Tang Mint actually wanted to hold his brother's arm, or throw herself into his arms to be coquettish, but the person in front of him was neither an elder brother nor an elder brother.

She didn't do anything in the end, just reached out and grabbed Mu Nanfeng's robe, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Well, brother, let's go home." ”

The heritage accumulated by the Mu family for generations is too deep, what does not worship the emperor, what does not do the courtesy of the monarch and ministers, it is the most superficial thing.

said that he was the Marquis of Weiyuan, and that he was a general, but in fact, he was almost the same as the princes of one side, and even stronger than the princes.

The brother and sister ignored the entire imperial study and walked out of the palace together.

It was the scorching sun, outside the noon gate, the Imperial Forest Army was lined up, and a small soldier had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Mu Nanfeng, he hurriedly led the horse forward: "Master Hou." ”

Mu Nanfeng hummed, and lowered his eyes to look at the girl beside him: "Xiaoyi, you wait, my brother asked someone to prepare the carriage......"

"No need, I'll ride back, faster." Tang Mint said with a smile - she can ride a horse herself, and her original body can also ride a horse, which is not bad.

When Mu Nanfeng heard this, he took the reins from the little soldier's hand and handed it to the girl: "Then you go back to the house first, and wait for your brother......"

"Only one horse?" Tang Mint reacted quickly.

"Hmm." Mu Nanfeng looked at her.

"Then let's go back together." The little girl didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with this sentence, and said very frankly: "Brother, let's ride together, so that we can go home faster." ”

Mu Nanfeng looked at her, his eyes were deep, and after a long time, he spoke: "Sister...... I haven't seen it for a few years, and it's changed a lot. ”

The bright girl nodded: "That's, brother, Xiaoyi has grown up." ”

Mu Nanfeng looked directly into her eyes, and after a while, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, as if he laughed, he reached out and rubbed her hair, turned over on his horse, and stretched out his right hand towards her: "Come up." ”

Tang Mint got on the horse with his hand, she sat in front of him, the man came to the front with both hands through her waist, and held her firmly in his arms, and his long legs clamped the horse's belly: "Drive!" ”

Tang Mint leaned her back against the man's chest, and as soon as the war horse moved, she instinctively leaned back, clinging to his body more and more.

Mu Nanfeng put his left hand around her waist to help her steady, but after a while, he didn't let go of that hand.

The wind was fierce in his ears, and Tang Mint could vaguely hear him whispering: "...... Is...... My sister ......"

She wasn't quite sure if it was the content, so she subconsciously raised her face and saw the man's knife-like jawline: "Brother, what did you just say?" ”

Mu Nanfeng looked down at her and shook his head.

The war horse galloped towards the Hou Mansion, and Tang Mint knew by virtue of his memory that the distance was not short, so he closed his eyes and communicated with the system in the sea of knowledge: "System, how should I collect my brother's soul fragments in this plane?" ”

The system was silent for a moment: "Host, the collection trajectory has been specified. ”

"What is it?"

"According to the process of the first plane, all the subsequent collection tracks will copy the first plane."

Tang Mint had a bad premonition: "You make it clear." ”

"Smack three times, the first time you were forced, the second time you took the initiative to smack, and the third time the two were willingly snapped."

Tang Mint: "......"

After a while, she was annoyed and angry: "You can change it!" Why in such a strange way! ”

The system is so innocent: "Host, I've said it many times, I'm not a collection system, I'm just whitewashing the system, your collection of Shen Zhihan's soul fragments is already beyond the task, and I can't change anything other than the mission." ”

"Besides, wasn't the last plane your own death? Anyway, the first time I encountered the collection, I can only plan according to the process of the first successful collection. ”