her thin lips were lightly lifted, "Eighth Emperor, this matter still has to be prepared." ”

Si Cen Wei's movements slowed down, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Preparations?" ”

Su Mujiu pinched the pastry and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully.

The dim sum in this palace is different, and the taste is very delicate.

After Su Mujiu finished eating a piece of pastry, he slowly opened his lips and said slowly: "Let's go to the Qinglou to play, we have to give silver, now I have no money and empty pockets." ”

Silver?

Si Cen Wei sat back again, and he said with puzzlement: "You are the prince, how can you be penniless?" ”

"And what about you still being a prince? Why don't you have any money? Su Mujiu sneered at each other, but she was not polite to Si Cen Wei at all.

"I ...... I'm because ...... Because I eat and drink in the palace, I naturally don't need any silver, and someone pays for me when I leave the palace on weekdays, so I naturally don't need such mundane things. ”

Si Cen Wei has no money, so he can be so reasonable.

Su Mujiu smiled dumbly, she snorted softly: "I am now appointed by the emperor to investigate the case of the disappearance of grain and grass, and when this matter is over, I will be promoted to become rich, and it is not too late to take you to have fun." ”

"That'...... All right. Si Cen Wei could only respond in a sneering manner.

Su Mujiu patted the folds on her robe with her hand, she reached out and lifted the veil, and saw the waterfall falling in the distance, and her mind drifted away all of a sudden.

The waterfall she jumped down that day was much more magnificent than the one in front of her.

"What are you thinking?" Si Cen Wei looked at his friend, looking at a waterfall he was tired of, his eyes were puzzled, and he asked.

Su Mujiu smiled and said nothing.

Tell the little prince in front of you who doesn't know the world, she is a traverser?

How ridiculous.

She is alone in this world, helpless, and it is really pitiful.

"You...... Shouldn't you be thinking about those beautiful men in your house? Si Cen Wei asked, his eyes full of banter.

After all, in Su Mujiu's mansion, beautiful men are like clouds, which is a well-known thing in Beijing.

Su Mujiu rolled his eyes and glanced at Si Cen Wei, "Lord Wang, I estimate that the time is almost up, and I should go back to the house." ”

"Huh? You're leaving. Si Cen Wei's eyes were a loss that couldn't be hidden.

It's rare to meet a person who talks and speculates, and it turns out that he is about to leave after only a few words.

"Uh-huh." Su Mujiu bowed.

She is back home now, but she is in a hurry to talk to her brother.

"That's it, that's it, remember to take me to the Qinglou next time to play." Si Cen Wei didn't keep it, anyway, as long as this person was still on an errand in the court, it would only be a matter of minutes for him to summon him.

"Let's go, Eighth Prince." After speaking, Su Mujiu picked up the veil and put it on his face.

She stood up, her toes lightly stepping, her body flying in the air like a sharp arrow, the snow-colored robe flying in the air, her long inky hair flying, and her veil fluttering.

It's so beautiful that you can't help but admire.

Si Cen Wei looked at such a situation, and her mouth was as big as a goose egg in surprise.

"You- your light skills are so good!! You're going to fly with me next time!! Si Cen Wei hurriedly stood up, with excitement in his eyes that could not be hidden.

This is much more interesting than the Qinglou.

“……”

All you get is silence.

……

Su Mujiu got rid of Si Cen Wei and finally returned to the palace.

At this moment, she was standing in front of the Yingxue Pavilion where her brother was.

In front of her stood a man in a red robe.

The man held a bow in his hand, blocking in front of Su Mujiu.

His beautiful long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth hung indifferently.

"What are you going to do?"

The crimson-robed man asked, his voice tinged with endless detachment.

Su Mujiu smiled flatteringly, and there was light in his eyes, "I have something I want to talk to my brother about, Jiang Yue, you can let me go." ”

"The prince is unwell now and can't see you." Jiang Yue's categorical refusal, his tone was boundless arrogance.

"......" Su Mujiu's face suddenly collapsed like a bitter melon.

Jiang Yue saw that Su Mujiu was no longer attached, and turned around and was about to leave.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, he looked back at Su Mujiu and said, "By the way, the prince asked me to tell you a word, in this palace, there is only one Mu Wangye, what you want to do, do it." ”

Su Mujiu's pupils dilated slightly, and she felt as if she had received a great honor.

You know, she was just a nominal prince before.

But now her brother's words show that she can survive well in the world as her brother, and the power is in her hands, she is not a puppet, and she is no longer confined to a small Weiyang Pavilion.

"Thank you~"

Su Mujiu grinned and laughed.

Before, she didn't dare to move around at will, but now it's different.

There is one thing that bothers Su Mujiu very much these days.

And now, it's a good time for her to make a move.

Su Mujiu smiled and returned to his yard.

Before going to see that person again, you still have to wait for the rash on your face to subside a little.

This wait, Su Mujiu waited for three days.

Three days later, Su Mujiu looked at the person in the bronze mirror, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his skin was as delicate as milk, and his eyes were the color of glass.

It's really a beautiful skin.

Su Mujiu's lips were lightly hooked, and her mood was unprecedentedly happy.

A quarter of an hour later, she came to the front of a modest courtyard.

The flowers and plants in this courtyard have long since withered, there are still some spider webs on the beams, and the rubble on the walls is somewhat damaged, which looks extremely pitiful.

Su Mujiu cleared her throat, and she pulled her throat and called, "Xiao Chi, Xiao Chi." ”

“……”

As a result, there was no response in the courtyard for a long time.

No, isn't Chi Yingyu here?

But she has been paying attention to Chi Yingyu's news for the past three days of rest, and the maid in the house told her this morning that Chi Yingyu returned home last night.

It stands to reason that even if he wants to leave, it is impossible for him to leave so early.

"Koike, are you there?" Su Mujiu's pink lips opened again, and she asked.

“……”

Still no response.

Is it really gone?

No, the information her brother gave her showed that this Chi Yingyu would report back to her home every month.

This Chi Yingyu hasn't met her yet, how can he leave?

Su Mujiu took a deep breath and prepared to call again with all his might.

But at this time, she felt that her back was gently poked.

She subconsciously looked back.