Beichen Yue stared at the three of them for a while, frowned, stretched out his hand and dragged Mu Jiujiu, and said in a low voice: "You believe them??" ”

Mu Jiujiu was slightly stunned, and a pair of big smart eyes looked at him with confusion and said, "Believe it, don't you believe it?" ”

Beichen Yue pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "I always feel something strange, don't you think this interrogation process is too smooth??" What if there is a fraud?? ”

Mu Jiujiu thought carefully for a moment, then raised the brass scoop and silver scoop in his hand and shook it towards Beichen Yue and said, "If there is fraud, knock them to death!" ”

Beichen Yue: "......"

Nice, simple and crude.

"So let's do it first." Mu Jiujiu showed a bright smile towards Beichen Yue, then clapped his hands, and said to the wind: "First lock the three of them in the dungeon, give them a brief treatment of their wounds, and in two days, we will go to the Yama Hall to find out!" ”

"Yes!" After the wind answered, he went to put the unlucky three brothers in prison.

After coming out of the dungeon, Beichen Yue glanced at Mu Jiujiu, who was walking in front of him.

The afternoon sun shone on her body, gilding her whole body with a shallow halo, especially her hair, which looked shaggy and felt good in the sun......

Beichen Yue looked at it, and he didn't know why, but the picture of Fang Seventeen touching Jiujiu's head several times came to his mind.

So, without thinking about it, he suddenly shouted: "Lady." ”

"Huh??" Mu Jiujiu stopped, turned around, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Beichen Yue pursed his lips slightly, beckoned to Mu Jiujiu, and said, "Come here." ”

"What does Your Highness command??" Mu Jiujiu walked up to him, raised his head and asked.

Beichen silently stretched out his hand, put it on her head and rubbed it.

Her soft strands of hair ran through his fingertips, like a satin touch, across the palm of his hand.

Mu Jiujiu: ???

She didn't expect Beichen to call her over, just to let him grind his head.

After time stood still for a few seconds, Mu Jiujiu finally couldn't help but speak: "Temple...... Your Highness, what are you doing here? ”

"Nothing." After Beichen Yue touched her head for a while, he withdrew his hand, and said in an unhurried voice: "This king is just a little curious, why does your master love to touch your head so much." ”

Mu Jiujiu: "......"

Beichen Yue: "Now this king finally understands, lady, in fact, your head feels really good when you touch it, fluffy, round, and people want to touch it again." ”

Mu Jiujiu looked at Beichen Yue with a crying and laughing expression on his face and said, "Your Highness touched the head of the concubine because of curiosity??" ”

Beichen Yue's deep eyes glanced at her faintly, and said in a deep voice: "Otherwise??" Is it because this king wants to touch it?? ”

Mu Jiujiu: "......"

How do I feel like you just want to touch my head?

The two of them stood at the door of the dungeon, staring at each other for a while, Beichen shifted his gaze without a trace, flicked his sleeves and walked forward and said, "Let's go, why are you still standing here, it's almost dark when you stand for a while." ”

Mu Jiujiu pursed his lips and trotted to follow him with his skirt.