At this time, in one of the side rooms in the Prince's Mansion, a beautiful woman was sitting in front of a bronze mirror. Wearing a pink dance dress that is tightly clinging to the body and hand-embroidered with gold threads, the chest and waist are inlaid with silver ornaments with silk threads, outlining the figure that makes people reverie infinitely, and the crisp sound of jingling bells on the road.

Behind her body, she was draped in a shawl and light yarn of the same color, wrapped between her arms, with a slender neck, and gold and jade ornaments hanging on her small ears and lips, making the woman look extravagant.

Look at the woman in the mirror with a little red cherry mouth, her eyebrows are narrow and long, and her eyebrows reveal a long affection.

The maidservant behind her is skillfully holding the snake bun for the woman, and the people in the bronze mirror can no longer be described by beauty, as if the gods who have fallen into the world are so beautiful that they are incomprehensible. But despite this, there was not the slightest smile on her face, and a trace of worry was faintly visible between her eyebrows.

The maid beside her carefully arranged the skirt for the woman, and the envy in her eyes had not faded, and at this time, a respectful voice came from outside the door:

"The hall is ready, it's almost time for the girl to dance!"

When the woman in the room heard this, she nodded, clasped her hands in front of her, and walked towards the door with lotus steps.

The maid beside her didn't dare to ignore it, and hurriedly walked to the woman's side and opened the door for the woman.

The maid outside the door had already bowed respectfully and waited aside, when she heard that the door was opened, the maid's afterglow skimmed to the figure at the door, and her eyes revealed a touch of amazement.

He continued to hang his head, as if he was afraid that his eyes would blaspheme the woman who appeared in front of him.

The woman only pretended not to see this, as if nothing in the world could enter her eyes, and walked out of the door by herself, while the maid waiting at the door hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way for the woman, leaving the maid who had just served in the same place.

The scenery was picturesque all the way, but this woman didn't appreciate Yaxing at all.

It was just to go to the temple to dance for the saint, but the despair in the woman's eyes and the sadness in her face were as if she was going to the execution ground.

Even the maidservant who was leading the way for the woman in front of her sensed the abnormality of the woman, and thought that this girl was really weird:

What kind of honor should it be to dance to the Holy One? The blessing that others can't cultivate in several lifetimes can't get such an opportunity, but the woman in front of her seems to be a little unwilling? If you are lucky enough to be left by the saint to serve, then you will naturally no longer have to run around for the hardships of life in the future.

The maid can't understand the woman's bitterness, and of course, the maid's thoughts at this time, the woman naturally doesn't know.

Walking out of the backyard, and then through the garden in front of her, you reached the front hall where the banquet was held, and the woman paced leisurely, slowly following the maidservant girl who led the way in front, even if she was reluctant, she knew that she had no way out.

"Han'er?"

At that moment, a hesitant bass voice sounded behind the woman, and the familiar voice made the woman stop.

Turning around suddenly, he saw a tall man standing behind him, with a knife at his waist and wearing armor, not far from him.

Although the majesty in his eyebrows still existed, he couldn't hide the surprise in the man's eyes at all, when he was sure that the person in front of him was the woman he had been thinking about for many days.

The man's eyes immediately flashed with bone-eroding tenderness, as if he wanted to rub the woman into his heart and wanted to relieve his lovesickness.

For the discovery in front of him, the man seemed to forget the environment he was in and his identity at this time, and even forgot to ask, why did the woman in front of him happen to appear here wearing a dance dress?

The excitement in his heart almost made the man almost lose his mind, and he walked quickly towards the woman:

"Han'er, is it really you?"

Looking at the delicate face of the woman in front of her, she has not seen her for a few days, and it seems to be a little more feminine.

Even if the woman was standing close at this time, the man still felt that it was not real, and he wanted to immediately take the woman into his arms to confirm that the picture in front of him was no longer just a flash in the pan.

At the same time as the man stretched out his hands, he didn't expect the woman to take a step back and salute the man thoughtfully:

"Mu Han greets the Great Commander!"

It turned out that the dancing girl who appeared in the prince's mansion at this time was Mu Han, who had disappeared in the Land Temple before, and after Mu Han disappeared, Zhao Yin found someone to draw a portrait of Mu Han, and found someone to take him around to secretly investigate.

Although there has been no news, Zhao Yin has never given up looking for Mu Han.

Even since Mu Han's disappearance, Zhao Yin has never had sex with his wife again, and every day when he returns home, he hides in the study, copying the appearance of Mu Han in his memory. Then send it out, and continue to send people to look for it.

Although the ladies also know a little about Mu Han's affairs, after all, it is an inner room, although they are worried about Zhao Yin's body, they can only watch it, and feel helpless.

Every time the people who were sent out returned in vain, Zhao Yin was already furious and about to go crazy.

Because Kyoto City is the location of the imperial palace of the Southern Qin Emperor, inside and outside the city, there are layers of passes, and layers of checks. How could a big living person disappear out of thin air?

If it weren't for the fact that the Southern Qin Emperor came to the Prince's Mansion to attend the banquet, Ye Yushan sent Zhao Yin to bring troops to the Prince's Mansion to escort him, Zhao Yin probably wouldn't have thought that the person he was looking for in the heavens and the earth would be in the Prince's Mansion?

How could Zhao Yin not be surprised? I can't wait to take Mu Han back to the mansion immediately, protect her day and night, and no longer let her leave his side.

Zhao Yin was trapped by love, and it was normal for him to make this move, but Mu Han had to grasp the proportion, there were many eyeliners in this prince's mansion, not to mention that he couldn't get out of the whole body, I was afraid that it would bring Zhao Yin to death.

Even if he has no love for Zhao Yin, Mu Han can feel that Zhao Yin's kindness to him is heartfelt, pure, and not mixed with any interests.

At this time, Mu Han's general actions made Zhao Yin, who had almost lost his mind, suddenly come back to his senses, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and suddenly shot towards the servant girl who was standing behind Mu Han with a bit of a look in his eyes.

Sensing the coldness emanating from Zhao Yin's body, the maid hurriedly lowered her head in interest, not daring to take any more steps.

Zhao Yin retracted his eyes with satisfaction, looked at Mu Han's still blessed posture, supported Mu Han, and said softly:

"Hurry up, there is no need to be polite between you and me!"

"You step back first, and I'll go to the front to find you after a few words with the commander!"

Seeing that Zhao Yin's eyes glanced coldly at the servant girl again, Mu Han of course also understood, and slowly turned his mouth to the servant girl and commanded.

It's just that the maid was still unmoved, and there was embarrassment and hesitation between her eyebrows and in her tone:

"But..."

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion, and I won't delay the hour. Besides, this prince's mansion is guarded at all levels, are you still afraid that I will disappear? ”

Mu Han's voice showed a hint of annoyance, and what he said didn't make sense.

Thinking that these days, this woman has lived in the mansion, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been polite to her, she is just a servant, so she naturally doesn't dare to be too presumptuous.

He blessed Mu Han and Zhao Yin, took three steps back, and walked towards the front waiting for Mu Han.

got the space to be alone, but Zhao Yin might as well say something for a while, through the conversation between Mu Han and the maid just now, he noticed Mu Han's bewitching dress in general dance clothes, frowned in a deep voice, and asked puzzledly:

"Han'er, ..... you are"

Who knew that Mu Han did not answer Zhao Yin's words, but took a step back and said softly towards Zhao Yin's body:

"Mu Han knows the great commander's deep affection for Mu Han, but Mu Han is destined to not be able to repay the great commander's kindness in this life, the great kindness of the great commander to Mu Han, Mu Han will definitely repay it as a cow and a horse in the next life."

Even Mu Han didn't know why, maybe because Zhao Yin was the first man in this world to be so unreciprocated for his kindness, thinking that he had cultivated the copper wall and was invincible.

didn't expect all these disguises to fall apart in front of Zhao Yin, and tears of grievance poured out like a flood that burst the embankment.

Without the maidservant by his side to watch, Zhao Yin finally had no scruples, heard the choking in Mu Han's words, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull her up, holding Mu Han's pair of Qianqian jade hands, and refused to let go.

A pair of eyes were even more tender like water, raised his hands to hold up a pair of tearful little faces for Mu Han, looked at her eyes, and asked in a low voice:

"What's going on? Why is Han'er here? ”

Mu Han raised his hand to take off the silk handkerchief from his waist on one side, wiped the tears that kept pouring out of his cheeks, and slowly walked to the edge of the pond, looking at the sparkling water, after the spring light swept over the water, the layers of ripples.

Just like Mu Han's mood at this time, Zhao Yin stood beside Mu Han, and her voice slowly came from beside her:

"On that day, after Ding Liu and I escaped from the secret passage, we came to the Land Temple according to the prior arrangement of the Grand Commander, and then suddenly several men in black broke in and forcibly took me away. When I woke up, I found myself in a strange mansion.

Later, I met His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he knew that I was the prisoner who had been secretly replaced by the Grand Commander from the prison of the Criminal Department. Not to mention the general, even ordinary people are also capital crimes.

And I, stealing the royal relics and trying to escape, is naturally unforgivable. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he could not cure the sins of the Great Commander and Mu Han, but I had to promise him one condition! ”

On that day, the second prince Wei Chi Xian came to the Zhao Mansion on behalf of the crown prince Sheng, wanting to find a portrait of Jingyuan, but Zhao Yin really refused.

It was because he was worried that Yu Chixian would make up his mind about her when he saw Mu Han, so Zhao Yin transferred Mu Han to Jian'an Courtyard overnight, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't escape the fate of being at the mercy of others.

Almost immediately, Zhao Yin concluded that Mu Han's matter must have been planned by the second prince to help the crown prince.

At this time, hearing Mu Han's unfinished words, Zhao Yin felt a burst of self-blame in his heart, his fists were clenched, his eyes were round with anger, and he asked in a deep voice:

"On what terms?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that as long as Mu Han helps His Royal Highness the Crown Prince make the emperor happy today, then he will ask the emperor to give Mu Han to him as a concubine, and promise not to blame Mu Han and the Grand Commander in the past.....

Concubine? Hearing these two words, Zhao Yin's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he turned to Mu Han incredulously.

I thought she would be sad about it, but I didn't expect her to still have a calm face and no waves in her eyes, which aroused Zhao Yin's pity even more.

The dark tide in his eyes surged, and the chill released from his body became more wanton, almost roaring out:

"Concubine? Does it also include your dancing girl dress? Han'er, come with me, I'll take you out of here! ”

Saying that, Zhao Yin was like a lion on the verge of rage, ignoring Mu Han's wishes and the consequences of his own actions, pulling Mu Han up and leaving.

At this moment, a sudden sound in the distance caught Zhao Yin's attention.

I saw that Zhao Yin suddenly stopped moving, took Mu Han's hand but did not let go at all, his cold eyes stood sideways, a cold eye shot over, and asked in a deep voice:

"Who?"