The Master of Clearance looked in the direction of the vanishing with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth.

His apprentice made him the most worried.

He set up so many tribulations that she finally learned the art of medicine.

But he never thought that he still failed to become the head of the Shangqing Palace after all.

It's a pity.

What a good choice.

The Master of Clearance sighed, and with a wave of his hand, the door connecting the two places slammed shut.

Su Mujiu returned to the palace of the former court, and the first thing she did was to pick herbs.

Now her medical skills are among the best, but I'm afraid that even Lan can't compare to her, she has such medical skills, and it is not a problem to save her brother's life.

I don't know if my brother is okay in that battle.

Have you encountered any changes?

Alas.

She really didn't know what it was like at the time.

Su Mujiu quickly packed the herbs, packed up the salute, bathed for a while, combed the wooden hairpin again, and pushed open the door and walked out.

As empty as when she came, the gate was still empty and in ruins.

Tut.

I didn't think it could be a safe place.

A day ago.

"Master, you have been waiting here for half a month, if Miss Su was inside, she would have come out a long time ago." Zhu bitterly comforted.

What's more, now the Xiongnu on this side of the border are attacking, and they have almost broken through the city wall and entered the city several times.

If the master doesn't go back to preside, I'm afraid that this world will change again.

Feng Tong looked at the closed door, and his eyes that were full of hope dimmed a little.

Maybe it's the same name and surname?

"Master, now the frontier needs you to sit in the town, otherwise the Chang Qilin will turn the sky, now he cooperates with the Huns, knows the situation in Datang, the Huns have him like a tiger with wings, just afraid to break through this south." Bamboo said eagerly.

Since ancient times, he thought it was just a story in the book.

Now this fact was before him.

He couldn't help but sigh a thing or two.

Finally, after a long time, Feng Tong said, "Let's go." ”

He compromised.

In front of the genius Cangsheng, he can't be willful.

After speaking, Feng Tong took a group of people and horses to leave the palace in the courtyard, and went to the frontier that night.

……

Right now, Su Mujiu is walking in Kyoto City, looking at the bustling crowd, she is like a thief, look here, look there.

According to the impression in her memory, she found the gate of King Mu's mansion.

At present, the front of Muwang's Mansion is very dilapidated, and there is no garrison guarding the door.

A trace of sadness crossed Su Mujiu's eyes.

Is she late......

Really......

Did the second prince get it?

Alas.

Su Mujiu hesitated again and again, but finally mustered up the courage to walk to the door and pushed gently.

only to find that the gate was not moving, apparently sealed from the inside.

Someone?!

Su Mujiu's eyes were dyed with a layer of hope.

She didn't care about anything, and stepped into King Mu's mansion with a turnover.

Dance pavilion song platform, chic courtyard, flowers blooming......

Everything is as it is remembered.

The only difference is that this Mu Wangfu used to be a bustling group of people, lively and lively.

And now, the Jingxiu Pavilion that should have been inhabited by Feng Tong is empty.

She walked around the Mu Palace, and she didn't see the maid or the guard.

Who the hell lives in it?

Su Mujiu's brows tightened, and she walked towards her Weiyang Pavilion.

I only saw the white cloth hanging high in the Weiyang Pavilion, surrounded by chrysanthemums, and curling green smoke drifting over.

What's going on?

How does it feel that her courtyard has become an ancestral hall?

Su Mujiu felt a little strange, and she pushed open the door of the Weiyang Pavilion wing.

As soon as I entered the eye, I saw my portrait in the center.

The woman in the painting has a smile like a flower, as beautiful as a peony flower that captivates the country and the city.

If the portrait wasn't in black and white, maybe she'd be happier.

Is this a place to commemorate her death?

When did she die?

Su Mujiu walked quickly to the spiritual platform and snuffed out the burning candle.

"It's really unlucky, bah, bah." Su Mujiu complained as he ripped off the painting, rolled it up, and threw it aside.

When she's done with it all.

A voice came from outside the gate.

"Someone!! Thief!! ”

"Oh no!! A thief is coming!! ”

"Caught thief, Miss's portrait was stolen by the Assassin!"

"Miss's mourning hall is ruined!"

Before Su Mujiu could react, he was surrounded by a group of black-clothed people who fell from the sky.

These people look at this posture as a secret guard.

Su Mujiu smiled subconsciously, from the shout just now, she could probably tell that the whole of their family was intact, at least her brother's life must have been held.

Otherwise, there would be no mourning hall for her.

Su Mujiu breathed a sigh of relief, and she smiled flatteringly: "Oh, you misunderstood!" It's all your own people, your own people! ”

"Kill!" One of the men in black said, and the rest struck with knives.

Su Mujiu didn't dare to hit her own people, she frantically dodged while shouting: "Stop!" Stop! ”

When her words fell, the men in black didn't listen to her and still attacked her.

Su Mujiu couldn't bear it anymore, and ripped off the veil on his face, "Look at my face!" Doesn't it sound familiar! ”

As soon as Su Mujiu said this, the black-clothed men who had been attacking in a group withdrew their hands one after another, their eyes full of surprise.

They knelt down in unison, "Join the master." ”

At this moment, a cold voice came from outside the door, accompanied by a hint of weakness, "Who is it that destroyed my sister's mourning hall?" ”

！！！

It's the voice in my memory.

Su Mujiu cheered, and ran out directly, "Brother, it's me, it's me!" ”

The prince, who had never had a smile on his face since Su Mujiu's disappearance, saw Su Mujiu's figure the moment he saw it, his eyes were full of wisps of surprise, and his voice couldn't stop trembling: "Linglong, why are you ......?"

In the next second, a hug full of fragrance wrapped him tightly.

Su Mujiu's slightly coquettish voice sounded, "Brother, I'm not dead, I'm alive!" I am back! It's really me! ”

She had never been so happy, because she could now be sure that she and the prince had the same blood flowing in them.

"Linglong." With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the prince hugged Su Mujiu in, and there were faint water stains on the corners of his eyes.

And hearing the movement, Jiang Yueyue, who was belated, could only stand at the door and watch this touching scene.

Two people with identical faces finally reunited at this moment.

"Brother~ I want to tell you good news~" Su Mujiu said with a smile, she originally thought that their Mu Wangfu would definitely not exist, but she didn't expect that the second prince of the dog day still left Mu Wangfu with a life.

Tut.

Sure enough, there are no permanent enemies.

Only eternal benefits.

"What's the good news?" The prince asked softly.

"I can cure you!"