Xia Liuli's eyes hooked, without words, and she stared at the face in the mirror carefully and looked at it several times.

"Yue'er, do you think I'm like this, do you look good?" Suddenly, Xia Liuli smiled and asked Yue'er, who was standing behind her.

The latter nodded slightly, "Good looking~"

"Then why doesn't he like me?" When the words fell, distress appeared on his face.

Yue'er was stunned, needless to say, she also knew who he was referring to in Xia Liuli's mouth?

couldn't help but sigh and persuaded: "Princess, I thought that in the past few days, you should have figured it out, why are you still thinking about that ruthless son~"

bowed her head and complained in her heart, I really don't know what is good about the other party, she is such a cold-blooded person, and her princess really can't let it go.

"In my opinion, he is as his name suggests, even the blood is cold, he is so ruthless, princess, let's forget it!"

"Impossible..."Xia Liuli screamed, and then stood up straight, frightened Yue'er and retreated.

"What you can't get is always the best, I don't believe it, with the charm of this princess, I can't conquer him, one day, he will find out my good..."

Seeing this, Yue'er lowered her head and didn't say a word, but she couldn't help complaining in her heart: I'm afraid, with your charm, you really can't conquer the other party~

This is Yue'er's intuition, whether it is the other party's momentum or eyes, she does not see a trace of emotion.

From the very beginning, Yue'er was silently observing, and he found that the ruthless son, looking at Xia Liuli, was quiet and waveless in his bright eyes, and it could even be said that he was as indifferent as water.

With such emotions, how can it be interesting, I'm afraid that this self-righteous love is a one-man show for her princess in the end.

………

Fuxing Tea House

At this time, the private room, because of the arrival of one person, was a little lively.

"National teacher, admiration, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still so high-spirited~"

Looking at Mu Xianle's face and jade, cold and waveless, sitting with his prince, inexplicably a little bit of a match, Mo Yi'an said with a smile in his eyes.

"It's just that you're not staying in the Shui Wei Country, why are you here here?" Mo Yi'an's question directly asked the question in Di Mohan's heart.

When the words fell, Di Mohan was the same, raising his head and staring at each other slightly.

"Entrusted by others~" Hearing this, Mu Xianle moved the cup in front of him and replied gently.

It's still so cold, so is the talking, and even the emotions are like a straight line, without half a wave.

"Nothing?" Mo Yi'an raised his eyebrows, raised his hand by the way, and drank the tea in front of him.

"This tea is called Piaoxue, how is it compared to Qingfeng in the National Teacher's Mansion?" Not as many questions as Mo Yi'an, Di Mo Hanyun asked lightly.

Pour a full cup and hand it to Mu Strings.

"Each has its own merits~" After a light drink, Mu Xianle then replied.

"I said, you two, what are you playing dumb riddles? Can you say something easy to understand, it's so embarrassing..."Looking at the interaction between the two, Mo Yi'an stared dryly on the side, and said with some dissatisfaction.

In an instant, Di Mohan directly plucked out a cold eye, and was warned, Mo Yi'an's neck shrank, and he quickly shut up.

"But he, suspicious of the release of the water, or is he afraid that the king will miss the appointment?" Without mentioning the other party's name, Di Mohan asked softly.

"Worried that this king won't be able to bring back Fengxing?"

seems to be careless, but in fact, Di Mohan's eyes already contain a touch of coldness.

Not to the strings, but because of another person.

Mu Xianle shook his head in denial, remembering the person in Shui Wei Kingdom, and replied: "None of them~"

"String Music's trip is not to do something for him, of course, the prince can rest assured, I will not interfere with any of your plans, just go back to the place where you should go back at the right time!"

"In that case, why did the national teacher appear in the Flame Palace, and he also snatched that thing~" When the words fell, Di Mo looked at Mu Xianle intently, wanting to get the desired result from the other party's eyes.

"This is what the prince said~" Suddenly, Mu Xianle stretched out his hand, and an arrow slowly appeared in his palm.

Look closely, it happens to be the one Xia Linyi is holding in his hand.

"It's really right, it's really the hand of the national teacher~" Looking at something in Mu Xianle's hand, Di Mohan was not surprised, and said calmly.

It seems that this result has been expected by him.

"Heh, even if the strings don't make a move, I'm afraid, the prince will not be able to hold it, but at that time, the prince was in the open, and it was not appropriate to make a move, so that he could make his own decisions on behalf of the others, and do it on his behalf, don't blame the prince..."

Handing the arrow to Di Mohan, Mu Xianle continued: "Presumably this thing, the prince has already seen the clue~"

Di Mohan stared at Ling Jian, looked left and right several times, and shook his head slightly, "It has something to do with Fengxing~"

The tone of affirmation, and then I looked at it a few times, but still didn't find any mystery.

"This king didn't expect that Xiahou Yu actually had such a move, but he was too anxious to take that step, at this time, I am afraid that the eyes staring in the dark are already ready to move~"

"Weird!" Suddenly, Mo Yi'an spoke, and then looked at the eyes of the two people, and quickly coughed pretendically, and said seriously: "Okay, I just feel strange, such an object, what's so strange, obviously there is nothing~"

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Mo Yi'an continued: "If it is really related to Fengxing, it shouldn't be something good, or glowing or something. ”

When the words fell, I saw Di Mo glance coldly, and then he was silent.

However, Mu Xianle had a slight touch of emotion on his face, and explained to Mo Yi'an: "This arrow is indeed not a vulgar thing, but it may not be able to shine casually~"

"What?" A few thick lines crossed Mo Yi'an's head, indicating that he didn't understand well.

"Only when you meet someone who is destined, or the person who is destined, can you make it show a different color, so we look at it now, and it is no different from a vulgar thing~"

"So, it..."Suddenly, Mo Yi'an stretched out a finger and pointed at the arrow in Di Mohan's hand and said, "Only when it meets Fengxing, it will play a role!" ”

When the words fell, I saw Mu Xianle nodding slightly.

The corners of Mo Yi'an's mouth twitched, "Until now, Feng Xing hasn't even caught a glimpse of a single hair..."

Before the words fell, he received a cold slap from Di Mo, and then a spirit, covering the beaten part, said aggrievedly: "Lord, you hit me~"

"Get out if it's okay~" Glancing at the other party, Di Mohan said with a little disgust.

"I'm not done yet." With a pouting of his mouth, he looked directly at Mu Xianle, who was as cold as the moon on the side.

"Master Guoshi, this time you are here, you should be able to help us, for example, do you already have any ideas about the whereabouts of Fengxing?"

With stars in his eyes, Mo Yi'an looked at Mu Xianle, and was particularly eager to hear something from the other party's mouth.