Five years ago, this body did not belong to me, but I still have the memories of the past.

Because he is regarded as a broom star, Mu Zhiyu has always lived in seclusion. On that day, Mu Zhiyu was framed by Mu Yaru, causing her to break into the Xiangfu Zhixiu Garden by mistake, what she didn't expect was that Mu Qinglin was chatting happily with the crown prince Luo Keluo and the third prince Luo Haozhe.

Seeing her reckless appearance, Mu Qinglin's face suddenly turned purple, and she angrily scolded her to leave quickly.

Although he was only ten years old at the time, and he still had baby fat on his face, his pretty face was exquisite and delicate, his eyebrows were like condensation, and his lips were like cherry blossoms. After seeing the few people in front of him, his expression was panicked, and his eyes became timid.

Prince Luo Keluo's eyes stared straight at the pretty face, he was stunned for a while, and the hand raising the glass stopped in mid-air, but he reacted immediately, and suddenly got up at the moment when Mu Zhiyu turned around to leave, and flew behind her, grabbed her slender wrist tightly with one hand, and dragged the petite figure into his arms with a pull.

Luo Haozhe sat quietly on the side, watching the second brother's actions, and disgust flashed in his eyes.

Looking at Mu Zhiyu's frightened eyes, Luo Keluo smiled wickedly at the corner of his mouth, and his hand stroked the little face restlessly, as if he had seen the food he had coveted for a long time**, "I didn't expect that the Prime Minister's Mansion would have such a stunner." ”

Tears of fear and humiliation ran down her cheeks, and her body struggled to break free from the embrace that made her fear and disgust, but how could her petite body be able to compete with the strength of a man who was more than a decade older than her.

"Qinglin, you're too uninteresting, how can such a beauty hide it privately." As he spoke, he took the woman in his arms to his lap and sat in the original position, his hands tightly imprisoning the body that wanted to break free.

Mu Qinglin looked at the scene in front of him and had a plan, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort if she was used to please His Royal Highness the Prince, a sly smile flowed out, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are laughing, she is not the beauty I hid, but the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, my younger sister." ”

"Oh? Isn't your sister Mu Yaru? How come this palace has never heard that you have such a heavenly sister? Luo Keluo playfully looked at the woman who was crying in her arms but still made people look at **, and the idea of wanting to possess it came out of her mind.

"Hasn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince heard that there is a 'broom star' concubine Mu Zhiyu in the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Mu Qinglin said this deliberately, but his eyes did not let go of Luo Keluo's every expression.

"How can such a stunner be a broom star? It is rumored that the prime minister does not cherish this daughter, presumably the palace will take her away today, and there is no objection. ”

Mu Qinglin was overjoyed, but he didn't expect the prince to be unlucky with this girl, how could he let go of such a good opportunity, "Where is His Royal Highness the Prince, if you can really get your favor, but this girl's blessing." ”

Luo Keluo was in a good mood, "If that's the case, this palace will not be polite, that person, this palace will be taken away." As he spoke, he got up.

When Mu Zhiyu heard this, she was immediately frightened, and she cried and asked Mu Qinglin for help, "Don't! Second brother, save me, I don't want to be taken away! ”

Mu Qinglin glanced at her with disgust, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has taken a fancy to you as your blessing, so don't be in the blessing and not know the blessing." ”

Mu Zhiyu shook his head vigorously, "Don't, I beg you, second brother, you save me." ”

Luo Keluo ignored her struggles and cries, hugged her and was about to walk out.

Looking at the woman's reluctant appearance, Luo Haozhe, who had been silent, frowned and stood up, "Second brother." ”

Luo Keluo stood still when he heard the sound, turned to look at him, "What else is the matter with the third brother?" ”

With an expressionless face, he slowly walked in front of the two, and his deep and beautiful voice burst out of his throat, "Second brother, can't you see that she is so reluctant?" ”

As soon as these words came out, a strong smell of gunpowder suddenly condensed in the air, and the surrounding air pressure dropped suddenly.

Mu Zhiyu plucked up the courage to look up at the person who was talking to him, and saw that he was five or six years older than him, his eyebrows were already lofty, his handsome face couldn't see any expression at the moment, and his clear eyes were slightly deep. She looked at him gratefully, and clutched the hem of his coat firmly, hoping that he would save herself.

Luo Keluo's face froze, his eyes looked sharply at the person who was against him, and after the silence, the corners of his mouth raised a disdainful arc, and a fierce voice came, "The third brother seems to be in too much control." ”

Luo Haozhe looked at the face of pear blossoms with rain but without losing her style, and she held her hand tightly, the look with anticha made his heart collapse little by little, and an inexplicable love overflowed from his heart.

"Second brother, I'll take care of this matter today." The tone was hard, and his face was deeply firm, "As a prince of one dynasty, I am afraid that I will lose the hearts of the people if I forcibly take the people's daughters regardless of the wishes of others." ”

The anger in his heart grew, and he looked at this third brother who had always loved to be against him, his face twitched, and after a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth and laughed, "The third brother said that he was laughing, and the second brother was just joking with her." As he spoke, he reluctantly let go of the person in his arms, snorted coldly, and brushed his sleeves away.

Mu Zhiyu, who was freed, still did not recover from the fright, and felt even more creepy after seeing Mu Qinglin's angry gaze, his small body trembled with fear, and he forgot to withdraw the hand that grabbed Luo Haozhe for a while.

Luo Haozhe felt her fear and uneasiness, reached out to hold her hand that was holding him tightly, hoping to pass on a little warmth to her, revealing a good-looking and sincere smile, Mu Zhiyu was stunned for a while.

"I'll send you back." The man's magnetic and beautiful voice crossed his ears, warming his heart after a long time of cold like a spring breeze.

Under Mu Qinglin's angry gaze, Luo Haozhe took Mu Zhiyu's hand and slowly walked towards Yuxiangyuan.

Since that day, subtle changes have gradually taken place between Luo Haozhe and Mu Zhiyu. Luo Haozhe often went out of the palace to visit her, and soon after, the crown prince reported the matter to the emperor.

It is rumored that the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion is a broom star of her relatives, and as the king of a country, of course she doesn't want her son to be too close to her. So, it was decreed that the third prince Luo Haozhe was not allowed to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see Mu Zhiyu again, and if he violated the order, he would send Mu Zhiyu to the temple for life with the ancient Buddha.

In order not to let Mu Zhiyu suffer, Luo Haozhe endured the pain of lovesickness and forced himself not to see her.

In the past five years, my feelings for her have not decreased by the erosion of the years.

When he learned that his father ordered her to be sent to Ziling Country and her relatives, and that the object of her relationship was that cold-blooded prince, Murong Ling Che, the king of Ling, who was known as the "ghost-faced Shura", his heart could no longer be indifferent. He could no longer go against his will, and this time, he made a bold decision, so he came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find her regardless of Qiē.

Mu Zhiyu remembered the bits and pieces of five years ago, so he ordered the magpie to invite him in.

I saw that the person was dressed in blue, with a blue hairband on top of his head to hold his hair up high, and a silver belt around his waist to tightly bind the wide coat to his body.

The slightly familiar face became more and more handsome and chic, but it was a little more mature than five years ago, and there was a little more sorrow between the eyebrows and eyes.

And when I saw him, there was a trace of joy in my heart, like the excitement of a very close friend after a long absence.

This is the natural reaction of this body, I think Mu Zhiyu liked him before.

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