Yeyi retreated and dodged, and Mu Xiao made one move after another.

Yeyi couldn't but greet him, and the two were entangled.

"Xiao Shizi, you better go back, otherwise you will be offended!" Ye repeatedly endured it, but Mu Xiao pressed step by step, and made a move without delay.

"Then let me see how powerful Nine Emperor Uncle's subordinates are."

Ye Yi waved the sword in his hand, saying that he had to offend, but he still controlled the strength of the sword edge, so as not to hurt Mu Xiao, but he underestimated Mu Xiao, and if he was not careful, Mu Xiao soared into the air and crossed him!

Mu Xiao turned around and palmed the wind straight to Yeyi's chest-

Ye Yi couldn't let Mu Xiao break into the hall, and stepped forward to meet Mu Xiao's palm......

Mu Xiao frowned, his palm deviated, and while patting Ye Yi's shoulder, he immediately turned around and hit the temple door with internal force-

However, the door opened, and a black figure flew out, and with a wave of his sleeves, Mu Xiao's palm wind was dissolved invisibly.

Mu Xiao stood still, and stepped forward on his knees at night.

"Master, subordinates are incompetent!"

"Nephew Xiao misses Uncle Huang." Mu Tingye said leisurely, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"My nephew has seen Uncle Nine Emperors, and my nephew has come to visit Uncle Nine Emperor when he learns that Uncle Nine Emperor is here for the summer." Mu Xiao rubbed his hands, bowed his head slightly, and his attitude was respectful, and he lowered his eyes, but there seemed to be a trace of blood in the air when he was sniffing the air.

"This king is very comforted, and his nephew is at his own convenience." Mu Ting turned around and went back to the room without looking back, and then waved his hand to close the door of the temple.

"Nine Emperor Uncles, wait-" Mu Xiao stepped forward with a strong arrow, and as soon as he touched the door, he was beaten out of the door by Mu Tingye's sleeves-

Mu Xiao took three steps back one after another, covered his chest, and secretly sighed that Mu Tingye's martial arts were unfathomable, but the smell of blood when he approached the door just now seemed to be stronger......

With a thud, the door slammed.

Yeyi blocked the door, "Xiao Shizi, please!" ”

Mu Xiao clutched his chest and turned to leave, Mu Yao must be in the Yongfu Palace!

……

Mu Tingye closed the door and walked two steps, poofing a mouthful of blood-

"Beautiful man!" Mu Yao held Mu Tingye, he was not suitable to use internal force at all now, she heard everything outside clearly, "Damn, Yeyi!" ”

Mu Yao called out loudly, and entered the hall as soon as the night came.

"Internal force," Mu Yao pointed at Mu Tingye, "You output internal force in the back, and I am equipped with a silver needle to pour out his anger, and his internal injuries heal quickly." ”

Ye Yi stood still and looked at Mu Tingye with a tangled face.

"Get out!" Mu Tingye opened his mouth weakly, and Ye Yi disappeared immediately.

"What do you mean!" Mu Yao was puzzled.

Mu Tingye picked up Mu Yao's palm and put it on his lifeline, closed his eyes and breathed-

Mu Yao's eyes widened in surprise, and he found that Mu Tingye's breath had reversed, causing his pulse to be frivolous, so that his blood and qi could be preserved, "You will heal yourself!" ”

Mu Tingye nodded.

Mu Yao saw that it was getting late and was about to go back, because the palace banquet was imminent, she didn't want to cause more trouble, and Mu Xiao suddenly visited just now, she was a little suspicious.

Mu Tingye didn't want Mu Yao to leave, and he couldn't stop pulling and pulling.

"I'll see you later, you can rest." Mu Yao pressed her forehead against Mu Tingye's forehead, smiled toothlessly, and left.

……

Mu Xiao was outside Mu Yao's bedroom, standing quietly, watching the sky get darker and darker, and finally saw Mu Yao's back.

"Xiao Shizi, why are you here?"

Mu Yao pretended to be surprised, blinked, and saw Mu Xiao's ruddy face, so she thought that Mu Tingye was just a small punishment just now, and Mu Xiao was not seriously injured, but Mu Tingye vomited blood, and felt a little unhappy in her heart.

Mu Xiao saw Qiuli holding a bamboo basket in his hand, which was full of rose petals, and stepped forward and said, "Seeing that you are pale at noon, I want to ask if you are okay, this is a unique mint paste in southern Xinjiang, which can refresh and calm your mind." ”

Mu Yao smiled and shook her head, "Xiao Shizi doesn't have to be so polite, I'm already fine, mint cream is a good thing, refreshing and calming can make people's heads clear and clear, Xiao Shizi can use it for himself!" ”

After Mu Yao finished speaking, she took Qiu Li back to the bedroom.

The smile just now was gone, and she sat quietly on the side, a little annoyed, just because Mu Xiao had some hurt eyes just now......

Mu Xiao smiled bitterly, threw the mint paste to the side of the flowers, and walked away with heavy steps.

Cherry came out from a distance, holding the mint paste that Mu Xiao had thrown away, and the meaning in her eyes was unclear.

……

Mu Xiao returned to the room, and as soon as he drank a glass of spirits, he coughed violently.

Did she blame herself for trespassing in the Hall of Eternal Blessing? Hehe, he clearly smelled a faint bloody aura on Mu Yao's body just now, although the maid beside Mu Yao was holding a whole basket of roses, it still couldn't hide the faint smell of blood.

"Xiao'er, drink alone, and your father will accompany you."

"How did the father know that his son was drinking?" Mu Xiao took another sip and coughed.

Mu Tingzhen picked up Mu Xiao's wrist, "Injured internally?" ”

"No problem!" Mu Xiao withdrew his hand and didn't want to say more.

Mu Tingzhen didn't ask, but sat down and poured himself a glass, "There are not many people who have injured you with your martial arts, why do you want to hurt yourself." ”

Mu Xiao smiled bitterly, where can the injury on his body compare to the injury in his heart?

Mu Tingzhen took a sip, the wine was spicy and pungent in his mouth, he frowned, is Xiao Er so strong?

"But it's because of Mu Yao?"

Mu Xiao was silent, Mu Tingzhen put down the cup, "I saw your imperial grandmother just now, and he intended to ask Mu Yao to be your side concubine, I want to ......"

"Father!" Mu Xiao interrupted Mu Tingzhen, "You promised me that I would make my own decisions, and I would never marry Zhen Furong." ”

"If you don't marry Zhen Furong, you can't marry Mu Yao, she will be able to marry quickly, if you can't marry your imperial grandmother, do you have a better way?" Mu Tingzhen asked, and Mu Xiao condensed.

What could he have done better?

Mu Xiao poured the cup full and wanted to drink it, but was held down by Mu Tingzhen.

"Father has an idea, would you like to hear it?"

Mu Xiao raised his eyes, "Father has a good idea?" ”

"If you want only Mu Yao to be a woman for the rest of your life, my father has no objection, if she is only one woman, then why do you care that it is the main concubine and the side concubine, but she is the only one, why don't you ask for the marriage saint first and think about it in the long run?"

Mu Xiao's eyes suddenly brightened, why didn't he expect it, but could Mu Yao be willing?

……

The dinner began, and everyone was seated.

Mu Qian was winking at Mu Yao, and was blocked by a black figure in front of him.

"Nine Emperor Uncles!"

"Your Majesty, the minister is late." Mu Tingye sat down in his robe.

"Uncle Nine Emperor came at the right time." Mu Qian smiled, and all the ministers felt that the relationship between the emperor and the regent was extraordinary.

Liu Qianqian looked at Mu Qian gently, but her gaze quietly wandered to Mu Tingye.

After Mu Yao found out, she lowered her eyes, not noticing, she was also watched by others.

Mu Xiao's eyes were full of warmth when he looked at Mu Yao, and after chatting with King Zhennan, he suddenly became enlightened and had a new plan.

King Zhennan suddenly got up and said to Mu Tingye, "The ninth brother has been coming and going without a trace recently, but what are you busy with?" ”

"Second brother is worried." Mu Tingye was faint and didn't look up, but he caught a glimpse of Mu Yao's small movements looking at him.

"Hehe, the ninth brother is still so silent, this cup of royal brother respects you!"

Mu Yao saw Mu Tingye pick up the wine glass, and immediately had a tendency to get up.

"Yao'er, are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Yao lowered her body and shook her head, watching Mu Tingzhen and Mu Tingye raise their glasses and drink each other, she said in a deep voice, "Dad, can you kill the king of Zhennan—"