On the second day, before leaving the palace, Zhan Cangming was found by Zhan Lingxuan.

The palace was extremely quiet, Zhan Cangming was sitting on one side, and Zhan Lingxuan was sitting on the main seat, all looking thoughtful.

"Do you know who sent it?"

Zhan Cangming shook his head, "I don't know who this Mu Liran offended and chased him to the palace." ”

When Zhan Ling Xuan heard this, he stared in surprise, remembering Mu Liran's performance yesterday, and smiled dumbly, "This princess of yours is not a fuel-efficient lamp. ”

Zhan Cangming looked down at the tea in his hand, and the tea poured into his indifferent appearance.

His gray eyes reminded him of the first time the two met, and she was not a little timid.

"Whatever the grievances between her and that person, if she is innocent, we cannot stand idly by. However, if there is doubt, there is no way to stay. ”

The reason why Zhan Lingxuan ordered Zhan Cangming to take time to accompany Mu Liran every day, in addition to cultivating feelings, also had another thing, that is, to confirm whether he was really Mu Liran and what was the purpose of marrying Zhan Qin.

Remembering that the Emperor of Mu Jin Kingdom insisted on marrying her, Zhan Ling Xuan's bright face was a little more gloomy.

Moreover, how could a straw bale princess learn kung fu overnight and provoke a terrible unknown enemy.

Zhan Cangming pursed his lips and was silent.

Coming out of the Chaoqin Palace, Mu Liran was waiting outside, and seeing that he had finished talking to Zhan Ling Xuan, he walked towards the palace gate without looking back.

When he returned to the palace, the first thing Mu Liran did was to order someone to collect folk monsters every day.

Since she can cross over, she will definitely be able to go back!

It's just that she doesn't know how.

Mu Liran firmly believes that as long as he does not spare all his efforts to find a way to go back, it is possible to go back.

Zhan Cangming looked at the people in the mansion holding stacks of books, and remembered the situation reported by the secret guard, and the blue tendons on his forehead couldn't help jumping.

What exactly is Mu Liran going to do?

Qingyuan, as soon as Zhan Cangming came in, he saw Mu Liran lying on the chaise longue in a strange costume, holding a book in his hand, and crossing Erlang's legs, without the slightest appearance of a woman.

Zhan Cangming was speechless, and he had the urge to turn around and leave, but he was suppressed by him.

Due to Zhan Ling Xuan's will, Zhan Cangming had to get along with Mu Liran for a few hours every day.

I thought that everything was fine, but I found that the woman in front of me not only ignored herself, but also often wore some strange clothes and did some strange actions.

Zhan Cangming felt more and more suspicious and a little embarrassed at the same time.

Mu Liran was lying on the chaise longue reading and reading a book, and she was fascinated by it, when suddenly a piece of fabric flew in and covered her head.

Mu Liran frowned, tore open the fabric to take a look, and found that it was a garment.

"Go and change your clothes, you weird look, what kind of body have you become!"

Mu Liran looked down at herself, then raised her head and smiled, opened her mouth and spit out two words, "Don't wear it!" ”

Hearing her answer, Zhan Cangming's face turned dark, "Since you are a woman, you should be more reserved." ”

Mu Liran ignored it and looked at the book to himself.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with her doing this, wasn't it just a low-profile version of long-sleeved trousers, wasn't it a V-neck?

I don't wear a low cut, I already take care of this group of ancient people, okay!.

Anyway, there was a charcoal fire burning in the house, and it was not cold, and the ancient costumes were complicated, heavy and extremely unfavorable for action, so Mu Liran simply made people remake a few sets of clothes.

Seeing that she was still reading and didn't listen to her words at all, Zhan Cangming's gray eyes were stained with a thin layer of anger.

One strode forward, holding her shoulder with one hand and grabbing her collar with the other, as if to tear her garment.

Mu Liran suddenly became angry, "Zhan Cangming, what are you doing!" ”

"If you don't change it, the king will change it for you!"

With that, his men exerted a little effort.

Mu Liran was afraid that he would tear his clothes, so in a hurry, he raised his hand and punched him in the face.

Zhan Cangming had no choice but to reach out to block it, and Mu Liran took advantage of this gap to forcibly break away from Zhan Cangming's hands.

But even so, the collar on the chest has been torn in half, a pair of crisp breasts looming, and the snow-white skin is reverie.

"Zhan Cangming, don't you really think that my Mu Liran is afraid of you!"

With a soft drink, Mu Liran pounced on the whole person, and the hairpin plucked from his head was tightly clenched in the palm of his hand.

With a wave, it was towards Zhan Cangming's neck.

Zhan Cangming was on the side of her body, dodged, put her big hand on her wrist that she didn't have time to retract, and pulled her into her arms with a little force.

Mu Liran grabbed his wrist and twisted it outward, Zhan Cangming was in pain, and he had no choice but to let go of his hand.

Mu Liran took the opportunity to break free from his restraints, and with a wave of her jade hand, she shot the hairpin towards Zhan Cangming, Zhan Cangming dodged, and she rushed up again to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

The fists were to the flesh, as if even the fists were carrying the wind, and in the huge room, the shadows of the two were constantly advancing, retreating, and attacking.

The more Mu Liran fought, the more vigilant she became against Zhan Cangming, such a man, if he was an enemy in the future, it was not something that could be solved casually, besides, she had always felt a dangerous aura from Zhan Cangming's body.