Chapter Seventy-One: Who Is the Man in White?
Mu Zhiyu said lightly, seemingly careless, but in fact, he had a full view of Mu Yaru's every expression.
A trace of doubt flashed in Mu Yaru's eyes, her fingers hooked slightly, and her eyes fell on the woman sitting next to her, as if she was thinking about the truth of what she said.
Do you really not know who did it?
Wang's words before also made her confused, why did her mother care so much about whether they knew?
I was suddenly startled in my heart, and the slightly hooked fingernails sank deep into my palms, and I forgot the pain for a while, could it be my mother......
Raising his eyes again, he looked at the woman in front of him holding the white jade cup on the coffee table with both hands, her face was not unusual, and her heart was slightly relieved.
I don't know why, she faintly felt uneasy, something must happen when Mu Zefeng came back this time, and the woman he brought back was not simple.
If it is really as she thinks, then wouldn't the mother be in danger?
The corners of Mu Zhiyu's mouth slightly hooked up an imperceptible arc, put down the white jade cup in his hand, looked at Mu Yaru and smiled, "If Concubine Ru is fine, I will go back." β
Standing up lightly, not caring about any etiquette, he turned and walked out.
Mu Yaru's expression, from the beginning of the doubt, to the later shock, did she not know before, and then knew who did it?
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and it seemed that he really had nothing to do with the Wang family.
Chu Muchen was pacing in the courtyard, and saw Mu Zhiyu walking out of the room, trotting over a few steps, "How is it, how is it, it is not smoked to death." β
After a pause, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and threw a big roll of his eyes, "You just can't look down on me like this?" β
"I'm not worried about you going in vertically and coming out sideways, let's go back."
"Let go, don't pull and pull."
"If you say your intention so obviously, aren't you afraid of startling the snake?"
Mu Zhiyu sat at the table, leisurely drinking tea, Chu Muchen was lying next to him, holding his cheek with one hand, and tapping lightly on the table with the teacup with the other hand, his mouth kept chattering.
Mu Zhiyu's hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he said leisurely, "I just want to make them feel panic." β
"Do you have any ideas? Speak up and listen. Hearing this, Chu Muchen leaned closer to her, folding the fan against his chin, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, as if waiting to see a good show.
"Chu Muchen, if you come out alone, there should be a secret guard to follow you in the dark."
Chu Muchen was slightly stunned, nodded, and then laughed, "What, what do you want to do?" β
"If you want to enter the Luoxi Palace justifiably, I'm afraid I will have to borrow your identity as His Royal Highness King Chen." Mu Zhiyu slanted at the corner of his eyes, a pair of clear peach blossom eyes shone brightly, and there was a smile of unknown meaning in his gaze when he looked at Chu Muchen.
In a corner under the rockery in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a gorgeous woman swept the surroundings, made sure that there was no one around, walked into the depths of the rockery, leaned down and squatted under a weeping begonia tree, wrapped her hands with Juanpa, gently stirred the dry soil under the tree, revealing a similar mechanism, turned her hands, opened a door next to her, and then looked at the back, no one followed, closed the soil again, got up and walked into the secret room in the rockery.
The beginning of the secret room is dim and dark, and it is dark, continue to walk inside, and after turning a corner, it is bright, and inside is a bedroom, which seems to be inhabited, and the decoration in the wide space is magnificent, and the gorgeous Cheng dΓΉ here is no less than Mu Ke's master bedroom, the only difference is that there is no light here all year round.
As soon as the woman walked inside, a middle-aged man hugged her from behind, kept biting her neck, and then picked her up horizontally and walked to the bed on the side.
"I'm here today to get down to business." The woman said, dressed in fine clothes.
The man was about forty years old, and he had become a little vicissitudes due to the erosion of time, but he could also see that he must have been handsome and extraordinary when he was young, but the light in his eyes showed that he was not a man of ease.
His hands restlessly caressed her full waist, and the corners of his mouth smiled evilly, "Yin'er, if you have anything to say, just say it." β
"Didn't Mu Zefeng, that little scumbag, die at your hands five years ago? Why is he back safe and sound now? β
This woman is the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wang's name, before she left the cabinet, her name was Wang Jiayin, and this man is the lover who grew up with her childhood sweetheart, named Li Dazhuang.
Although Wang is also an official lady, her father's official position is not very large, in order to consolidate the family power, he tried his best to marry her to Mu Ke, the prime minister of the young year, as a concubine.
And Li Dazhuang is just an ordinary guard of the Wang family, who grew up with the Wang family, and the two have no guesses, but because of their humble status, of course the Wang family will not agree to their marriage.
Five years ago, it was Mu Zefeng who Wang instructed Li Dazhuang to murder.
Li Dazhuang put away the frivolity just now when he heard this, and his eyes were incredulous, "What did you say?" Came back alive? How is this possible, that kid was stabbed in the heart by me with a sword, and he was also stabbed dozens of times in the face, it was simply a blur of flesh and blood, miserable, and it was impossible to come back alive! β
Wang Shi looked at him with wide eyes, there was a look of surprise in her eyes, she didn't expect him to use such cruel means to deal with Mu Zefeng, who was only fifteen years old at the time, but what made her even more stunned was that according to what he said, Mu Zefeng couldn't survive at all, so who was that person in the mansion now?
"But yesterday, he came back unharmed, I took a closer look, he is indeed Mu Zefeng, and there is no scar on his face..."
Wang's mind kept coming up with the face he saw yesterday, it wouldn't be wrong, what the hell was going on, now that he was back, he would definitely not let her go, and his body trembled involuntarily.
Seeing her like this, Li Dazhuang couldn't help frowning, "What are you afraid of?" He didn't see my face at the time, and he wouldn't have looked at you, and besides, I don't know if this kid is real or not. β
"No, it must be him, last night, when he was taking a bath, I sent someone to see it, and he did have the same birthmark on his body as Mu Zefeng, but today Ru'er said that they really don't know who did it back then."
"It's weird, can this person still come back to life? But you don't have to worry, whether he is true or not, whether he knows anything or not, I will not let him live in this world for too long. β
As he spoke, he touched the waist card with the silk begonia flower on his body, and his eyes flashed fiercely, "The dead man I have secretly cultivated in the past eighteen years is not a vegetarian, he and the little girl next to him have to die." β
On the street, a pink figure walked in the crowd, suddenly his eyes turned around, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he continued to walk forward as if nothing happened.
A few people not far behind followed her and followed her to a remote alley, when suddenly a few people were startled, "Where are the people?" β
Suddenly, a dart whizzed through the air, and several people fell straight to the ground.
Mu Zhiyu flew down from above the alley, looked at the few people who fell to the ground, there was a scratch on the neck, there was no trace of blood, and then raised his eyes to look at the white shadow that disappeared in a flash, and couldn't help but admire, this person's skill is unusually high.
Just one dart can kill so many people at the same time, with his hands on his hips, squinting at the few corpses on the ground, he can't help frowning, he can't hold his breath so quickly?
Her eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her mouth sneered, she wanted to kill her, so she sent so many people, and she was killed by one blow, she really looked down on her!
Are they overestimating themselves, or are they underestimating her too much, thinking that such a few pieces of waste can kill her?
Pouting, his eyes looked at the direction where the white shadow disappeared just now, and he put one hand against his chin, thinking to himself, who is that person? Why help her?
If you helped her, why didn't you show up?
He looked around and shouted into the air, "Not out yet?" β
Suddenly, two black shadows fell from the air, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully, "Princess." β
Mu Zhiyu frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "Get up for me!" β
Ling San and Ling Si glanced at each other, stood up stupidly, and looked at her pursing their lips and saying nothing.
Looking at them like this, they obviously had something to say, but they didn't dare to speak, Mu Zhiyu was bored in his chest, Murong Lingche was really, how could he suppress his subordinates like this?
It seems that after going back, it is necessary to bring all his people over and teach them in a unified manner.
Ling San and Ling Si looked at her with one hand against her chin, as if she was thinking about something, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile from time to time, how could she look so weird with her smile, this smile was even more terrifying than the prince's eternal ice face.
Mu Zhiyu swept over them with a look, looked at the corners of their mouths that couldn't help but twitch, and frowned, "Am I that scary?" What's that look on your face? β
Ling San and Ling Si immediately lowered their heads and stood in front extremely respectfully.
"Lift your head! You are not allowed to kneel before me from now on. Also, just say whatever you want, and don't let me see you talking and stopping again. Do you hear me? β
The two were stunned, and then nodded blankly.
Mu Zhiyu helplessly supported his forehead, his tone was helpless, and he whispered softly, "I asked you to raise your heads and look at me." β
Listening to her soft tone, Ling San and Ling Si couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly raised their heads, but their eyes didn't dare to look at her directly, and they were slightly offset, if they let the prince know that they dared to look at the princess's face, they would not be crushed to ashes.
Mu Zhiyu shook his head helplessly, and could only slowly let them change in the future, so he said, "The prince asked you to follow me?" β
"The prince asked his subordinates to protect your safety, princess."
"Then you were in the dark just now, did you see the appearance of the man in white?"
"Back to the princess, as soon as his subordinates wanted to make a move, the man took the first step to solve them, and before we could see what he looked like, he left."
"I see, where is the prince?"
"The prince only asked us to protect you secretly, and we don't know where he took Ling Er to go."
Mu Zhiyu nodded, waved at them, and signaled them to do what they should do.
The two figures disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Mu Zhiyu knew that they were hidden in the shadows again.
He glanced back at the corpses on the ground again, frowned, and then took out a small medicine bottle from his waist, walked over and opened it and sprinkled it on the corpses, and suddenly a puff of white smoke came out, and the people on the ground turned into a puddle of white water.
It's better to deal with it, so as not to cause panic among the people.
took out the embroidered handkerchief, wiped his hands, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked an arc, daring to provoke her, he must make them feel that it is better to be alive than dead.
touched the small medicine bottles on his waist, the corners of his mouth were a touch of evil curvature, and then he walked in the direction of Mu Fu.