The night is dark, all the sounds are quiet, such as the thick ink inkstone, so deep that it can't be dissolved, in the golden and brilliant Xuanshu Palace, the candle flame is swaying, and the drizzle outside the window is slanting.

Dongfang Yu sat in front of the desk, quickly reviewing the mountains of recitals in front of him.

Outside the Xuanshu Palace, rows of patrolling guards, holding white lanterns, patrolled carefully and rigorously, but despite this, none of the guards found it.

On the beams of the palace, there is an indigo figure, as fast as lightning, like a ghost, shuttling in the drizzle.

After a while, Dongfang Yu's right hand paused for commenting on the rules, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Brother Mu, since you are here, why don't you show up." Dongfang Yu's thin lips opened lightly, and the action of reviewing the rules in his hand continued.

"Xiao Yu, I'm here to tell you that I've found out where Xuanyuan Xi is hiding." The visitor did not show up, but his voice was very clear and clean, giving people a sense of coolness in a secluded pool.

Dongfang Yu's calm face, at this moment, finally appeared a wisp of anger called anger.

He threw the pen on the pen stand, and his tone was cautious: "Back then, he stole the body of the heart lock without permission, and there was no trace for three years, and now, he is actually in the territory of my Eastern Qin State, deliberately killing people, this account, this time, I will completely liquidate, and I will definitely get it back from him one by one." ”

Hearing Dongfang Yu mention the heart lock, the man in the dark night was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Xuanyuan Xi is in Liufu, and Liu Jiyan, the son of Liufu, was actually killed by Xuanyuan Xi's people as early as three years ago. Today's Liu Jiyan is just a puppet arranged by him. ”

The corners of Dongfang Yu's lips smiled coldly, and he laughed at himself a little: "I didn't expect him to be dormant under my nose for three years, and I haven't found out his detailed residence, and Brother Mu has only been here for three days, and he knows his whereabouts like the palm of his hand." ”

In response to this matter, although Dongfang Yu was very angry, as an emperor, he couldn't leak too much emotion.

The man in the dark night chuckled in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, it's not how strong my ability is, the reason why I was able to find out Xuanyuan Xi's residence was also because he deliberately sent someone to let him go, no matter what conspiracy he has this time, I have to go to meet him." ”

"Brother Mu, be careful." Dongfang Yu, who was calm and calm, slightly hooked up a shallow arc at the corner of his lips: "Have you seen her?" ”

"The lazy girl doesn't remember me, I see what she does." The man suddenly looked like a child, and his arrogance was not small.

"Heartlock, although she doesn't remember us, there is one thing that she has never changed." When it comes to the heart lock, Dongfang Yu's cold smile is dyed with a touch of warmth.

"Something." The man was silent for a while, but he still didn't hold back his curiosity.

Dongfang Yu gently knocked on the desk with his right hand, deliberately paused for a moment and did not speak, the man seemed to be in a hurry, and said: "Xiao Yu, don't sell Guanzi, okay?" ”

Dongfang Yu not only didn't speak at this moment, but also picked up the red pen and carefully reviewed the rules, and in the Xuanshu Palace, because of Dongfang Yu's silence, there was silence in an instant.

But after a while, Dongfang Yu chuckled unconsciously: "Brother Mu, if you want her, go see her." ”

"Who wants her, my son doesn't want outsiders to know that I have a sister who is as stupid as a pig." The man said with disdain, but Dongfang Yu knew that Mu Ziqing was a typical hard-mouthed and soft-hearted good brother.

"Okay, good, if you don't look at it, you won't watch it." Dongfang Yu coaxed Mu Ziqing helplessly, Dongfang Yu is an extremely protective king, and for Mu Ziqing, he can also be regarded as a love for the house and Wu.

"Xiaoyu, I'm leaving, you take care of the lazy girl." Mu Ziqing was concerned, but with an awkward voice, it echoed in the empty palace.

"Brother Mu, don't worry, I will." Dongfang Yu's lips outlined an intoxicating arc, and a thick greenness appeared on the cute baby's face.

Mu Ziqing gritted his teeth a little: "This time, you must not let the lazy girl be deceived by Murong Chen's kid again, I hate that swaying stinky boy so much." ”

"Well, I'll try." Dongfang Yu was also very helpless in his heart, how could he stop such a thing.

"What do you mean by trying to do it." Mu Ziqing's volume became louder in vain.

"Definitely, definitely." Dongfang Yu assured like a child.

"That's pretty much it." After Mu Ziqing finished speaking, he still reminded uneasily: "Xiaoyu, after retrieving the body of the lazy girl tonight, I will take her back to Phoenix Mountain for a good burial." ”

"You have to take care of her with a new identity, she's so stupid and easy to be deceived. Also, since the lazy girl has lost her memory, we can't let her know everything about three years ago, otherwise, I'm afraid she will think too much, thinking that all the good we do to her is only because of a dead woman. ”

"The lazy girl is so stupid, I'm worried that she won't be able to think about it." In the empty hall, except for the sound of Dongfang Yu occasionally moving his body, there was only this chattering, clear but gradually changing strange voice because he was not there.

Dongfang Yu carefully reviewed the rules, and listened carefully to Mu Ziqing, every word and every word he said.

After Mu Ziqing finished speaking, Dongfang Yu put down the pen again, looked up at the empty hall, and laughed loudly: "Brother Mu, I have written down everything you said." ”

"This time, even if I risk my life, I won't let my heart lock up and be hurt in the slightest."

"My son knows." Mu Ziqing suddenly sighed heavily, and said with a lack of gratitude in his tone: "Xiaoyu, it's really a blessing for a lazy girl to meet a man like you." ”

Mu Ziqing's words of gratitude, but Dongfang Yu could know Mu Ziqing's meaning at a glance.

Xinsuo died to save Mu Xinxin, and in order to let Xinsuo's soul return to this time and space, he did not hesitate to use the emperor's life to urge the forbidden art of the Eastern Qin State to change his life against the sky.

No one knows, what this price will be, including, of course, himself?

"Brother Mu, fortunately, this thing has always been mutual, for Brother Mu, I am fortunate to be locked in my heart; But for me, it's not my luck to meet my heart. ”

Hearing Dongfang Yu's words, Mu Ziqing smiled leisurely and said, "Xiao Yu, I hope that one day, I can call you brother-in-law." ”

"Brother Mu, you have to believe that that day will not be too far away." Dongfang Yu's eyes were firm, and his tone was quite arrogant.

In the empty Xuanshu hall, a strange evil wind suddenly floated, making the bright candle flame sway.

"I'm leaving." Mu Ziqing finally stayed in the empty hall, and all that was left was the sentence: "Xiaoyu, take care of yourself." ”

After a while, silence was restored in the hall, Dongfang Yu slowly opened a painting in front of the desk, and gently smoothed the painting with his hand, and Huo Ran was a beautiful picture.

I saw the beauty in the painting, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, Qiong nose and red lips, peach cheeks, although young, but already out of the Tingting Yuli.

Dongfang Yu muttered to himself: "Heart lock, heart lock." "In the depths of Rumo's eyes, there is a thick tenderness and greenness that cannot be dissolved.

The night is dark, all the sounds are quiet, and the drizzle is endless.

The Imperial History Mansion, patrolling the family, guarding the courtyard, in the huge mansion, shuttling back and forth. At the top of the highest attic of the mansion, Mu Ziqing was dressed in purple, standing in the wind, and the weak moonlight was slanted on his long body.

Through the moonlight, you can vaguely spy on his appearance, he is handsome and perfect, with a stunning face that can be called a fairy, at this moment, I saw a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Come on, there's someone on the top floor." A sharp-eyed nursing home shouted in a big way, and several nursing homes around the house hurried to hear the news.

Several people gathered together, chattering, and looking at Mu Ziqing, who was standing at the top of the attic, but no one had the ability to take it down.

After a fierce discussion, a bold nurse, looking up at the top of the attic, shouted at the top of his voice: "Dare to ask your Excellency who is and why you came." ”

Mu Ziqing looked down at the group of guards who were fighting and fighting, his eyes as deep as Tan were dyed with a touch of banter, and his tone was cold without a trace of emotion: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night is the most suitable for killing." ”

When a group of nurses heard this, they looked at each other in horror, and for a while, they forgot to speak.

"You say, who should I start with?" Mu Ziqing's tone was slow, and he seemed to be able to discuss with them very well: "It's you, it's you, it's you, it's you." Mu Ziqing's long index finger pointed at every nursing home in the courtyard one by one.

The nurses looked at it from afar, and their index fingers slowly moved, as if they saw the ghost of the Rakshasa ghosts, and their bodies were weak and trembling.

"Your Excellency, we are with you, without grudges or hatred, why do you want to be like this, indiscriminately, killing innocents." The bold nurse tried hard to settle down, and questioned Mu Ziqing without fear of death.

Mu Ziqing hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled leisurely: "When my son is happy, I want to kill a few people to have fun; When this son is unhappy, he still wants to kill a few people to have fun, it's purely a hobby, and everyone is responsible for it. ”

"You, you pervert." There was a timid nurse who heard Mu Ziqing's complacent expression and seemed to enjoy it very much, and his legs trembled with fright.

In the silence of the night, an unhurried footstep came slowly. I saw a person who came, with a delicate appearance, dressed as a weak scholar, but if you look closely, you can find that between his eyebrows, there is a domineering spirit that belongs to the king alone.

He didn't raise his head, and said without saltiness in his mouth: "When did Brother Mu become so murderous." When they saw the people coming, all of them showed expressions of relief and relief on their faces, and shouted happily: "Sir." ”

"You go down first, and I'll leave it here." The visitor commanded with a gentle smile.

"Yes." A group of guards, like horses on the loose, hurried out of this extremely dangerous courtyard.

After the evacuation of the nursing home, the person who came tapped on tiptoe, rotated, leaped, and stood opposite to Mu Ziqing at the top of the attic in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Mu, we're meeting again." Greeting with a smile on his face.