has the life of a princess, the illness of a princess, and she Princess Luoqiong does have a life that makes people revolve around her, because she is a princess, but in terms of being a person and a mother, she is not qualified.

Mu Jiu saluted Emperor Yan respectfully and withdrew directly.

Wei Xue waited outside the door, and the two left the Prime Minister's Mansion together and rode away directly.

Princess Luo Qiong looked at Shangguan Kite and immediately cried: "Woo, Iris, my Kite ......"

Emperor Yan looked at Princess Luo Qiong, a trace of imperceptible disgust flashed in his eyes, and he picked up the bottle next to the bed and handed it to Father-in-law Lu: "Let the Imperial Doctor test it." ”

The imperial doctor quickly gave the result, and a imperial doctor dog came in with his arms around him: "Emperor Qiqi, this is indeed the medicine of the Hua family, it smells instantly refreshed, Guiyuan Dan is the secret recipe of the Hua family, ordinary people imitate it without such an effect, Weichen has tested it, it is non-toxic." ”

Emperor Yan took the medicine bottle and put it in front of Princess Luo Qiong: "You choose whether to eat or not." ”

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From Shangguan Mansion to Marshal's Mansion, because Mu Jiu left by himself, there was no one to escort him, and the journey of a quarter of an hour was neither long nor short.

"Phew!"

Mu Jiu grabbed the reins, looked up, and there was a person standing on the roof opposite, dressed in silver and silver, with a strange aura and a strong gaze, which fell on her body.

Several men in black jumped down from the rooftops of the house, with a clear goal, and pounced directly towards the light snow.

"Dingding......

In the dark alleyway without a trace of light, there is a strange bell ringing, revealing a kind of attraction, making people want to go over and see.

Witches?

Mu Jiu let go of his gaze, jumped off his horse, and walked towards the darkness step by step.

Wei Xue glanced at this, her eyes cracked: "Master! ”

She wanted to rush over here, but she was blocked, so she could only turn around and take it.

Mu Jiu walked towards the darkness step by step, there was no light, but she walked without hesitation, and walked towards a goal very clearly.

The silver-clothed man flew over the eaves and landed at the finish line first, and then watched Mu Jiu walk towards him step by step in the darkness.

The man in a black cloak shook the bell in his hand, and slowly led Mu Jiu back, Mu Jiu followed with empty eyes, and when he came to a threshold and couldn't go in, the silver-clothed man reached out to hold Mu Jiu's hand and led her in.

Seeing that Mu Jiu frowned, as if he was very repulsed, he immediately let go of his hand again.

A very ordinary house, there are a lot of strange things prepared in the house, there are totems painted with blood on the ground, the man in black led Mu Jiu to the middle, and then pulled a bell and jumped around her a few times.

The silver-clothed man walked up to Mu Jiu and stretched out her hand to shake it, but her eyes were already empty.

"Now you can ask?"

"Yes!" Wu Li shook the bell with it.

The silver-faced man pursed his lips: "Your name." ”

"Weishu."

Weishu? He was clearly not satisfied with the answer.

"I'm asking for your real name."

Mu Jiu's brows furrowed, as if he was struggling, Wu Li hurriedly rang the bell: "Change one." ”

The silver-masked man had to give up and change to another one: "Is Wei Ce alive or dead?" ”

"Raw."

"Where is he?"

"I don't know."

"Taisun Yinlun, is it life or death?"

"Die."

Die?

The silver-faced man looked at Mu Jiu, and didn't know what to ask for a while, but now she was standing in front of him obediently, and her appearance of obeying him was really a little tempting, and she looked at Wu Li: "Is there a way to make her subject to me?" ”

Wu Li nodded: "Yes, take her back and refine her into a puppet, but in this case, she will not be conscious, if you want her to retain her consciousness and let the people of the Gu clan train her into a medicine person, and control her with the Zimu Gu, she will obey you." ”

None of this can be done in a day or two, and those under her will definitely chase after her.

"You go down, and I'll send her back."

The silver-faced man waved Wu Li away and walked towards Mu Jiu, actually reaching out to hug her, and at this moment, she suddenly made a move and directly took off the silver mask.

The silver-faced man made a move, his eyes stared at Mu Jiu, who was three feet away from him, without too much consternation, as if he felt that it should be so: "You are not controlled." ”

"I'm really sorry to disappoint you." Mu Jiu turned the silver face in his hand and stared at him: "However, Lord Dongfang, you really surprised me!" ”

The silver-faced man is Dongfang Yao, no longer wearing that elegant blue shirt, dressed in silver, with a silver crown inlaid with gemstones, looking luxurious and elegant, like a god son, the only thing that remains unchanged is probably the expression on that face, without half a bit of shock and panic, as if he doesn't care about being discovered by Mu Jiu.

"I thought you'd keep it up until I sent you back."

Mu Jiu threw the silver mask back to him: "Say, who are you?" ”

"So direct?" Dongfang Yao caught the mask and threw it casually, since it was recognized by Mu Jiu, this mask was meaningless: "Why don't you guess Jiu Shao?" ”

Mu Jiu was silent, Dongfang Yao smiled, and slowly stepped forward: "What? Those two words make you so hard to speak? You just don't want to see me? ”

As he spoke, he lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt on one knee, reached out to pull Mu Jiu's hand, slowly lowered his head, and made a gesture to kiss: "I've been looking forward to seeing you......"

"Click!"

A sharp weapon broke through the air, with strong force, directly penetrating the doors and windows, and pointing directly at Dongfang Yao's head.

Dongfang Yao had to retreat and dodge, and a figure galloped over, holding Mu Jiu in his arms, with a strong sour smell in his terrifying aura: "Which hand did he touch you?" ”

Mu Jiu shook his head: "Let's go." She didn't want to go on.

"Why is Jiu Shao in a hurry to leave? You don't want to see me again? It's too sad. Dongfang Yao blocked the way, and his eyes fell on Xiao Junshu: "Sure enough, he is the person you brought into the mansion, you are incomparably smart, and you are the best at scheming, but you have never had any vision when it comes to choosing a man." ”

The long sword in Xiao Junshu's hand stabbed over, and directly took Dongfang Yao's life, and the two fought instantly.

Mu Jiu walked out, and there were many people fighting in the entire courtyard, and the smell of blood was so strong that she was dizzy.

A light snow fell behind Mu Jiu, as if he had been standing there all along.

Mu Jiu looked back at her: "Are you injured?" ”

Wei Xue nodded, turned around slightly to reveal the scar on the side of her back: "The small injury is not in the way, the master should go back to the house first." ”

"Let's go." Mu Jiu glanced at the two people who were fighting very fiercely, went out, got into the carriage, and Wei Bing drove Mu Jiu back to the house.

Weixue went to let the little herring fish take medicine, Mu Jiu went to the study, spread out the paper, and wanted to copy the Buddhist scriptures twice, but the pen did not fall for a long time, and he lost his mind for a while, and looked down, the white paper was inked, and there were two words written on it: Si Lin.

Dongfang Yao in this life, Si Lin in the previous life, a man who is extremely similar to her, unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals, and ruthless enough.

The world, through the past and the present, why do you still encounter it? It's really a bad fate.

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