Chapter Seventy-One: Rumors Abound
Knowing Leng Sichen's plan, Mu Xiaoxu also quieted down.
In the next day or two, in addition to eating, she sleeps, and when she is in a good mood, she will write a notebook.
During the day, it looks like a prince who has been repeatedly wasted.
But at night, she would let Tuan Tuan stun the guards guarding the door, and quietly enter the well to cook for Leng Sichen.
"Hey! Leng Sichen, you said that if you didn't have me, would you be starved to death? ”
Originally, it was said that he would return in three days, but now that the three-day deadline has arrived, he did not appear in the Regent's Palace.
Rumors began to circulate in the city's royal capital, and Leng Sichen was likely to have been assassinated outside the city.
Xiaohuo was very panicked, and before it was dark, he ran out to look for someone.
In fact, Xiaohuo is also a part of Leng Sichen's plan, after all, the only person who can make the leader of the dark department of the palace so nervous should be Leng Sichen.
Seeing this guy slowly eating the Yangzhou fried rice she cooked, she sneered a little aggressively, "Xiaohuo is also your person, why are you so ruthless, even the most trusted person can be used?" ”
Once Xiaohuo has three long and two short outside, you still have to cry to death?
Mu Xiaoxu held his chin, his big eyes blinked, and he looked Leng Sichen on the couch up and down.
It was the first time in a long time that she had carefully observed the child's father.
Although he looks a little too feminine, he won't chirp like a third girl.
The kingly spirit that came out of his bones made him look full of power.
He, he really combines all the advantages of women and men, and the fusion is just right.
"Beauty, why don't I worship you as a teacher." She said such a sentence without a clue.
Leng Sichen paused as he ate, "This king does not accept apprentices." ”
"I can be an exception, and I have a good foundation, and you know that I am a ...... cultivator."
"Shut up!" His tone was cold, as if he was angry.
Mu Xiaoxu frowned.
thought to herself, didn't she just want to have one more master, and by the way, she could win over a backer, and she could leave an excuse to come and go from time to time.
Why does this guy have to refuse sharply?
"Leng Sichen, I'm talking to you about a very serious topic, can you be serious?"
Leng Sichen glanced at her speechlessly, "Who is not serious?" This king has already said, this king will not accept disciples. ”
"What's going on with the third and second children? There is also Xiaohuo, isn't Xiaohuo also half of your apprentice. ”
Xiaohuo was okay to show off in front of her how Leng Sichen taught her to cultivate and how he took care of her like a master.
It tickled her heart.
Thinking that if he could be his apprentice, maybe he could also have some windfall.
But Leng Sichen refused, "They are just subordinates of this king, not a master-apprentice relationship, if the prince wants to apprentice, it is better to find another master." ”
"Then I'll go find Mo Sixteen." She was also a little upset.
Leng Sichen put the empty bowl back on the table, and snorted: "With your current cultivation, it should be enough to kill Mo Sixteen directly, if you really want to apprentice, he should call you Master!" The Pavilion Master shouldn't be so modest. ”
This was the first time he had torn his vest so openly.
But it doesn't matter, now it's almost clear to the world that he is the master of Linglong Pavilion.
Mu Xiaoxu drooped his head depressedly, and said speechlessly: "People just want to play a little mystery, and the vest is more healthy!" You bastards, why are you always so loyal to my vest? ”
"......" Leng Sichen said he didn't know why.
The meal was extremely depressed, and when it was almost dawn, she casually asked, "When are you going to show up?" ”
"Caught the spy."
Leng Sichen crossed his legs on the couch and closed his eyes.
Mu Xiaoxu poked him on the shoulder and reminded: "You said that the Mo family is not credible, I won't ask you what's going on for the time being, but the only person in the Mo family who hasn't appeared on the stage now should be the dean of the Royal Academy." ”
Since she knew that the dean was a member of the Mo family, she also went to the old man of the vice dean to inquire.
It turned out that the son of the Mo family had been selected as the heir of the academy since he was eleven years old.
When he left home at the age of eleven, he basically had no contact with his family.
In other words, maybe their relationship is not as close as it seems.
"Mo Xiaoqi and Issa will come to you today, maybe you can test it." Leng Sichen seems to be a prophet of the future.
Not long after getting married, Mo Xiaoqi and Issa really came to the Regent's Mansion.
The two mysteriously dragged her into the west wing, and deliberately sealed the entire courtyard with an enchantment.
People on the outside won't hear the voices inside.
Issa asked mysteriously, "Brother Xiaoxu, is Leng Sichen really dead?" ”
"Where did you hear that?" She was stunned.
Mo Xiaoqi hurriedly replied, "Now that the entire royal capital city has been spread, it is said that he still died in the hands of the Jing family, there are no bones, and he died very miserably, is this true?!" ”
"Do you hope it's true?"
Thinking of Leng Sichen's words, she asked with ulterior motives.
Mo Xiaoqi pursed his lips and said, "Boss, I want you to be free, if Leng Sichen dies, you can really be free!" But think about it the other way, if he dies, the only one who can protect you is our Mo family, and I am under a lot of pressure. ”
"......" Mu Xiaoxu was really angry with her little brother.
Issa also disliked her husband's IQ, "Mo Xiaoqi, is your brain in water?" What did I owe you in my last life, and I actually want to marry you in this life? ”
Looking at the way the two were bickering, she suddenly couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that the two of you have cultivated true feelings." ”
"Who has a real relationship with her?"
"I only like you, Brother Xiaoxu!"
The two spoke in unison.
After Mu Xiaoxu smashed it a few times, he answered the topic they were interested in just now, "Leng Sichen is not dead, he is in the palace, but because of some special reasons, he can't show up." ”
"What? In the palace? ”
Mo Xiaoqi became vigilant, and subconsciously dragged Issa behind him.
Issa also shrunk his neck and asked, "He can't have heard what we just said, right?" ”
"Don't worry, this guy should still be sleeping by now, he was too tired last night."
Last night, the two of them analyzed all the suspicious people in the mansion.
It's really tiring.
As she spoke, she couldn't stop snorting.
Mo Xiaoqi blinked his eyes a few times, and asked cautiously, "Big brother, how did you know that Leng Sichen was tired last night?" What did you do? ”
Issa also rushed to her side excitedly, and asked with teary eyes: "Brother Xiaoxu, you won't be ......" followed by a real cry.