Is this an accident, or is it a necessity in a conspiracy?

Pursed the corners of her lips, her white eyebrows gradually bulged, and her rhinestone eyes were covered with a layer of sorrow that could not be dissolved like snow, she always wanted to try her best to avoid it, to avoid everything around her, but the danger was like an invisible black net, enveloping her tightly, the more she escaped, the tighter the net was pulled, until now she sat by the pear blossom case, drinking bitter tea, only to suddenly find that she had already fallen into it, and it was impossible to think of the mud without staining.

Hmph –

She smiled bitterly, with a taste of cynicism, but invisibly added a bit of bitterness, the pain of the past life, the walking on thin ice in this life, how could her Mu Chujian's life be so bumpy?

My fate is up to me......

Wen Tun's voice suddenly echoed in her ears, and she suddenly remembered that on that moonlit night, there was a fairy-like man who had said this to herself, his eyes were so cold, confident, and invisibly revealed a domineering aura that could not be disobeyed, and that powerful and incomparable aura still shocked her until now.

After all, he is not a simple person!

With a sigh, she shook her head, intending to wave the handsome face from her mind, but it was like a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, and she couldn't get rid of it.

What's wrong with me?

There was a slight confusion between her brows, faint, but it was enough to make her feel uneasy.

Coo-coo-coo-coo-coo

Fluttering –

The carved wooden window was open, and a snow-white thing crashed in.

Mu Chujin turned his head and looked at it, it was the white dove communicating with Nangong Feiyu.

She walked slowly, gently grabbed the carrier pigeon, took off the paper tube at her ankle, picked up the silk thread wrapped around the tube with her slender fingers, and slowly unfolded, her eyelashes, which were as light as butterfly wings, swept up and down, and her eyes suddenly shone brightly.

I see!

That's it!

It was clear in his eyes, as if everything had been predicted.

She sat elegantly by the bronze mirror, looking at the masked girl in the mirror, the corners of her lips hooked evilly, indescribably charming. The slender index finger slowly stroked the silver mask, and the gold-painted sleeves fell, revealing a snow-white lotus arm, which looked good in the light yellow bronze mirror.

She gently took off her mask, and in the mirror, she saw the three hideous scars on her tender cheeks, like centipedes crawling on the ground, struggling to burrow into the sideburns, trying to hide deeply.

But she doesn't let it be hidden, even if she has used her internal strength to get rid of it, she still has to be exposed to the world and swagger.

Beauty brings a woman a strong vanity at the same time, it is also the most poisonous poison, looking at history, throughout the ages, there are many disasters in the face, and she is a royal woman in a high position, she doesn't want to be married, she doesn't want to marry a high-powered prince, she just wants to be an ordinary and ordinary Mu Chujin.

That's all.

Suddenly, rhinestone's eyes froze, she seemed to think of something, and her body exuded a cold aura.

Nangong Feiyu's letter, such as Daigo empowerment, made her figure out a lot of things, when Princess Mu Guo was eight years old, she was assassinated by a group of black-clothed people, and she was in no danger, and her life was saved, but the petite flower and moon appearance were ruined, and three hideous scars were left on her cheeks, and she had the name of Princess Ghost Face.

And the group of black-clothed men who chased and killed the princess actually came from an organization called Flying Eagle, using sharp iron claws as sharp weapons, bloody and brutal, and when they encountered a target to kill, they would tear their prey apart like jackals, leaving no armor behind.

It seems that the assassin he met in the Peach Blossom Forest should be the killer of the Flying Eagle Organization, but who is the leader of the Flying Eagle Organization? What are the grievances with Princess Mu? Or do you receive money from others and eliminate disasters for others?

No way!

She shook her head slightly, it couldn't be the latter.

I heard that although the Flying Eagle Organization kills people, it is not for money, it is not an organization that specializes in killing people for a living, but is ordered by their leader, and their huge financial and material resources are funded by someone, so the people behind the Flying Eagle Organization are the real masterminds behind the scenes, and they are the ones who want to kill her.

The corners of his lips hooked, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his eyes, overflowing like water.

The secret organization established by Nangong Feiyu is not only first-class in killing, but also a powerful intelligence network, as long as there is a shadow in the world, there is nothing that cannot be found, as long as you can afford to pay for it, you will know that everything will be provided to you accurately. The instant rise of the dark organization made the people in the rivers and lakes staggering and admirable, beyond the reach of the dust.

She Mu Chujin really didn't see the wrong person!

The information provided by Nangong Feiyu is really good, he really has the potential to be a spy.

The slender fingers held the pen like flying, a few strokes, said a few simple words, and ordered Nangong Feiyu to continue to investigate, she wanted to know who the leader of the Dao Flying Eagle Organization was.

The splendid palace, the blue bricks and red walls, the two dragons on the cornices, the golden scales and golden armor, are vivid, as if they want to fly into the air. The gorgeous pavilion is surrounded by the water of Huaqing Pond, duckweed is all over the ground, green and clear.

The girl was dressed in an ice blue palace dress, with shining gold ornaments on her forehead, and her skin was as white as snow, and her cherry lips were jade. The silver mask glows with a faint silver glow in the soft sunlight, radiant and restrained.

She looked up at the towering temple, only to feel a dizziness, such extravagance and flashiness, after all, it was not what she loved, it was too dazzling, and it stabbed her eyes.

After settling down, she started to walk towards the hundred gardens, through the arched flower gate, the summer breeze is blowing, the flowers are blooming, the bees are flying and the butterflies are dancing, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and the excitement is extraordinary.

The shoes of the red crow gold stepped on the cobblestone path, convex and concave, indescribably comfortable.

Every few days at the end of the month, she will go into the palace to visit her brother, which seems to be the habit of Princess Mu Guo before her death, so she should also follow her habit when she is reborn in this body. Otherwise, according to Mu Yanjun's suspicious nature, sooner or later he will be suspicious.

"Princess, it's such a coincidence today, I didn't expect you to come to Baiyuan to enjoy the flowers." Huang Li's voice, beautiful and tactful, Ying Yingshui looked at the blue shadow, and bowed down to perform the blessing ceremony when Mu Chujin came to his side.

"Well, Concubine Liu doesn't have to be polite." The girl bowed her head, her slender white hand raised and fell, and her luxurious and majestic temperament was fully revealed.

Liu Shuiyan got up, and her narrow phoenix eyes were picked into her sideburns, which was seductive and seductive. I saw that she was wearing a crimson palace brocade butterfly brocade blouse, with a crimson pleated skirt of the same color, covered with a layer of red thin silk silkworm brocade fine pattern ribbing, the neckline and belt, embroidered with a few crystal North Sea pearls, snow-white beads one by one embellished on the red brocade, it looked very amazing.

The red lips opened slightly, and the woman exhaled like an orchid, "Princess, look-the lotus flowers there are so beautiful, why don't we go and see them." Concubine Liu said with a smile, her cheeks were crimson and charming, like the sunset on the horizon.