The attack on Mu Zhiyu was just a prelude, but when she walked out of the downtown area and came to a sparsely populated place, a large number of killers emerged, it seemed that the number of people exceeded hundred, and the people on the street suddenly dispersed, and no one could guarantee that those people would not accidentally injure them.

And Mu Zhiyu just hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and indifferently stepped aside, coldly watching Ling San and Ling Si and their respective secret guards fighting with those killers who didn't know whether to live or die.

They are certainly different from idle killers, but they can't be compared to Murong Ling Che's secret guards, it didn't take long for hundreds of people to fall to the ground one after another, and Ling San and the others didn't even blink their eyes anymore, and when there were only a few people left in the end, Mu Zhiyu, who had been watching coldly, finally spoke.

"Leave the mouth alive."

When Ling San and the others heard this, they no longer killed them, and only slapped the three remaining black-clothed people with their palms, the three of them knelt down and supported the ground with their swords with one hand, and covered their chests with the other hand, looking at Mu Zhiyu with a ruthless look in their eyes.

The corners of Mu Zhiyu's mouth only twitched slightly, and he slowly walked in front of them, his cold face couldn't see any expression, and said coldly, "Who sent you?" ”

The black eyes of the three black-clothed men suddenly enlarged, and then they all fell to the ground, Ling San immediately went to check, and after tearing off his scarves, he found that they were foaming at the mouth, and then got up and said to Mu Zhiyu, "It's the teeth that hide the poison." ”

There weren't too many surprises, she just nodded lightly, and her eyes suddenly drifted to the body of one of the black-clothed people, after the fierce fight just now, the clothes were cut by the sword, revealing the skin inside, and most importantly, there seemed to be a tattoo or something like that on it.

Walking towards that side, Ling Si also consciously followed, noticing her gaze, squatting down in advance to further uncover the person's clothes, and a tattoo of a weeping begonia flower came to life, and came into view.

Mu Zhiyu frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth had an inexplicable curvature, were they so eager to get rid of her? Desperate to get started on the street?

Now that the marks on their bodies are so easy to be discovered by her, do they feel that they are so unscrupulous because they are not easy to be noticed, or do they think that she is a weak woman who is easy to deal with?

"Ling San, don't let go of anything related to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and secretly find out the person with the mark of the weeping begonia flower."

"Yes."

Hand the small bottle of corpse water to Ling Si, "The people from the government are almost here, before that, dispose of them." ”

By the time Mu Zhiyu returned to Mu Mansion, it was already close to evening, and Mu Zefeng was already waiting in her courtyard.

Seeing her leisurely coming from outside, Mu Ze, who was drinking tea in her room, stood up in a hurry, with a light shining in his eyes, and walked towards her, and suddenly realized that his current identity was no longer inseparable, and quietly glanced at Mu Kemei, who was standing next to him, and said that the maid who was sent to serve Mu Zhiyu was replaced with that cold look.

"Where have you been?"

Mu Zhiyu glanced at the maid, walked straight to the table and sat down, "I just went out for a walk, why does Senior Brother have such a worried expression?" ”

The maid immediately leaned over and poured a cup of tea and handed it to Mu Zhiyu, and said respectfully, "Miss, please use tea." ”

The hand stopped on the table, and there was no intention of picking up the teacup, and a sharp look was cast over, and it was shot in the girl's eye, which was sharper than a sharp arrow, which suddenly made her feel like a biting cold wind beating on her body, and she couldn't help but stiffen her body, but her expression was still strong and calm, and she said again, "Miss, please drink tea." ”

Suddenly, Mu Zhiyu's smile like a peach blossom bloomed, took the teacup, and his voice was soft like a warm spring breeze, "Uncle Mu is really understanding, the girl next to me just left because of something, and in a blink of an eye, he sent a neat girl over." ”

The maid next to her was very confused by her smile, but there was still not much ripple on her face, "The master sent a slave to serve the young lady wholeheartedly, you are a guest of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and you dare not slack off." ”

"Senior brother is here, is there something wrong?"

Mu Zefeng's face was cold, without any expression, a secret flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "I don't worry, so I came to see you, worried that you will be bullied by them like Yu'er at the beginning, I was unable to protect Yu'er at that time, and now I naturally have the ability to protect you." ”

The maid next to her stiffened slightly when she heard this, and the corners of Mu Zhiyu's mouth rose slightly, "Senior brother, Xiangyu won't let people be bullied casually." ”

"Did he really say that?"

In the study, Mu Ke was playing with the jade unicorn in his hand, and when he heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't know what flashed in his eyes, and the one standing next to him was the maid just now.

After Mu Zhiyu asked her to put away the bath water, she let her retreat on the grounds that she didn't like people to be close to her to change her clothes, and as soon as she went out, she came to Mu Ke's study and told Mu Zefeng what she said truthfully.

Mu Ke waved her hand to let her go down, and continued to pay attention to their movements, and there seemed to be a fierce flash in his eyes.

Although Mu Zefeng was born to his favorite woman and his favorite eldest son, in the past five years, he has been exiled and indeed ashamed of him, but he has been repeatedly contradicting himself for that broom star, and now his hatred is very obvious, if he continues, maybe he will do something unfavorable to the Prime Minister, and he will never allow such a thing to happen.

On Mu Zhiyu's side, after the irrelevant person stepped back, he ripped off the human skin mask on his face, walked to the edge of the bathtub, put his hand in the water, and gently flicked it, as if he was testing the temperature of the water, and then smiled with satisfaction, and put his hands on the belt around his waist.

The slender hand like a white lotus gently untied his clothes, and in an instant, a man hidden on the beam of the room held his breath, and a pair of black eyes were faintly shining, staring straight at the movements of the woman below.

The clothes slowly slipped off his body, his fingers reached into his hair and spread out the hair all over his head, scattered behind his head, and slowly walked into the bath tub, a man in the dark was almost stunned, and suddenly felt some hot and humid liquid spraying out, reached out and touched his nose, God, there was a nosebleed.

The fragrant shoulders are exposed, the right arm is stretched into the air, the left hand is accompanied by rose petals from the right shoulder down the fingertips, and then the hands are submerged in the water, holding the water and sprinkling it on the face and body, the hair is also stained with a little water droplets, and the wet mist above the head is shrouded, the picture is extremely beautiful and full of temptation.

That moon white figure just hid in the dark and peeked, looking directly at the woman below bathing, and didn't feel that peeking at the woman taking a bath was immoral, that kind of pure beauty, which made his heart ripple.

At this moment, Mu Zhiyu's beauty was so breathtaking that Murong Lingche almost forgot that he was in a state of concealment.

"Tick", there seemed to be a sound of dripping into the water, Mu Zhiyu was startled, watching the red liquid dripping from above quickly disappear into the water, his pupils dilated, and he raised his eyes to look at the beam.

Murong Lingche was annoyed, looking at the bright red in his hand, he had just finished wiping it, and it was flowing again, when he suddenly felt a sharp gaze, he looked down, he didn't have time to be shocked, his body flashed suddenly, crooked, and fell straight down.

Mu Zhiyu's eyes widened, watching the moon-white figure rushing straight towards her, her body flashed back quickly, and then there was a "plop" sound, it was the sound of an object falling into the water, and Murong Lingche planted his head down into the bath bucket.

Fortunately, the bath bucket was big enough, Mu Zhiyu quickly moved back a little more, so that he was not smashed, and Murong Lingche flipped his legs and flew out of the bucket.

The drops of water on his head were still flowing down his face, and when he looked up, he saw that three silver needles were nailed to the beams of the room.

Ignoring Mu Zhiyu's angry little face, he blinked a pair of innocent eyes, flattened the corners of his mouth, and said aggrievedly, "You are really willing to do it." ”

The corners of Mu Zhiyu's eyes twitched vigorously, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, his face was flushed, he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, he gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to peek at me taking a bath." ”

"Uh..."Murong Lingche touched his nose, obviously empty-hearted, although it was his fault to sneak into the woman's boudoir at night and peek at her taking a bath, but she actually entertained him with a silver needle, and he was almost shot if he was careless, this is simply murdering her husband!

Hey? Wrong!

She is the princess he is marrying, and she is his wife, and there seems to be nothing wrong with him taking a bath.

Thinking of this, he was not so empty-hearted, and then smiled harmlessly, "Yu'er, we are husband and wife, this is not a peek." ”

Mu Zhiyu gave him a fierce look, and said angrily, "When did you come in?" ”

His skill was so unfathomable that she didn't even feel his breath, allowing this soul to peek at her bath with ease.

"Arrived before you took a shower."

Murong Lingche replied casually, touching his chin, his eyes looked at the water lightly, looking down hard, and then down, damn it, it just covered the spring light on his chest.

Mu Zhiyu rolled her eyes, touched her hot cheeks, and scolded in her heart, didn't she see her clean?

Seeing him staring at himself hotly, he immediately clasped his hands to his chest, and saw that he was still looking at her with squints, and his hands slapped the water with hatred, causing a splash to rush upwards and cut off his sight.

Only then did Murong Lingche retract his gaze, the corners of his mouth were a touch of evil curvature, and he slowly approached her, and said softly, "Yu'er, you don't have to deliberately cover it, I saw it just now." ”

"What do you see?"

"I saw what I should have seen and what I shouldn't see."

As he spoke, he had already walked to the edge of the tub, one hand against his chin, his eyes fluttering, trying to float into the depths of the water.

Mu Zhiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he raised his fist and slammed it the flat face, but his hand was held when it was close to his face.

Gently holding her hand and sticking it to the left side of her face, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her little eyes were so sad and complaining, and she murmured, "Yu'er, I am really the most pitiful man in the world, I have been married for several months, but I am still a virgin, today I occasionally saw my woman taking a bath, but I almost died, you are murdering your husband." ”

Mu Zhiyu's face was suddenly full of black lines, the corners of his mouth twitched, he resisted the urge to twitch, looked at his bewitching face, and was pretending to be grieving and aggrieved at the moment, why did she want to beat people so much?