What kind of human spirit Mu Changqing is, seeing her face change abruptly, she doesn't know what she thinks in her heart.

"You're the one who's leaning on the wall and peeking at it today!" Mu Changqing stared at her, his face was not shocked, and he asked a question that was not related.

"What are you asking for?" Sheng Mingzhu was secretly vigilant.

Mu Changqing chuckled, "When I went out today, I felt that there was a sneaky little mouse in the back, but I didn't expect it to be you, Yan Hui Zhu, bullying people, lustful and vainly disposing of me like that, and still feel happy?" ”

You're a little mouse, and your whole family is a mouse.

"There are many people in Beijing who don't like Zhu Hui, but why hasn't anyone dared to touch him? You ruined his life, you thought that the Yan family would give up. Sheng Mingzhu sneered, "He said that his family can't catch your people, and he can't let people demolish the teahouse where you live." ”

"That teahouse, the Yan family didn't dare to demolish it." Mu Changqing's words were firm, the expression on his face was quite calm, and he looked at Sheng Mingzhu who was still vigilant and tense like a little beast with fried hair, and couldn't help but explain her confusion: "Others don't know who the owner of the teahouse is, which old fox in Yanbo must know, the place where the King of Chu finally built to collect intelligence, will he be allowed to say that it will be demolished?" Besides, he can't take care of himself now, and he doesn't have the time or energy to stand up for his son. ”

"How do you know that the teahouse belongs to the King of Chu, and there are decades of ups and downs in the officialdom of Yanshangshu, figuring out the thoughts of the saints, and being better at measuring the proportions than anyone else, when will it be his turn to take care of himself?"

Sheng Mingzhu sneered, making it clear that he didn't believe what he just said, in his previous life, he waited until their Sheng family died, and the Yan family still relied on the power of the prince and the concubine, and the scenery was infinite, why didn't she see that their family had bad luck.

The sticky blood was clinging to his skin, and the uncomfortable feeling made him frown slightly, but this unhappiness was fleeting, and he only heard him say unhurriedly: "Legend has it that there is a secret medicine in the palace, which can live the flesh and bones of the dead, and the old lady of the Yan family is particularly spoiled by this grandson, and now he is ruined, he will definitely not be able to accept it, Yan Shangshu is angry and sad for a while, and it is not impossible to do something irrational." Mu Changqing paused, and the corners of his delicate lips hooked up a shallow arc, full of malice, "For example, find the dead man, sneak into the palace, and steal the secret medicine." ”

"The Praetorian Guards in the palace followed the blood stains left by the assassin all the way to the Yan family, and found the assassin's assassination tools and bloodstained clothes in the Yan family, do you think the Yan family will be very lively now?"

"You deliberately planted the blame?"

"Yan Hui Zhu did those things, it is not an exaggeration to die ten times or eight times, but it is just a small lesson for him, the son is not the fault of the father, the sins made by his son, shouldn't this Lao Tzu in Yan Bo hold it for him?" Mu Changqing's tone was cold, faintly with a hint of evil.

"You are telling me so much, isn't it to tell you that you broke into the palace without permission, just to block the Yan family, so that they have no time to come to you for trouble?" Sheng Mingzhu questioned coldly.

"If I said yes, would you believe it?" Mu Changqing raised his eyebrows.

"You're not thinking I'm a fool." Sheng Mingzhu glared at him, his face was still angry, but the tense posture of his body relaxed. "Even if he can't find trouble with you for a while now, but cut off the enmity of your son and grandson, don't you think that they can let you go, they can't demolish the teahouse, you, they can't get it?"

"You think I'm going to be afraid of them?" Mu Changqing's phoenix eyes were raised, and his body revealed a reserved arrogance that belonged to the superior, and Sheng Mingzhu was shocked when he saw it, and he felt more and more that she should not be underestimated.

How could such a person be willing to condescend to others and stay in that small teahouse and let people call him around? I'm afraid that where I stay, I will hide my identity, and I have no plans.

And just now she said that the teahouse belonged to the king of Chu?

Could she be King Chu's person?

Sheng Mingzhu's thoughts were tumbling in his head, and he was speechless for a while.

Mu Changqing looked at her at the door and was stunned, motionless and let the cold wind blow, and the crane that was kindly sent was only in his arms, there was no charcoal fire in the house, it was very cold, and if it froze like this, he would not be able to get out of bed tomorrow morning.

"I know what you're worried about, your eldest brother is kind to me, and I'm not that ungrateful, so you should take your heart back into your stomach, this midnight, it's cold and freeze early, go back to rest early, otherwise your eldest brother should be worried about frostbite again."

"Does my brother know your true identity?" Sheng Mingzhu grabbed his handle and asked.

Mu Changqing hesitated, and nodded for a long time, "I know." ”

Sheng Mingzhu stared at her, as if trying to figure out the truth of her words, but no matter what, these words tonight did dispel her hostility towards her to a certain extent. But soon Sheng Mingzhu remembered tonight's events again, and the faint anger rose again.

"Even if what you say is true, you don't want to enter the door of our Sheng family, my eldest brother has already said that he doesn't have any love for you at all, you just die of this heart!"

"Your eldest brother said it himself? I originally wanted to be your sister-in-law, but I think right with you every day, but it seems that it won't work. Mu Changqing raised his eyebrows and spoke with a joke.

"You're dreaming." Sheng Mingzhu was shocked by her brazen appearance, left this sentence indignantly, and turned to leave.

Mu Changqing laughed dumbly, he just teased her casually, and even let her remember it until now, and take it seriously, so can't help but laugh, and from time to time he looks like a fried hedgehog, obviously when he was a child, he was not like this at all.

watched her leave, and when she could no longer hear a sound in the courtyard, she shook her strong body, but soon regained her uprightness.

……

Sheng Mingzhu wanted to leave, leaving herself to fend for herself, isn't she very powerful, even the Yan family, who others dare not provoke, has been provoked, and she will be afraid of that little injury.

They all arrived in their own courtyards, touched the cranes on their bodies, and sent the gods back.

She has always had clear grievances, and she never owes anyone else, especially someone she hates.

Well, that's it.

Then, she saw, in the moonlight, in the cold wind, the ruthless man who had struck the arrow with a dagger without blinking, rinsing the wound with cold water by the well!

The water from the iceman's well flushed directly onto the wound.

Such a simple and crude cleaning method, Sheng Mingzhu is simply unheard of, does she still think she is a woman?

"Are you afraid that you won't die?" Sheng Mingzhu didn't have a good air, and just as she was about to step forward, she saw that the person in front of her with her back was shocked, and quickly swept the clothes beside her, and wrapped herself tightly with wet clothes.

The fast life is like she is a cheeky voyeur flower thief who takes advantage of her.

It's all women, and she has what she has, but is that so?

"It's not that you should go back soon, why did you come back again." Mu Changqing frowned, looking unhappy.

"You are injured so badly, if you don't take good care of it, you will have a fever tomorrow morning, and now you dare to take cold water without knowing whether you are alive or dead, if you don't want to live, why do you need to spend so much effort to bandage the wound just now, and press it directly with an arrow, which is much less effort than what you are doing now."

"If I die, it's not what you want."

Mu Changqing's voice was cold, and his attitude was still arrogant, Sheng Mingzhu glared at her angrily, only feeling that her feet were very cheap, such a person still let her die.

"Here's for you." Sheng Mingzhu threw something to him from afar, "The medicine that others can't ask for, you have to cherish it, if the injury is healed, get out of me immediately." ”

Mu Changqing stretched out his hand to take the medicine, and the steps under his feet were slightly unsteady, and he couldn't notice it if he didn't look closely.

After pouring these two basins of cold water, the sticky feeling on the body is indeed gone, but the temperature on the body is slowly rising.

Mu Changqing didn't speak, and Sheng Mingzhu didn't expect him to thank him, but just told him to hurry up and leave.