Three days later, the Celestial Empire reorganized the army, and the squad returned to the court.

The neatly formed army is like a giant dragon, showing a posture of victory.

Mu Chen, as the general this time, did not ride on the horse, but got into the carriage with Lu Fu.

Mu Chen closed his dark eyes, the smooth lines of his facial features stretched, his thin lips suddenly hooked slightly, and he pulled out a good-looking smile and fell into Lu Fu's eyes.

Suddenly, the carriage slammed, and the horses neighed sharply as they galloped away in the other direction.

Lufu reached out and grabbed the carriage body, stabilizing her body.

The smile on the corner of Mu Chen's mouth was even stronger, and his open clear eyes looked at her and grabbed her hand.

"Don't be afraid." Two words gently, with a soothing magic.

Suddenly, Mu Chen's big palm stretched out and pressed against his waist.

An excellent skill, Mu Chen got out of the carriage with Lu Fu in his arms, jumped on a horse, and swung his sword with his other hand, cutting the rope between the horse and the carriage.

The horse, with two men, turned away from the army and departed from the dust.

Lu Fu looked at Mu Chen's high-spirited side face, her heart trembled slightly, and she remembered a sentence:

Hold one hand and walk side by shoulder.

They're supposed to be like this.

"Your Majesty, General Mu is gone!" Vice Admiral Li stepped forward to report.

Mu Chen wanted to leave, and none of them dared to stop him.

Xiahou Ziyuan had a gloomy face and ordered the queue to move forward.

"In the future, there will be a chance." Xiahou Ziyuan snorted coldly.

He Muchen thought that if he left today, would he be able to live forever?

……

Lingwang Palace.

Zimeng was overjoyed when she heard that Mu Chen had returned to the court today, and ordered her maid to prepare hot water early and wait for Mu Chen to come back and wash off the dust.

What surprised Zimeng was that Mu Chen didn't come back alone.

Lu Fu looked at the purple gold plaque, dancing with the three big words "Ling Wangfu", and was puzzled.

But he still gritted his teeth and followed Mu Chen in.

A group of house slaves knelt down in the hall from the door, waiting for Mu Chen to return home.

It was greeted by a delicate young woman, with autumn water in her eyes, her eyebrows like light smoke, and her small and delicate cherry lips bit a touch of vermilion.

The body was softly blessed in front of Mu Chen, and he said, "Lord Wang." ”

Lu Fu turned around and found that there was no one else behind her, and when she saw that the woman's gaze did not leave Mu Chen, she was sure that the prince she called was Mu Chen.

"Hmm." Mu Chen's reaction was cold, and when he looked back, he saw Lu Fu standing still, her eyes rolling slightly, as if she was looking at something.

"What are you doing?" Mu Chen's face was slightly gloomy, thinking that it was this battle, his body was already tired, and he wanted to go in and rest.

Only then did Zi Meng notice the woman behind him, dressed in a brown coarse cloth, a handful of green silk tied at random, placed on her chest, her white face was indifferent, her eyebrows were clear, clean and generous.

Although she is not wearing a Luo skirt, her hair is not wearing a beaded hairpin, and the coarse cloth is simple and simple, it is difficult to hide the stunning color between her eyebrows.

And those sparkling eyes set off her aura even more.

This is the woman Mu Chen brought back from Daxuan? Purple Dream secretly guessed.

"Lord, you can go to the bath first, Zimeng has already ordered the preparation of dinner, and it will be available when you are resting." Zimeng lowered her eyebrows, and her gentle appearance made people very comfortable.

Mu Chen bowed his head, ordered Zimeng not to serve, let her take Lu Fu with her, and strode away alone.

Maybe it's because she forgot things cleanly, Lu Fu is relaxed, and naturally she doesn't understand the complicated etiquette in this palace, and she doesn't have the crampedness and panic of being a stranger.

Zimeng has been in this palace since he was a child, serving Mu Chen, and he naturally knows his temperament and preferences.

The fact that he was able to bring back the woman in front of him naturally showed that her status was not low, and he did not intend to use her as an ordinary maid in the house.

The two of them glanced at each other, Zimeng smiled, and said softly, "Girl, please come in with me." ”

After speaking, Zimeng walked in front and led the way for Lufu.

There are a lot of servants and maidservants in King Ling's mansion, but in this huge mansion, there is still a bit of a cold smell.

Hearing Lu Fu's name, Zi Meng was slightly taken aback, and met Lu Fu's puzzled eyes, Zi Meng explained: "The prince has lived alone in the mansion since he was a child, and after he was six years old, the old mother who took him left. Since then, the prince has been taken care of by Zimeng alone. ”

After a pause, Zi Meng smiled lightly again: "The prince doesn't like people to be close, so only a first-class maid can serve him." The first-class maids in the house are all famous for their colors, and Purple Dream is one and the only one. ”

Lu Fu nodded suddenly, and suddenly remembered that night, in his tent, Mu Chen asked her to follow him and named her "Green Fu".

So is he seeing himself as a first-class maid like Zimeng?

Thinking of this, Lu Fu frowned slightly in displeasure.

However, Zimeng has already treated Lu Fu as a first-class maid, explained all kinds of preferences and taboos to Mu Chen, and let her serve Mu Chen well as she in the future.

Zimeng is beautiful and has a gentle temperament, and she feels very good about Lufu, but she is really not interested in the things she explains.

followed Mu Chen, but the ghost sent the gods. Be a first-class maid? She never thought about it, and now that she is in front of her, she is not willing to accept it.

I don't know where this arrogance comes from.

She always felt that she shouldn't be such a person. But what her identity is, Lu Fu can't remember it anymore.

I was distressed for a while, so I had to give up.

Suddenly, I remembered the bottle of medicine Xu Min gave me, as well as those poisonous weeds.

At night, Zimeng took Lufu to find a side room to live in, and brought her clean clothes.

Lu Fu thanked him and reached out to take it, only to find that there was a man's clothes pressed underneath.

There is a crisp faint floral fragrance.

Lu Fu sniffed a few times, only to feel refreshed.

"Every day before going to sleep, the prince must change into this dress, otherwise he will be unable to sleep all night." Zimeng groaned softly, and the sound it made was pleasant, like the music of the silver teeth.

The plain white thin hand caressed the soft fabric, and the emotion in Zimeng's eyes was full of emotion, a little blurred.

Slowly raised his eyes, looked at Lu Fu with clear eyes, and said, "Tonight, you will send it over for the prince." ”

Although Zimeng has served Mu Chen since he was a child, he is also the only first-class maid in King Ling's mansion, ostensibly for the celebrity and confidant in front of him. But in fact, only Zimeng understands how cold and alienated this man is.

She has been covering the emotions between the two of them for more than ten years, and she doesn't necessarily feel a little warmer.

Zimeng thought that she could work a few harder.

But now Mu Chen brought a woman back and called "Green Fu" again. Come to think of it, her purple dream position is not irreplaceable.

Almost without waiting for Lufu to agree, Zimeng exited the door.

Looking at the silk dress, Lu Fu fell into deep thought.

……

After struggling for a while, Lu Fu finally mustered up the courage and knocked on Mu Chen's door.

It was the late autumn season, and Lu Fu was standing outside the door, already feeling a little cool. A wisp of night wind blew and burrowed into the neck, cold and swishing.

"Come in." Mu Chen's deep male voice came through the wooden door, slightly low.

Green Fu shrunk her neck, pushed the door open, closed it again, and turned around, only to see a long screen first.

She froze, and her feet didn't move for a long time.

On that screen, embroidered is a large bewitching manzhu sawa, the stretched petals are extremely treacherously intertwined with each other, outlining a large area of red, filling people's eyes.

It's not like a flower, it's like crimson blood.

It was like falling into an ice cellar, frozen all over, unable to move.

But her heart beat wildly, this flower, where did she seem to have seen it......

The long-lost sense of familiarity suddenly came to my face, rolling in a thick sense of sentimentality.

Tears poured out unobeyedly and slipped to the ground.

"Familiar?" Suddenly, Mu Chen, naked, walked out from behind the screen. The gaze was cold.