Chapter 7: Mutations
Mu Chen's eyes were cold, and his thin lips pursed into a straight line.
Looking at Lu Fu's tearful appearance, she frowned slightly, a little upset.
Stepping out of her long legs, Mu Chen walked in front of Lu Fu, and her unclothed upper body was displayed in front of her without shying away, and the man's warm breath suddenly rushed towards her.
"Put it on for the king." Mu Chen turned his back to her and opened his muscular arms.
A man's bare body is presented directly in front of him, and he can see it at a glance.
Mu Chen is worthy of being a long-time fighter, and his body is extremely fit. The back is a perfect inverted triangle, with smooth and clean lines, tight and full muscles, and a charming sheen in the candlelight – a rugged bronz.
Green Fu lowered her eyes and stared at him, forgetting to move for a moment.
"Huh?" Mu Chen turned his face sideways, revealing a clean and comfortable jaw and a high nose bridge.
Although he doesn't see a straight face, he looks even more handsome and moving.
Green Fu was stunned, touched her hot cheeks, and her whole body was hot.
Nervously shook off the clothes in his arms, and put them on for Mu Chen.
When her fingers accidentally rubbed against his skin, Lu Fu immediately blushed and moved stiffly.
After helping him put on his sleeves, Lufu went straight in front of him and arranged the collar, body, and belt for him......
Mu Chen lowered his head, his eyes swept over the tense little woman in front of him, and suddenly took a small step forward.
The broad chest was close to the wing of the green fu's nose, and the warm body temperature scratched the tip of the nose, tickling.
Lu Fu subconsciously stepped back, but was caught by Mu Chen's big palm and encircled in his arms.
All over his body, he was wrapped in his breath.
Mu Chen watched her reaction with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
Her ears were already red with shame, as if they could drip blood.
The autumn breeze was blowing outside, but the temperature in the room suddenly rose.
Lu Fu frowned, she didn't like this feeling very much.
Perhaps sensing that Mu Chen's gaze was too hot, Lu Fu didn't dare to raise his eyes, but just let him be imprisoned quietly, neither catering nor resisting.
Really, a special woman.
He couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
Mu Chen let go, sorted out his clothes, and turned his back to her.
"You're ready to go out." Cold, without a trace of temperature, the eviction order.
Mu Chen got dressed, turned to look at her, and said, "If you are not used to serving this king, you can call Zimeng in the future." But in this royal house you are the king's man. ”
Whether she is a noble daughter of Daxuan, an ordinary folk girl, or a ...... Thousand-in-law.
He had just seen Green Fu's reaction to this screen, and he was very curious.
Xu Min said that this woman knows poison, and she also has a wonderful sense of this manzhu sawa.
Mu Chen's heart sank slightly, and he didn't dare to think about it.
How can a person who once died come back with a new look? And Lu Fu, looking at his eyes, is really strange.
Lu Fu was blessed, and didn't say anything, just said: "Then the prince has a good rest, and Lu Fu retreats first." ”
Her countenance was calm. If it weren't for the fact that her face was still dyed with a little crimson, Mu Chen would have doubted whether she was immune to men.
Lu Fu thought, this Mu Chen's identity is multiple, and his power in the Celestial Empire does not seem to be to be underestimated, and he has a deep relationship with Xiahou Ziyuan and King Han, and he is a complex character.
She still tried not to provoke it.
Turning around, Lu Fu glanced at the flowers on the screen again from the corner of her eye, pursed her lips, closed the door and left.
The rich ambiguous atmosphere in the room just now dissipated with the departure of Lu Fu.
Mu Chen stood in place, stroking the skin that had just been touched by Lu Fu with his hand, and the soft touch was like a feather that lit a fire, burning his body and heart.
At night, a noisy sound suddenly sounded in the house.
Mu Chen grabbed his clothes and put them on his body, quickly put them on, and hurriedly ran out.
"What's the matter?" Mu Chen's angry voice came, and the maidservants who were originally in a circle scattered one after another, making way for them.
Among those maidservants, Mu Chen was the first to see Lu Fu in a blue skirt, kneeling on one knee, twisting her eyebrows to look at a servant girl who fell to the ground, her little face wrinkled, very solemn.
"I heard from the maids that Qiao'er didn't go back to the room to rest, so she came out to take a look, and happened to see Qiao'er lying on the ground." Zimeng stood up, bit her lips, and said to Mu Chen.
Without waiting for Mu Chen to ask deeply, Lu Fu got up and indifferently spit out five words: "She is dead." ”
As soon as these words came out, the maidservants around them all gasped, and their faces turned pale with fright.
This is the first time that someone has died in King Ling's Mansion.
And, like he died unexpectedly.
Mu Chen's face sank a little, and his sharp eyes exuded a cold aura.
Originally, the night after autumn was a little more frozen than during the day.
Now in King Ling's Mansion, there is such a life, which makes people tremble.
"Zimeng," Mu Chen suddenly spoke, his face solemn, "Let someone call Xu Min over." ”
Although Xu Min is his personal doctor, he also has his own house and does not live in King Ling's Mansion. But it's not far, about a few steps away, and then turn an alley.
Zimeng was blessed and retreated. In this huge palace, there is no housekeeper, and Zimeng has always been in charge of it alone. So she went to a servant and ordered her to go down.
Knowing that Miss Qiao'er, who was originally in charge of the dining room, had an accident, and it happened to be the day when the prince came back, the family didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly went out of the palace to find Xu Min.
Seeing Lu Fu's thoughtful appearance this day, Mu Chen was a little curious, and stepped forward to ask, "Can you see what you haven't seen?" ”
Looking at her, it seemed that she knew the cause of Qiao'er's death, but she didn't dare to confirm it.
"Has she eaten anything before?" Lu Fu didn't answer Mu Chen's words, but turned to the maids and asked a serious question.
The maidservants present all shook their heads in confusion.
One of them said: "In the palace, the food of the subordinates is the same, and there are strict rules on the time. Even though Sister Qiao'er is in charge of the dining room, she never eats alone behind her back. ”
As soon as these words came out, Lu Fu immediately looked at her.
Someone gently tugged the maid who was speaking, and motioned for her to speak carefully.
Lu Fu asked again, "What time did the dining room close?" ”
Maybe someone had just woken her up, but the maid was obviously a little slumped, shrunk her neck, stopped talking with a look, and finally said, "Hey." ”
The hour when the dining room closes is in the middle of the day, and at this moment, it is already ugly.
In other words, Qiao Er could have gone back to the room to rest when he was in the morning or in his childhood, and it was impossible for her to lie here cold.
Just now, when Lu Fu squatted down and sniffed her face, there was a faint, strange fragrance.
It's not like the taste of a certain food.
Therefore, in these three or four hours, Qiao Er is likely to have eaten something by mistake, suddenly felt abdominal discomfort, and fell to the ground on the way back to the room until she died of poison.
It's strange that the smell is mixed with a fresh and elegant fragrance, like some kind of floral fragrance, not like the smell of poison.
But Qiao'er, who was shining under the lamplight, had a miserable white face, but her lips were purple and black, and her limbs were slightly stiff.
It's contradictory and hard to explain.
Because there were many people present, Lu Fu did not untie her clothes and check whether Qiao Er had any injuries on her body.
She just wanted to squat down and sniff people's faces out of habit, and she couldn't help but want to study more when she smelled the strange smell.
She was not interested or concerned about saving people or conducting an autopsy.
Just wait for Xu Min to come.