Jiumu was suddenly silent, and he really had to think about what he wanted... Originally... The one who wants merit is the most, and of course the one who wants it the most now. If you drown in merit ... That's too...

I'm so happy...

"Poof." She suddenly smiled, "Renqing interprets dreams well, I can't wait for my dreams to come true now." ”

"No way!" Xu Renqing's face changed again, almost pale, making Jiumu's smile embarrassingly stuck on his face. He suddenly hugged Jiumu and said hurriedly, "Good wishes come true, and some don't want them." ”

"Ah, of course." She was a little inexplicable, and obediently got close to Xu Renqing's arms without asking anything.

"Renqing." She pressed against her familiar chest and said with satisfaction, "I have a gift for you." ”

Xu Renqing pushed her away, "Gift? ”

"Whoa." She took out a fan and handed it to him.

Unexpectedly, Xu Renqing turned his face away and tightened his lower lip, "Ah Jiu, I am not human, and I am not worthy of receiving your gift." ”

"Tsk."

Jiu Mu first stuffed the fan into his arms, then pointed to his shoulder and said, "If you are injured, you have to take it down." ”

Because it was difficult to resist the hospitality, Xu Renqing solemnly opened it in his hand and took a look.

"Do you like it?"

He nodded, hastily closed the fan, and said with a little choked up, "Hmm." ”

Jiumu grabbed his neck and hugged him, "Renqing, when are we going home, I'm homesick." ”

Xu Renqing's pupils dilated, and the shock made his heartbeat suddenly stop and beat extremely fast, he never thought that Jiumu would recognize Jiangzhou as home, or that she would recognize Jiangzhou as home.

"Why don't you speak? You don't want to go back? ”

"Think, why don't you want to." During this time, I originally wanted to come out to ease Jiumu's mood.,I didn't expect some twists and turns.。。。

Jiumu has not yet made it clear to King Rong that he wants to go back, mainly because he wants to go to the ghost town to find the city lord. She secretly opened the door to the palace that day, and she went to the ghost town to negotiate with the lord of the city. He Chuan can make a small mess in the palace, and he can also let the court point his sword at King Rong, but this matter will stop at a small fight.

Goodbye to the city lord, mainly to give her the qin, so that she can write off the unjust death, and don't trouble Rong Guo again. This is a soul that has not yet been targeted by the heavenly realm, and if so, it will definitely be suppressed.

Under the ghost town, it's business as usual. Jiumu walked slowly past the courtyard where Shao Yijiang lived, and when he looked in from the door, he could still find that the blood stains on the ground could not be cleaned.

"I didn't expect you to move so fast, I thought you would keep someone to retaliate, after all, he treated you so much, killing people and the like should be inevitable." The city lord stretched out his thin finger to Jiumu, "This bit of refreshment is very similar to her." ”

Jiumu said: "Also Kyushu? ”

The city lord nodded silently, and smiled dryly with a not very happy expression, "You are not Yi Kyushu, but I like you a little bit like her." ”

This girl's origin is unknown, she is arrogant from the city lord himself, and she doesn't notice the aura of hell on Jiumu's body at all.

"Forget it, you put the piano away, it's time to stop making trouble in Beirong for so many years." After speaking, Jiumu was about to get up and leave, but the person behind her stopped her with a little reluctance, as if she wanted to say a few more words, but she wanted to stop talking.

After waiting for her for a long time, the city lord pretended to be deep and said: "Someone wants to make trouble in the Beirong Palace, and I can't do it." I heard from the palace that you are not from Beirong, so leave quickly, don't stay there. ”

"How?"

"It's hard to explain, anyway, leave quickly." The city lord stood up with her, twisted his waist and sniffed up and down to make sure he was not mistaken, "Just leave as soon as possible, it doesn't hurt." ”

"If you don't say it, I'll leave right away."

The people in the room stared at the figure of Jiu Mu leaving, and she had seen that back countless times since she was a child. She held her head, thinking of this kind of thing to save her life.

Jiumu has completely mastered the method of entering and exiting this ghost town, and instead of drilling through the round mirror of some beam, the black mole in her hand carries her back and forth.

A few days ago, I was lying in bed and couldn't think of the origin of the black mole... Looking at it with Bai Ye's seal, the two are only different in color, but the black mole is obviously much easier to use than Bai Ye.

She speculated for a moment, Bai Ye seemed to just want to protect people, and he was not allowed to manipulate and hurt people until he had to. The temperament of the black mole has not yet been figured out, and it has only recently shown its strength after it has been dormant in her palm for a long time, probably because it is related to the ghost town.

Before leaving Beirong, there is one more thing to do.

The palace maid was curious today, why Mrs. He Chuan beckoned her to prepare refreshments and took the initiative to send her to invite King Rong to chat, which was unprecedented!

King Rong naturally didn't expect it, and hurried away Zhang Cheng, who had been grinding in his ear. Zhang Cheng dissuaded King Rong from not caring too much about He Chuan, who was just a foreigner's wife and had a son. This kind of thing spreads, and it is insulting to the royal family.

No matter how good the story of Yijun Mountain is, it was also before Hechuan was unmarried and unmarried, and the current Hechuan is different from Hechuan, no matter how you say it, it is not a good story to laugh at!

"Don't say it anymore, He Chuan is injured, I don't have the heart to accept her into the palace, just temporarily..."

"You have been saying this for months, Your Majesty." Zhang Cheng stood still, bowed deeply, and said as if holding the heart of death: "In the past few months, He Chuan's old injuries have added new injuries, and it is inevitable that some people will be jealous and framed. It was found out that day, and the bow was tampered with. ”

Seeing that King Rong paused after hearing this, and the step he was about to take was delayed, Zhang Cheng continued: "The rumors of the previous dynasty are insufficient, but He Chuan is alone in the palace, and in the face of people with prominent backgrounds and extremely high status, even if he has the heart and energy, he is powerless to resist the dangerous tricks in the dark passage. If King Rong treats He Chuan sincerely... That... ”

"What then?" King Rong turned his head with a pale face, almost glaring at Zhang Cheng.

Because what he said was not unreasonable. But this aroused his own sense of powerlessness and inferiority.

"It's better to send her back to Xun as soon as possible."

King Rong clenched his fists, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and even his face turned red from anger. "Zhang Cheng, this king has succeeded to the throne for less than half a year, and there are no more rumors in and out of the palace, saying that this king is greedy for beauty and that this king is overly tolerant of a grass people." He turned around and grabbed the porcelain vase beside him, "Zhang Cheng!" With a roar, the porcelain vase was thrown to the ground and shattered.

"Huh, you have been with this king for many years! You know how everyone describes this king, and you don't know why this king's body is weak. Gossip? This king didn't even touch a finger of He Chuan! Yes, this king is fond of her and wants to be included in the palace, she has everything that this king does not have! Amazing equestrian skills, good kung fu that comes at hand, riding horses, archery, dancing knives, and guns is not good for her!

You tell me now that she is powerless to resist in the palace because she does not have a generous family background and the support of her high-ranking parents, Abel! Isn't it just scolding this king for being dissatisfied, and he can't even protect a woman! ”

He coughed violently, his face turned white and red, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and the heart inside seemed to be about to jump out of his heart. Let people see if he is really fragile, obviously he feels that his heart is strong and powerful, but he is imprisoned in this weak body.

Angry, unwilling. It's not angry that it's angry, it's angry with yourself.

The kneeling figure on the ground bowed his head, "Minister, that's exactly what it means." ”

The internal official's eyes widened, and he scolded Zhang Cheng in his heart for being close to King Rong, and if he said more today, the whole room would have to follow him and lose his head!

"Zhang, Lord Zhang, aren't you sick?" The internal official trembled and reminded him, but he didn't expect Zhang Cheng to suddenly kneel and straighten up, his eyes were full of tears, and said: "Your Majesty, it is precisely because the minister knows that it is not easy for the king to come all the way, so today's words collide. ”

"Punishment." Rong Wang's palm was close to his heart, and his voice was surprisingly small, "Punishment." ”

He gritted his teeth, but still rushed up to the Chang Pavilion.

When Jiumu waited for King Rong for a long time, he was imposing as soon as he saw people entering the door, like a dog that had failed miserably in a fight, and had fled to her.