Chapter 115: Mandate of Heaven
It's best if you can remember what you look like.
Back at Ni Xiang Fang, the more Wen Xi thought about it, the more she felt that Aunt Liu was suspicious, but she didn't have any evidence now, and if it was really Aunt Liu's doing, it would not be easy to deal with.
She couldn't rush into action.
Mu Yun is still here, and Aunt Liu's target must be her, so what she has to do now is to protect the people in her store, collect evidence, and strive to take her down in one fell swoop.
As soon as Wenxi fell asleep, Mo Yuyan knocked on Murong Huan's door.
Murong Huan seemed to guess that he would come, as soon as he knocked, the door opened, Murong Huan half lay on the soft collapse, and said with a smile: "Yo, I don't know that the dignified War King actually came to this room in the middle of the night, what, does His Royal Highness the War King have any special habits?" โ
Mo Yuyan ignored his ridicule and sat directly opposite him and poured himself a cup of tea.
He didn't speak for a long time, just drank cup after cup.
Murong Huan really couldn't stand it: "Hey, hey, I said Mo Yuyan, this is tea, not wine, what are you drinking here?" โ
Mo Yuyan still didn't say a word.
Murong Huan put away the fan and smiled bitterly: "Actually, we all understand that the word Mandate of Heaven has a fixed number, and no one can change it. โ
And why ask for it?
"This king understands, only, why her."
"She is the one chosen by the natal chart, why bother to question this seat when you go to ask the horoscope?"
Murong Huan and him have known each other for more than ten years, and although the two don't have a good face for each other, they also cherish each other.
"If fate can really choose, what do you think this seat is willing to be the lord of Tianmen Mountain? Wouldn't it be nice to be just an ordinary person who could do whatever he wanted? What kind of Rausch is the lord, tied to the fate of others, but this is all fate, what if you don't recognize it? He picked up the teacup and took a sip and said, "Wenxi is responsible for the atmosphere, so she naturally has her responsibility." โ
Mo Yuyan raised his head, his eyes were cold: "This king never believes in fate, and he will not follow the so-called destiny in your mouth. โ
Murong Huan shrugged and did not answer.
"The king doesn't want to delve into the secrets of your Tianmen Mountain, but you have to tell the king everything about Wenxi."
Murong Huan shook his head and said: "The so-called heavenly machine is not something we can spy on, there is nothing that will hurt her at the moment, if there is, this seat will definitely do its best to protect her." โ
Mo Yuyan drank the last sip of tea and turned the teacup upside down, and Murong Huan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw his movements.
Mo Yuyan turned around and walked out.
"You've really decided?" Murong Huan stared at the teacup and said leisurely.
"Hmm." With that, he left without looking back.
Murong Huan sighed, sure enough, love makes people confused, Mo Yuyan is such a cold and cold person, he is willing to do this for the sake of Wenxi.
The teacup upside down in Tianmen Mountain is a great particularity, which means to overturn and start over.
Mo Yuyan wanted to change his life for Wenxi.
But is fate something that can be changed by man?
Mo Yuyan came to the end of the corridor, where was Wenxi's room, and wanted to go in to see her, when suddenly a gray finch landed on his shoulder.
When I saw the contents of the letter, my eyes were full of anger.
It's really tired of daring to calculate on his head.
"Master." Dark One also received the news and quickly came to Mo Yuyan's side: "What should I do?" Do you need a trip? โ
"No need, they robbed Yi Xin, they will definitely not let you find it easily, send people from the dark grid, and they must bring Yi Xin back to this king."
"Yes!" The dark one was ordered to leave.
He glanced around the room and prepared to leave.
"Squeak." The door opened.
Wenxi walked out sleepily.
She was a light sleeper, and she woke up as soon as darkness came.
"Is something wrong?"
"Well, Yi Xin was robbed, it should have been done by someone from Miao Jiang." His eyes were cold: "This king returned to Beijing this time, and the news had already leaked, presumably they had already planned to take the king away halfway, but I didn't expect something to happen in the town, and the king left ahead of schedule, which made it more convenient for them to start, so that they could leave the mountain." โ
"If there's an accident in the palace, you better go back quickly!" Wen Xi urged: "I have enough manpower here, and Murong Huan, nothing will happen." โ
"This king can't rest assured." He took her hand and said, "Right now, the power of Miao Jiang is rampant, how can this king rest assured that he will leave you here?" โ
"Don't forget, in addition to medical and poison skills, I can also use Gu arts! There is no Gu poison that I can't unravel, don't worry! She suddenly remembered something, turned back to the room, and when she came out, she held a few small bottles in her hands, and said mysteriously: "This is my latest development, hallucinogen, you can take it, it may be useful." โ
Looking at the black pill inside, Mo Yuyan had to admire Wen Xi's ability, he had just seen the power of this small pill, it could actually control people's minds, this kind of means was the first time he had seen it except for Miao Jiang's Gu worm and Murong Huan's soul dementorship.
Putting away the pills, Wen Xi told him a lot of things, and Mo Yuyan responded to them one by one, as if since the death of his mother, no one had said so many things to him.
He may not have listened carefully to anyone for a long time.
"Okay, well, this king remembers." Mo Yuyan rubbed the top of her head, a smile on the corner of her lips, and said, "Be careful in everything, this king is waiting for you to grow up." โ
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After Mo Yuyan left, Wen Xi sat alone in front of the dresser, recalling this sentence for a long time.
Stinky man, I can't sleep well again tonight.
Early the next morning, Wenxi got up early, because she didn't rest well last night, the dark circles under her eyes were very obvious, and she never used those rouge gouaches, so everyone who saw her in the morning would ask: "Girl, have you also heard about the proprietress of the shop next door becoming a dry corpse?" โ
Wen Xi looked at Murong Huan, this guy's soul dementorship is really powerful, and he really erased the memories of Xiaoyu and the others.
Murong Huan looked at her haggard appearance with interest, and almost wrote the word "gossip" on her face.
After Mo Yuyan left last night, he went out of the city to find two jars of good wine, originally thinking of looking for him to get drunk and rest, who knew that when he went to his room, there was no one, and it turned out that he was pulling a little hand at the door of the girl's room.
Tut-tut, the world is going down!
How big is that Wenxi!
Is it timely?
Isn't this Mo Yuyan a beast?
A girl of this age can do it.
Look at the darkness beneath this eye.
Maybe I haven't slept all night!
He craned his neck to look behind her, but he didn't see Mo Yuyan's figure, and couldn't help asking, "Wenxi, where is Mo Yuyan?" โ
"There is something going on in his palace, and he went back last night."
Went back?
Are you sure you didn't run away irresponsibly?
"Girl, this son is here early in the morning, and the slave and maid can't get rid of it." Xiaoyu whispered in her ear.