Prince Ye Mujing is also a clever person.

After a while, there was an extra "collar" made of white gauze around Ye Mushen's neck.

This bandaging technique is actually quite exquisite, but it can be wrapped under the handsome face of the Tsundere Hall Master's overindulgence and exhaustion......

How funny to watch.

Ye Mujing smiled at Ye Mushen's neck with difficulty, "Fortunately, no one sees it now, otherwise your image in the hearts of the people of Luoyang will be ruined by me." ”

The golden medicine seeped into the wound, and there was a slight burning sensation.

In a trance, Ye Mushen illusioned that Ling Shang's breath permeated his body.

He stroked the gauze strip around his neck and cautiously stared at Ye Mujing, whose eyes were red, "Brother Jing, there's no need to change the topic...... He's really dead. ”

Ye Mushen still didn't want to believe the news that the man was dead, until Ling Shang told him personally.

- As long as Ling Shang said it, he believed it.

And Ye Mujing, although he persuaded himself to accept that man's death many years ago......

At this moment, when I heard that Ye Mushen also compromised here, the dull pain in my chest turned into a stream of sourness, and even my eyes were blurred.

"It's good, it's good." Ye Mujing sat on the cold wooden chair, "It's also a matter of concern." ”

As soon as these words came out, the two brothers were silent.

"Brother Jing, you said, he is dead, what am I still doing when I am alive?" Half an hour later, Ye Mu opened his mouth, and his voice was empty.

"Mu Shen, why do you think so?" Ye Mujing put away his sadness and became worried, "After so long, you won't take him as a sustenance to live, right?" ”

"I don't know." Ye Mushen shook his head in confusion, "I was about to forget about him. But you also know that everything I've done in the past five years, after all, has been to find him......"

"There's always something else that worries you, doesn't it?" Ye Mujing soothed, "You still have Xiao Aotang, and you still have a great future......

"Fame and fortune are nothing but things outside the body...... Five years ago I had nothing, and now I ...... There is nothing to be sorry for this life. ”

These words were too decadent, Ye Mujing laughed dumbly, his throat tightened, and he didn't know how to explain it.

Ye Mushen smiled bitterly, "But if I want to be unjustly killed because of Zhou Hao's old man's murder, I won't agree." ”

"Mu Shen, don't worry, I will definitely take you out of here." Ye Mujing's brows tightened, and he pressed one hand on Ye Mushen's shoulder, "You've been too tired lately, that's why you said such negative things." Why don't you ......."

"Tired?" Ye Mushen pondered the word, "Compared to Ayan...... What am I? ”

"Mu ginseng, don't drill the horns......"

"Horn tip?" Ye Mushen's eyes were filled with painful waves, "He's just drilling the tip of the horns, right?" Why can't I figure it out, but I really jumped into the sea......"

Ye Mujing understands that this is a barb that Ye Mushen can't pull out in his heart.

He was worried, but he could only make a calm appearance, and his voice trembled slightly with anger—

"Don't miss him, Mu Shen...... That Song Xiaomin was too much, and he used such ruthless means to interrogate and interrogate!

"My grandfather's death has nothing to do with you, anyone with a discerning eye can see it...... Even Bingyan believes that you are innocent.

"Mu Shen, you believe me, I will not let anyone wronged you......"

Ye Mushen was sad for a while, and took another sip of sake.

He gradually came to his senses, realized the fragility and gaffe of his talent, and smiled awkwardly-

"Hey, Brother Jing, I made another mistake just now, talking nonsense. Don't worry, I'm fine. ”

Ye Mujing saw Ye Mujing like this, but he was even more worried.

He knows too well the temperament of Ye Mu ginseng.

This arrogant hall master, who loves flowers and flowers, learned to disguise himself from the moment he was imprisoned by the emperor in the heavenly prison thirteen years ago.

"It's really fine, haha." Ye Mushen held the cowhide wine bag in one hand, and casually removed Ye Mujing's hand on his shoulder with the other-

"I'm still waiting to go out, I kidnapped Ling Shang and went to Fengchidu to have a look."