Mu Xingyu took steps as heavy as his mood and returned to his bedroom in Wanbao Pavilion. After starting a family, Mu Xingyu bought a house outside, which was not far from Wanbao Pavilion, but he rarely went back, and most of the time he stayed in Wanbao Pavilion.

When he closed the door of the bedroom, Mu Xingyu's hand was still trembling slightly, this man who had seen strong winds and waves, even the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood did not make him tremble.

But now, after three years, when he saw Rong Yunshu again, even if it was just a portrait, it made him confused. Rong Yunshu, who was pushed off the bone cliff by his own hands, turned out that he really didn't die.

Mu Xingyu's trembling hand stroked the jade pendant hanging on his waist, which was a token of love given to him by the peerless princess Rong Yunshu when he sneaked into the palace of Tianji Kingdom three years ago.

Opening the carved cabinet made of yellow rosewood, Mu Xingyu carefully took out a box. After the box was opened, the layers of finely wrapped silk were gently opened, and the silk was followed by fox skin.

When the last small piece of fine silver fox fur was turned over, on the silver fox fur without variegation, there was a piece of jade pendant that was exactly the same as the one hanging on Mu Xingyu's waist. It's just that this jade pendant is inlaid with gold in many places, and the undisciplined gold edge makes this fine jade a bit nondescript.

Mu Xingyu took off the jade pendant hanging on his waist, held a jade pendant in both hands, and held a jade pendant in one hand, narrowing his eyes slightly, covering the faint light of water under his eyes.

On that day, it was he who personally pushed Rong Yunshu down the bottomless Falling Bone Cliff, then turned the horse's head and left without hesitation.

But when he was about to enter Tianze City and found that there was already a killer from the non-hidden building in the shadows answering him, he suddenly changed his mind.

He instructed six killers to go to the bottom of the bone cliff to find Rong Yunshu's traces, to see people alive and corpses to die.

However, the non-hidden building killer who never let him down, this time disappointed him. There are no people, and there are no corpses. What the non-hidden building killer brought back was only the jade pendant fragments that had been broken into more than a dozen pieces.

And in a word.

"I searched the bottom of the cliff and saw a flock of crows scattered. ”

Mu Xingyu took the pile of jade pendant fragments, was silent for a long time, and finally gave an order. Let the six killers, day and night, take turns to guard the bottom of the bone cliff, as long as someone steps in, they will all be ambushed.

......

Ten days later.

In the small courtyard in the mountains, Mu Qiannian has been nursing these days, and his injuries have long healed.

Since that night he communicated with the weak water, he was injured, and he simply moved his few luggage to the weak water house and became another owner of the house.

The snow is white and the mountains are like water.

The charcoal pot inside the house was burning brightly, and the temperature inside and outside the house was simply worlds apart. The cold wind gently came in through the cracks in the window lattice, and it was not so cold and biting.

The dream flower sachet hanging next to the window, the unique fragrance is particularly pleasant, cozy, and haunting in the depressed winter.

On the carved wooden bed, the hanging curtain swayed gently in the wind, hiding the unique spring in the ice and snow. The moonlight that penetrates through the window is accompanied by the light of the candle flame, and the figure that overlaps in one place is reflected on the wall.

Mu Qiannian took the soft and boneless in his arms, lowered his head and grabbed the tender March peach petals, and tossed and turned carefully, moisturizing things silently like spring rain.

The eyelashes trembling in the weak water are slightly moist, like butterfly wings spreading lightly, and a shallow dark shadow is cast under the eyes when the eyes are closed. In a tender tenderness, he tightened the white and soft arms around Mu Qiannian's neck.

Outside the window, the cold wind was howling, the snowflakes were falling continuously, and there was the occasional creaking sound of dead branches being crushed by the snow, and there was a faint sound of rolling fish and water......

It was night, the alert weak water woke up from the sweet dreamland, she raised her hand and clicked on Mu Qiannian's sleeping hole, got up and put on her robe and walked out of the house, and covered the door lightly by the way.

In the small courtyard, not far from the house where the weak water lived, there was a wooden house with warm yellow candlelight.

The weak water tightened the robe on his body and walked forward, which was the house where Pranya lived.

Pushing the door into the house, Pranya was lifting the teapot and pouring hot water on the teacup, and the tea leaves in the teapot tumbled up and down under the impact of the hot water, and the rich fragrance of tea spread in the room with the steaming water.

The originally very fine tea tip is also slowly rising, and the orange-yellow translucent tea in the porcelain white tea cup is attractive in moisture. Even people who don't know about tea can see that this is an excellent tea.

Holding the tray with both hands, Pranya served the tea, and her voice was as soft and beautiful as ever: "Princess, please use tea." ”

"What is the news about this trip to Tianji Country?" Weak Water took the teacup, sat down at the table, gently skimmed the floating tea leaves with the lid, and asked softly.

Pranya squatted down, and while dialing the charcoal fire that had just been lit in the charcoal basin, he carefully listened to the news he had found out on his trip to Tianji Country one by one.

Weak Water listened silently, and drank tea with his eyes until he finished speaking, and then gently put the tea cup back into the tray on the table, and only after a long time did he speak: "It's not early, you should rest early." ”

After the weak water finished speaking, he got up and was about to walk out, but when he heard the words of Pranya behind him, he paused again.

"Princess, do you know who is lying in your house now. Behind the weak water, Prajna's voice was flat, and it was not a question sentence at all. Obviously, she already knew Mu Qiannian's identity.

"I've got my own measure. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately regained his calm. She couldn't know who Mu Qiannian was, but she didn't regret it.

Although Prajna is a dead man with weak waters, weak waters are the Lord, and Prajna is a servant. But at this time, in response to Pranya's questioning, Weak Water was not angry, and she did not put on any master's shelf, she knew that Prarua was bent on her good.

However, a simple and even slightly mild tone of "I have my own measure" is obviously telling Praruo not to meddle in this matter, let alone try to move Mu Qiannian.

"Princess, have you forgotten what Mu Xingyu did to you? Didn't the princess think he was sincere to the princess? But in the end, ......?"

Pranya suddenly became emotional, stood up from the charcoal basin, and complained to the back of the weak water, and his voice gradually increased.

"Pranya!" Weak Water still maintained the standing posture just now, but the hand under the sleeve involuntarily clenched her fists, and interrupted her coldly when Pranya was about to continue.

"Princess, Mu Qiannian is Mu Xingyu's own brother, can people like them be sincere? If the princess can't do it, she ......"

"Prajna!" Weak Water turned around abruptly and drank Pranya again, but the moment he turned around, he felt dizzy, and he unconsciously covered his temples and shook his figure.

Seeing this, Prajna hurriedly stepped forward to support the weak water, and a cold warning flashed in the weak water's eyes, and pushed the Pranya away hard. But he was shocked to find that he couldn't exert any internal strength at all, but because he was too motivated, he couldn't stand steadily, and he staggered back a few steps before he barely stabilized his body.

Ignoring the cold color in the eyes of the weak water, Pranya supported her unstable figure and helped her back to the table to sit down.

Weak Shui was weak and weak, and was forced to sit back in the position where she had been drinking tea with the help of Pranya, and with a wave of her sleeves with all her might, she swept the tea cup she had just drunk to the ground, along with the cup and tray.

The white tea cup fell to the ground in an instant, making a crisp sound, shattering into two halves, and the tea dregs spilled all over the ground. The tray flew to the side, and was now buckled upside down on the ground.

"You, actually poisoned, Pranya, very good, you are very good. Weak water held back the dizziness and burst out from between his teeth. Sweat broke out on her forehead, but the anger in her eyes kept burning.