"Chu Muchen, shut up for me!" Mu Zhiyu hurriedly glared at him and motioned for him to keep his mouth shut.

Mu Zefeng just wanted to vent his anger for Lan Ling'er, and the first dish he just wanted had already been served, the corners of his mouth were raised, his sleeves were flicked, and half a plate of green peppers were all stuffed into Chu Muchen's mouth under the impact of the air current.

Chu Muchen's spicy eyes burst into tears, he glared at Mu Zefeng with bared teeth and grinning, endured the spicy discomfort, and immediately sent the remaining half of the plate of green peppers to his mouth, but he avoided it, but he also went in a lot.

Seeing this, Lan Ling'er hurriedly patted him on the back and handed him a glass of water to drink. Chu Muchen also drank water vigorously, but he couldn't get rid of the spicy taste that filled his mouth, and even his mouth had swollen into a sausage.

Looking at the funny appearance of the two of them, Lan Yuanwai also frowned and twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but say: "You young people's world, I really don't understand, old man." ”

The magpie couldn't help but sneer: "Master Lan, don't you know, there are still many funny things about this eldest prince of Chu!" ”

Mu Zhiyu smiled speechlessly: "Uncle Lan, you order first, we eat ours, don't care about them." ”

When the dishes were finally ordered, the shopkeeper fled as if he was relieved, and if he stayed any longer, he would have to refresh his outlook on life. So much so that when the cousin came to serve the food, he put down the food and left immediately. Whether it was the conversation they had scared people before, or the interaction between them, the people in the inn couldn't help but want to stay away.

Chu Muchen's mouth was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't eat anything, during which he glanced at Mu Zhiyu pitifully several times, but he was directly given nothing by him, and he couldn't help but sigh, if it was his own sister who had been with him since he was a child, he would definitely obey him, not be as ruthless as Xiao Yu'er......

The magpie looked at him and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "This is obviously your own suffering, and it's useless to look at my young lady!" ”

Mu Zhiyu glanced at Chu Muchen, took a bowl of porridge and handed it to him, and said helplessly: "Your mouth is just underwhelming." Eat some, or you'll be hungry. ”

Chu Muchen immediately smiled: "It's still Xiao Yu'er who knows that she feels sorry for me." No matter how hard my mouth is, I won't live up to Xiao Yu'er's wishes. As he spoke, he picked up the porridge and drank it slowly, looking at Mu Zefeng with a smug smile.

Mu Zefeng didn't pay attention to him, but he ate happily, picking the dishes that Chu Muchen liked to eat, and also serving dishes to Lan Ling'er and Mu Zhiyu from time to time.

Chu Muchen snorted coldly, concentrated on holding the porridge in his hand and drinking, and finally quieted down.

When Mu Zhiyu was eating, her eyes glanced at the guests eating in the lobby, and the most attractive thing for her was the warm family sitting not far from them.

The wife should be six months pregnant, the husband is very considerate to pick up vegetables for her, take care of her meticulously, and their five-year-old daughter is also very cute and sensible, so young know how to feel sorry for her parents, know to eat vegetables for them.

Mu Zhiyu's gaze softened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, I remembered the child I had lost, and my eyes couldn't help but darken. Che must have been very uncomfortable losing him, but in order to take care of her emotions, he chose to bear everything silently.

Her body had already recovered, and it had been many months, she was a healer, she knew her physical condition, and secretly decided that when she returned, she must have a child for him.

The family had already finished eating and went upstairs to rest, and Mu Zhiyu's gaze was also retracted.

At this moment, out of the dark night, a team of people suddenly burst out and broke in. I saw eight men in brown suits guarding the road, and a dashing young man in the middle walked in briskly. Beside him, there was also a middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows, who seemed to be respectful to him, and it seemed that the young man was their master, and their speed was very fast, and they were close in a blink of an eye.

The slender figure came to the shadow, and when everyone finally saw the outline of his face, even though they had seen a beautiful man like Chu Muchen who was more bewitching than a woman, they couldn't help but feel that their eyes lit up.

I saw that this man was not too old, about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a moon-white narrow-sleeved suit, which set off his majestic and slender spirit, and even had a chivalrous style. On the jade-like face, the sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows are picturesque, the face is like peach petals, the eyes are like autumn waves, and the bright and quiet light on his body like the clear light of the moon makes people want to sink into his righteous and elegant temperament.

His appearance made the lobby, which had been quiet because of Chu Muchen and the others, suddenly become more quiet, and everyone's eyes were on him, but in the next second, they were shocked by the momentum of his whole body, and they were also amazed by his face.

However, at this moment, a man like a sorrel rushed in the door, holding a sword shining with cold light in his hand, and his eyes were like a wolf, staring at everyone.

"Everybody get out of here, otherwise, don't blame the knife for being ruthless."

The man in white looked expressionlessly at the big man who broke in later, and glanced at the guards behind him, and then the eight guards pulled out the swords in their hands, and the big man just took their move, and was thrown out.

In the lobby, all the people held their breath, their eyes widened, and they didn't dare to breathe. On the vacant table next to him, there were eight murderous guards, even the middle-aged man was frowning, and the man in white at the other table had been calm and indifferent since he entered the door.

Although Chu Muchen came in and gave a dismount, there was laughter from time to time at their table, and the two tables were full of coldness and murderous aura.

Everyone is speculating, what is the origin of that teenager? Why are the guards around him so scary?

Mu Zhiyu and the others were also looking at the young man, Mu Zefeng squinted his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's someone from the official mansion." ”

"Big brother, how can you be sure?" Mu Zhiyu asked curiously.

Chu Muchen raised the folding fan, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Yu'er, if you are curious, you can ask me." ”

Mu Zhiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at him and said, "Then you can say it." ”

Chu Muchen glanced at the man in white again and said with a smile: "He is indeed from the official government. It's just from Beijing. ”

"You know him?"

"Our famous young detective Leng Yao, I have naturally met a few times. And his father is a squire of the Criminal Department, he is a detective in the yamen of the Beijing Division, and he is already quite prestigious at a young age. No matter which county has a difficult case, he will be asked to investigate. However, he has never heard of a murder in Yixing County, maybe he is just passing by here. (To be continued.) )