Since the last time Zhao Yiheng stayed on the beam of the room silently for so long, Mu Mingshu became vigilant, and always had a dagger under his pillow. Although she was tired tonight, she still slept lightly, and only then did she hear the sound of the window opening and closing, so she opened her eyes, and her white jade hand grabbed the dagger under the pillow, and she got up and hid behind the screen to quickly get dressed.

The man gently picked open the ginger silk tent, only to see a flash of cold light, and a sharp dagger stabbed mercilessly from behind, Rao is he dodged quickly, and a shallow bloody cut was also drawn on his arm.

Seeing him dodging, Mu Mingshu even quickened his speed and stabbed at the location where he was killed.

Zhao Yiheng exclaimed: "Mu Mingshu, are you impatient to murder your husband so that you can remarry?" ”

As soon as the white jade fracture fan was extended, it hit Mu Mingshu's wrist, shocking her arm numb, and the dagger also fell off from her hand, Zhao Yiheng took a step forward and narrowly caught the dagger that was about to land.

Tut: "This kind of sharp thing, don't use it in the girl's family, in case you hurt yourself, it won't be good." After speaking, he put it on his waist without Mu Mingshu's consent.

Mu Mingshu was so angry that she smoked, she knew that the person who could break into the girl's boudoir once or twice was definitely not an ordinary person, so she made a dead hand, but she didn't expect that she was not as good as others and was molested.

At that moment, he shouted angrily: "Die, you." He immediately attacked Zhao Yiheng with his palm.

Obviously, Mu Mingshu is not Zhao Yiheng's opponent, but he was still in a good mood to play with her for a while, and he didn't hurt Zhao Yiheng after more than ten moves, but Mu Mingshu was tired and sweaty.

Zhao Yiheng added firewood to the fire and sighed again: "The Mu family is all good at each other, and this king can fight very well when you are the king, why can't you do this?" ”

chuckled again: "Could it be that the county lord of Xianhui has only beaten the female dependents who are powerless?" ”

Mu Mingshu's heart narrowed, his apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze at Zhao Yiheng was very unkind: "Zhao Yiheng, what do you want to say?" ”

The white jade fracture fan unfolded as soon as it "swished", and Zhao Yiheng laughed coquettishly: "This king likes this title, just like those old husbands and wives, but if it is called this king A Heng, this king will like it even more." ”

Mu Mingshu's face turned red, and he grabbed Zhao Yiheng's collar, thinking that this was a bit imposing, but he didn't think that although Zhao Yiheng looked thin, he was actually very tall, even if Mu Mingshu, who was tall among women, stood in front of him, even if he had momentum, the momentum was so weak that he couldn't see it.

"Hehe......" Zhao Yiheng chuckled, and as soon as he lowered his head, he met Mu Mingshu's extremely angry gaze, with fan-like eyelashes, tight red lips, and even the fine hairs on his face, he lowered his head again, and the breath sprayed on Mu Mingshu's face when he spoke, numb and itchy.

"Mu Mingshu, don't be so rude, be gentle and generous like a girl's family, otherwise no one will dare to marry someone like you, and you won't be able to marry when the time comes, but don't cry and let this king be responsible."

"You ......" Mu Mingshu gritted his teeth angrily, and used two more points of force in his hand, but he still couldn't shake Zhao Yiheng, so he couldn't help but be a little discouraged, so he had to have the upper hand on his lips: "Hmph, this girl will not marry a prodigal son like you who is a golden and jade prodigal son who is ruined in it even if she shaves her hair and becomes a sister-in-law." ”

"Don't ......" Zhao Yiheng held the white jade fracture fan and pushed away Mu Mingshu's jade hand that grabbed his neckline, and said with a smile: "If you really pay your hair and become a sister-in-law, wouldn't it be a pity." ”

Fu said with a serious face: "You can relax, if you really can't get married, this king will reluctantly marry you." ”

Mu Mingshu was even more angry, and shouted a little frantically: "You are sick." ”

Zhao Yiheng touched his smooth chin, thought for a while, and said: "This king doesn't seem to have taken medicine today, thank you for reminding me." ”

Mu Mingshu didn't want to talk to Zhao Yiheng anymore, if this person opened his mouth and closed his mouth to take advantage of others, it was not a good thing at all, but he couldn't beat others, she felt that if she continued like this, she would go crazy sooner or later, in order to break this situation, Mu Mingshu raised his voice and shouted: "Ask for spring." ”

She remembered that tonight was the night of spring duty, but no one responded after calling several times.

"Don't scream, no one will answer you if you cut your throat." Zhao Yiheng kindly reminded.

Mu Mingshu glared at him fiercely, and shouted all over the summer, autumn and winter, but no one responded to her, and the entire Shaohuayuan was quiet only the voices of Mu Mingshu and Zhao Yiheng.

Such a strange phenomenon, Mu Mingshu finally found that something was wrong, the four maids slept very lightly every night, and Wen Chun's ear power has always been good, it is impossible to call for a long time No one heard.

"What have you done to my people?" Mu Mingshu calmed down, without Fang Cai's anger, he looked directly at Zhao Yiheng, who was more than half a head taller than himself, and asked calmly.

Zhao Yiheng spread his hands and shrugged: "I didn't do anything, I just let them sleep peacefully, I know that you won't be honest with this king." ”

Mu Mingshu breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was full of helplessness, and his tone slowed down a lot: "Your Royal Highness King Rui, what do you have to do to climb the girl's boudoir in the middle of the night?" This is not what a prince should do. ”

"Then what should I do, this king will take this bite." Zhao Yiheng made an extremely sad appearance, as if he was really worried about this matter.

Looking at his scoundrel look, Mu Mingshu really can't do anything about him, he can obviously be a serious prince, but he likes the gangsters in the market.

"Anyway, what's the matter, you came to me in the middle of the night, you didn't come to see me and talk to me." Mu Mingshu didn't make a fuss, nor was he angry, he took a few steps and sat on the round table inlaid with jade, and said with no expression on his face.

"Eh, I'm really right, this king just thinks about the county lord of Xianhui day and night, and he wants to come and take a look." Zhao Yiheng also unceremoniously found a seat to sit down, touched the water on the teapot, it was still warm, and poured himself a cup.

Mu Mingshu sneered: "Then you can look at it now?" Can you roll? ”

"How can you do this, this king hasn't seen enough......" Zhao Yiheng took a sip of water, smacked his lips and felt light and tasteless: "Why is it so unpleasant, next time this king will bring you something delicious." ”

"I don't want it." The anger in Mu Mingshu's heart came up again, but he still forced himself to press down, stood up and walked in the direction of the bed: "Then the prince slowly looks, I'm going to sleep, but I don't have the time to spend with you." ”

After that, he lifted the ginger silk tent with his hand, and the man lay down.

Zhao Yiheng shook his head and muttered, "The temper is quite big." But he didn't make a sound to stop Mu Mingshu from sleeping, he just sat in Mu Mingshu's boudoir, drank all the unpalatable tea, and then took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth slowly.

He said, "Mu Mingshu." ”

No one answered him.

"Mingshu."

Still no one answered him.

"Xianhui County Lord."

Still no one answered him.

"Lady ......"

Mu Ming sat up from the bed and glared at Zhao Yiheng fiercely through the curtain, if his eyes could kill, I was afraid that he would die thousands of times.

Zhao Yiheng chuckled, stood up slowly, and paced to Mu Mingshu's bed, the white jade bone folding fan lifted the curtain, and when he looked down, he saw Mu Mingshu's angry gaze.

He laughed more and more unbridledly, as if to say, "Who told you to ignore me?" ”

Mu Mingshu held back his anger and turned his head away, and said detachedly: "What is the matter with His Royal Highness King Rui." ”

"It's okay, this king sees that the night is dark, it's not good to disturb your rest."

Mu Mingshu, who heard this, was overjoyed, is this going to get out?

Then I heard him say, "Before I leave, I want to ask you to borrow something." ”

Mu Mingshu's relaxed nerves immediately tensed again, looked at Zhao Yiheng defensively, and did not speak.

Zhao Yiheng didn't deliberately wait for her to speak, but said to himself: "The medicine you gave my fourth brother last time was quite good, borrow some for me." ”

Medicine for Zhao Yiyi?

Mu Mingshu's pupils contracted suddenly, and he looked at Zhao Yiheng in disbelief. She drugged Zhao Yiyi, except for a few people around her, no one ever knew, and even Zhao Yiyi's visit to famous doctors all over the world was never found out.

If it weren't for the fact that the effect of the medicine only took a month, at this moment, I was afraid that Zhao Yiyi was still suffering from the repeated torture of the effect, although the effect of the medicine had only been two days, and it would not have festered over and over again.

She did this very secretly, the medicine is colorless and tasteless, and the silver needle can't detect the toxicity, so it stands to reason that it won't be discovered, but how did Zhao Yiheng know?

seemed to understand the question in Mu Mingshu's eyes, and before she could speak, Zhao Yiheng said: "How does this king know, don't ask, this king is a serious king, and he won't tell you, you just need to borrow something to make an envoy." ”

Mu Mingshu frowned, and he didn't hide it: "Don't borrow it, I'm not afraid if you say it." ”

This time, Zhao Yiheng frowned, but then he was relieved, and he sat on the bed calmly: "What's the matter, this king has helped you several times, and this is how you repay this king?" ”

Mu Mingshu didn't speak, anyway, she made up her mind not to lend medicine to Zhao Yiheng, isn't he omnipotent, so let's make it myself.

"Or is it because this king has angered you?"

Mu Mingshu didn't speak.

"Mu Mingshu?"

……

"Mingshu?"

……

"Xianhui County Lord?"

……

"Lady?"

"Lady, girl, girl......"

"Are you blaming the king for not marrying you sooner? Lady ......"

"That's enough." Mu Mingshu, who couldn't stand it anymore, really wanted to reward Zhao Yiheng with a shave, but she knew that she couldn't beat him, so she could only threaten in her mouth: "You swear never to speak lightly to me in the future, and I will give it to you." ”

Zhao Yiheng grinned, very obedient and swore to the sky: "This king swears never to speak lightly again, oh, no, it is the county lord of Xianhui, if he commits it again, he will be left alone and widowed for the rest of his life." ”

Mu Mingshu felt that this oath was not ruthless enough, but looking at Zhao Yiheng's extremely permeable gentleness, he didn't dare to ask for it anymore, so he had to get up from the bed suddenly, and he rummaged through the cabinet without wearing shoes.

After rummaging for a while, he found a white jade bottle and threw it to Zhao Yiheng, and said angrily: "Hurry up, get out, don't appear in front of me from now on." ”

Zhao Yiheng took the bottle, didn't look at whether it was the medicine or not, took two steps forward and walked up to Mu Mingshu, and said seriously: "Mingshu, I'm leaving, I want to say something to you before leaving." ”

Mu Mingshu hugged his hands, his chest rose and fell in anger, and he didn't pay attention to him.

Zhao Yiheng evoked a wicked smile, stepped forward and quickly wrapped around Mu Mingshu's slender waist, supporting her head with one hand, and the two of them were close together, making her unable to move.

Bowing her head slightly, her warm lips touched her slightly cool lips, this sudden kiss shocked Mu Mingshu's five thunders, his apricot eyes widened, his body couldn't move, and he was attacked by Zhao Yiheng's moist tongue before he opened his mouth.

Zhao Yiheng never thought that Mu Mingshu's lips tasted so good, at first it was just a shallow taste, and then it was gentle and delicate, and every part of it was savored, which was provocative and unstoppable.

Looking at Mu Mingshu's eagerness to eat him, Zhao Yiheng was in a better mood, and the small flames on his body burned shamefully.

The phoenix's eyes moved slyly, the hand holding her waist moved slightly, the ice-blue corset suddenly slipped off, and Mu Mingshu moved, only to feel a cold shoulder.