After Mu Siming was driven away by Lu Yong, standing in front of Liao Jingchen's mansion, she turned her head to look at Liao Jingchen's red wooden gate, and thought of the picture she had just seen.

Duan Qiyun looked like a wounded kitten afraid of people, pulling Lu Yun's white sleeves with both hands, and carefully hiding behind Lu Yun's (body shēn).

And Lu Yong was still so protective of her, Mu Siming thought of Lu Yong, who was still ambiguous with him just now, and threw himself away because of the news about Duan Qiyun.

Mu Siming pinched his handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks fiercely, as if this was Duan Qiyun, Mu Siming thought viciously.

If Duan Qiyun fell into his hands, he would have to scratch her face with his own hands! Let's see if she dares to seduce her Lu Yi!

"Let's go! Go home! ”

Mu Siming stood in front of Liao Jingchen's Mansion for a long time, as long as she thought of Duan Qiyun, she became angry.

The slave maid wearing a pink water shirt on the side secretly looked at Mu Siming and hurriedly helped her into the carriage.

The slave maid had just been transferred to serve Mu Siming, as we all know, Mu Siming's temper was extremely bad, as long as he made a little mistake, he would either be beaten or killed.

The woman in pink followed the carriage tremblingly, for fear of making a mistake, and even the pace of walking revealed great caution.

Mu Siming sat in the carriage, looking at the small table specially prepared for himself in the carriage, and there was already tea that had been brewed and poured into the cup.

Mu Siming lifted the curtain of the carriage at once.

"Parking! Xiaoyu, who put this teacup! Yes? Drag me down and cut it down! ”

Mu Siming pointed to the two ceramic teacups side by side, was this deliberately angry with her? Even the cups come in pairs!

"County master, the slave didn't mean it, please spare your life!"

The slave fell to her knees with a puff and began to kowtow incessantly, and soon blood spilled from her hands and head, and the bright red blood ran down her fair forehead.

Her voice was full of crying and fear, and the blood was getting more and more, and it looked particularly oozing, but she didn't want to die!

"Are you all dead? What are you looking at! Drag me down and cut it down! ”

Mu Siming looked at Xiao Yu, whose face was covered with blood for a short time, only a pair of black eyes were bloodless, but there were a lot of red bloodshots, and she was upset when she looked at it.

"U-turn! Go Beshang! ”

The more Mu Siming thought about it, the more angry he became, and suddenly thought of Duan Jia

Yue's ruthless woman, she is dusty and elegant on the surface, but her heart is as black as ink.

She must have a way to deal with Duan Qiyun, Mu Siming really doesn't understand, Duan Qiyun is not as talented as Duan Jiayue, and even worse than herself.

What did King Rui like about her! What kind of medicine did she take to King Rui, King Rui was so protective of her!

And Duan Jiayue, the woman, although she was rescued from Duan Fu's soft (forbidden jin), she needs her ruthlessness very much.

"Phew!"

After Mu Siming finished speaking, the groom quickly reined in his horse and then turned around and ran in the direction of Biezhuang.

The groom thought back to the slave just now, and his heart was also frightened, although he had seen too much, he was still afraid that one day it would befall him (身shēn), so he was extra careful.

The carriage soon arrived at Beizhuang, because Duan Jiayue was afraid of being found by his father, and his father was now bent on letting Duan Qiyun marry King Rui, so that he could rely on Duan Qiyun to climb to King Rui and rise to the top from now on!

Hum! Duan Qiyun, she has to die!

Mu Siming entered the village, passed through the two carved beams and painted buildings, and saw a woman sitting in the lakeside pavilion full of lotus flowers in the distance.

The woman was wearing a white wide-sleeved dress with pale pink lotus flowers piercing on the hem of the skirt, shining in the sunlight.

She wore her hair in a simple bun, her long inky hair draped down her shoulders behind her back, and a beautiful melody continued to flow from the guzheng under her hand.

It's really a beautiful picture, but Mu Siming doesn't care about appreciating it at all at this time. She wore a (身shēn) lilac wide-sleeved skirt today, in order to see Lu Yi. She cares a lot about how she dresses every day.

She walked over briskly with the hem of her skirt, stopped in the pavilion, and looked down at Duan Jiayue, who was sitting on the blanket and playing the zither, "County Lord, what's wrong?" In such a hurry, looking at the sweat on his head, sit down and rest! ”

Duan Jiayue felt that she had already looked at life and death very lightly at this time, as long as Duan Qiyun died, she was willing to pay anything.

So even in front of Mu Siming, the county lord, she was very light, and she didn't get up (body shēn) to salute, and she was elegantly ready to pour a cup of tea for Mu Siming.

"Duan Qiyun is not dead! That (贱jiàn)jiàn) person, why is her life so big, didn't you say at the time that she must have died? ”

Mu Siming suddenly brushed away the teapot where Duan Jiayue was pouring tea, and slammed the guzheng to the ground, and the guzheng cracked in response.

"County Lord, if you don't die this time, don't we have a next time!"

Duan Jiayue heard that Duan Qiyun was not dead, but paused, the corners of her delicate mouth rose slightly, her curved eyebrows and eyes narrowed slightly, and her face was full of calculation.

"What else can you do! I don't want next time, this time, Duan Qiyun's ((贱 jiàn)jiàn) person must die! ”

Thinking of King Rui's eyes looking at him today, Mu Siming wanted Duan Qiyun to disappear immediately.

"Good!" Duan Jiayue elegantly straightened her skirt, slowly stood up with the support of the maid next to her, and said with a swear.

And Lu Yong's side, he looked at Duan Qiyun, who was becoming more and more dependent on him but still had a faint alienation, and was very distressed, what did she go through to become what she is now.

"Old minister, see King Rui! The old minister was late, and asked King Rui to forgive his sins. A long, white-bearded imperial physician saluted Lu Yong, followed by a medical apprentice carrying a medicine box on his back.

"It's okay! Come and see my princess, she has amnesia. After Lu Yong knew the truth about Duan Qiyun's attachment to Liao Jingchen, he immediately sent someone to invite the imperial doctor.

"King Rui, the princess's amnesia is caused by the impact of the brain, and if you want to recover, you have to rely on medicine and the guidance of people she knows."

The Imperial Doctor squinted his eyes, which were already a little white, picked up the pulse pad next to him, and after diagnosing Duan Qiyun for a while, he said solemnly.

He has treated many cases of this condition, but there are also some cases of permanent amnesia.

These, he didn't dare to say to King Rui, "Okay, I know, it's hard!"

Come on, send the imperial doctor back to the palace! ”

Looking at Duan Qiyun, who was already asleep on the (bed chuáng), Lu Yong's delicate eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character, "Qiyun, I'll take you back to our home, okay?" ”

Lu Yong kept guarding Duan Qiyun until she woke up.

"Good!"

Duan Qiyun looked at the man in front of him who looked at him and seemed to be able to flow water gently, and he couldn't refuse.

As soon as he arrived at the palace, someone reported that the emperor wanted to see Lu Yong, and Lu Yong hurried to the palace, leaving Duan Qiyun in the mansion.

Duan Qiyun only felt that his forehead was cold, and his ears returned ((swing dàng) dàng) landing to the gentle voice.

He said, "Wait until I get back."

Duan Qiyun turned her head and looked at Lu Yong's back in disbelief, she didn't even react, he! I actually kissed myself!

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