Mu Jiu originally wanted to gossip about Zhuyun and Dingbeihou with Lan You, but he didn't expect Mu Tianyang to be there.

Mu Tianyang is the eldest young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he should be called the eldest brother by blood, but Mu Jiu's mother is a lowly prostitute, although the Mu family took her back to the mansion, they have never recognized her identity, and she tries not to appear in front of them as much as possible.

For example, now, if she appears in front of Mu Tianyang, it will be difficult to explain when she returns home.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was watching the bamboo rhyme, Mu Jiu slipped away from the back door of Fengyue Tower, spared the most remote road, and entered from the small door, the dim light of the lantern illuminated the only bluestone slab road leading to the bamboo garden.

"Uh-huh!?"

Mu Jiu slowly stopped, the breeze in the bamboo forest was fragrant, and there was a faint ...... The smell of blood.

The firelight reflected her face, and the firelight in her eyes jumped without the slightest temperature, indifferent and cold.

"Boom."

In the night, the sound of heavy objects falling on the ground is particularly clear.

Mu Jiu looked at the source of the sound, hesitated for a moment, but still walked over, not far, only three feet away, she could see that there was a person lying on the ground, a very heavy smell of blood.

"Dead?"

Mu Jiu approached and squatted down, the man was covered in blood, and his waist and shoulders were bleeding, but this gorgeous purple dress was really a little familiar.

She held up the lantern and looked at the man's face, although it was covered in blood, but the face was very clean, this face, this wonderful appearance, even if it was just a quick glance, but it was also memorable, and it was difficult to remember.

Dingbei Marquis Xiao Junshu, they only met in Fengyue Tower an hour ago, and an hour later, he actually fell into her courtyard half-dead, it was really fate.

This is a certain good-looking, but the glimpse just now was too impressive, and now he is unconscious with his eyes closed, and he is even more beautiful without the sharp and shocking aggressiveness.

It is said that the Marquis of Dingbei is strong in martial arts, invincible, and can take the head of a million troops, but now it looks like this, it is definitely a rare scene, think about his bad attitude towards Zhuyun, think about his cruelty to those girls and the notorious reputation, this golden opportunity, she is such a good person, should she eliminate a harm for the people?

Mu Jiu was unarmed, he didn't have a weapon to take advantage of, his eyes looked around, and he found a pitch-black sword next to Xiao Junshu.

Reaching out to pick it up, he instantly gasped, this sword was cold and seeping, it was a rare cold ice and dark iron.

This sword was much heavier than it looked when he picked it up, and Mu Jiu looked up and down, considering where it would be better to start.

Naturally, there is no need to think about it below the waist, the heart, in case it is punctured, she is a novice in this kind of thing, so she has to be safe.

Up again, the neck ....... Well, she suddenly felt a cold air spread from her back, and she raised her head slightly, and met a pair of eyes that were as deep as dry wells.

Forehead....... This meeting ....... She had to be calm.

"You....... Wake up. ”

Miss Mu said that although she was panicked, we couldn't let people see it, but the only time a good girl like her did something bad was caught, it felt really ...... It's embarrassing.

Mu Jiu laboriously lifted the sword, and at this moment he laboriously put it down, squatted down and looked at someone levelly, trying to pretend not to know the other party's naïve: "You...... You're hurt, I wanted to help you? ”

The man who had been staring at Mu Jiu said faintly at this moment: "Help me?" Help me die? ”

Ahem....... What nonsense is the truth, how can she be that kind of person? But although the sound is a bit permeating, it's pretty good.

Mu Jiu wanted to pretend to be naïve and ignorant, but she didn't have the potential to be a drama spirit, sighed, she didn't look at the eyes of the dead man, she was afraid that she would show her stuff.

"How could you die? Although the injury is not light, it can still be saved......"

Xiao Junshu: "......"

"Wait a minute, I'll go get a medicine box." After Mu Jiu finished speaking, he ran, running as fast as a rabbit, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like he was going to come back.

Xiao Junshu regretted that he had just woken up for the first time, he should have killed her with the last bit of strength.