Chapter 155: The Case of Bing Jian's Hidden Corpse Part 12

When Mu Yirong heard Seocho's words, Tie Qing's face gradually turned green, as if a layer of rust had grown.

He was sorry again for laughing at Mu Yixing for not being able to get Seocho, and admired Mu Yixing's willpower for not strangling her when she was so angry that Seocho jumped to her feet.

Prince Nineteen almost stopped laughing, and praised Seocho for being funny, but he repeatedly stated that he liked women and had no interest in rough old men at all.

The nineteenth prince said that he also made an example, if Mu Yirong and Ruicao let him choose, even if Mu Yirong took the whole world and said that he wanted to marry him, he would definitely choose to go to beggar with Ruicao to ask for food.

Mu Yirong's expression was still very ugly and glared at the Nineteenth Prince: "Lord, I advise you not to talk too much!"

The Nineteenth Prince glared at Mu Yirong in horror, with a look of disbelief: "What, do you really want to marry this king with this world?"

"What kind of crime is it to beat the prince, why did I forget it for a while!"

Seeing Mu Yirong's clenched fist, the Nineteenth Prince stopped joking and turned back to the topic. He also heard a rumor that might be related to the death of the crane.

When Mu Yirong heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, urging the nineteenth prince not to sell Guanzi, and hurriedly said.

The nineteenth prince hugged Naqiao and asked him how to repay Mu Yirong for telling him such an important clue?

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Seocho's body.

Mu Yirong's eyebrows twitched slightly, but then he smiled and took a sip of tea.

"Does the prince want to invite the chief of the Seocho Pavilion to your mansion as a guest?"

"It's worthy of being my good brother, and I guessed the king's mind at once. I think Seocho Pavilion is very interesting, and I want to invite her to my house to see some interesting things. ”

"I agree, and I think Chief Ruicao Pavilion will gladly accept the invitation. It's just that I'm worried that the prince hasn't heard what happened when she went to Lu Mansion to be a guest in Concubine Xian's palace before. ”

When Mu Yirong said this, he was smiling and his voice was calm from beginning to end, but the Nineteenth Prince heard the threat from his tone.

The nineteenth prince who opened the topic, he straightened the crooked building again, and no longer sold the guanzi, and there were rumors that the crane was in love with the young and beautiful crane, and he made the name of "Father".

Therefore, he seriously suspected that it was Yimei's jealousy and hatred that killed Heming.

Mu Yirong thought that the speculation of the Nineteenth Prince was very unreliable, so the Nineteenth Prince asked for the opinion of Ruicao, who thought about it very seriously and nodded: "There is indeed such a story recorded in the book. ”

Mu Yirong glared at Ruicao: "What kind of messy books do you read?"

"The merry and talented woman plays the beauty, the lover is looking for a lover under the plane tree, and the mandarin duck is ......"

Before Seocho's words were finished, he was interrupted by Mu Yirong with a black face, and the nineteenth prince had already leaned back and smiled and called Seocho a treasure, if Mu Yirong didn't have any ideas, he would take it back to the house.

Mu Yirong didn't pay attention to the two, and called Xiao Er to settle the account, and the nineteenth prince took out the money bag first, and said to Seocho with a smile: "Seocao girl, even if this king gives up his life, he will invite you to come over the mansion as a guest." At that time, for the sake of the king's sincerity, do not refuse. ”

After speaking, he immediately added: "There is a Buddha jumping over the wall that you like, and you can eat as much as you want." ”

Seocho stared at the big round eyes and nodded immediately, and said that he would also invite the Nineteenth Prince to be a guest on her mountain another day, and the Nineteenth Prince smiled and asked Seocho where her mountain was, but Seocho was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mu Yirong.

"After a while, when you arrive at the Immortal Master Temple, you two are not allowed to speak casually. ”

Prince Nineteen said with a smile that he would definitely obey Mu Yirong's arrangement and not speak casually.

Mu Yirong looked at Seocho, and Seocho replied, I don't like to talk.

The Immortal Master Temple is located in Huaiyuanfang in the south of the West City, the incense is prosperous, and there is an endless stream of people who come and go to the incense to ask the hexagram.

However, today's place was empty, only two or three little Taoist children, selling incense and candles in the courtyard.

In the main hall, the statues of the two people are lifelike, and it can be seen that the craftsman has spent a lot of thought to show some details vividly.

The incense in front of the case was continuous, and the smoke was filled, adding a bit of fairy aura to the statues of the two protectors.

On the table were fresh fruits, full of bright colors, and a variety of pastries nearly a meter high, all dotted with cinnabar and red dots on them.

Seocho stared at the tribute intently, saliva flowed out at once, and unconsciously bypassed the pilgrim kneeling on the ground, and approached the confession, but was immediately grabbed by Mu Yirong's arm.

"You've just eaten. ”

"It's an offering, it's different. ”

"What's the difference?"

Seocho wanted to tell Mu Yirong that the fruits offered by the people with their pious hearts could help her recover her body energy more effectively.

But if he wants to understand as a mortal, he has no choice but to give up!

The Nineteenth Prince looked at the little Taoist boy who was very busy selling incense and candles, and exclaimed: "The money of the pilgrims here is really easy to earn." ”

After speaking, he looked at Mu Yirong and asked, "Yirong, do you say that these two Protector Immortal Masters are richer than the household department?"

After the nineteenth prince said this, he didn't wait for Mu Yirong to answer, so he smiled and suggested: "Yirong, why don't the two of us set up a stall in the future and tell people to tell fortunes!"

Of the ten sentences that came out of the mouth of the nineteenth prince, eight of them did not need to be listened to, and the other two did not need to be paid much attention to.

Mu Yirong looked at the nineteen princes who had been peeking into the merit box, and stared at the tribute in his eyes and couldn't pull out the Seocho, and sighed deeply.

These two people are even more difficult to bring than the two brothers Hou Hu and Hou Monkey who were not convinced to do things under his hands back then!

Mu Yirong shook his head helplessly, called a little Taoist boy, and asked him to go to the back to make a sound, and said that the nineteenth prince and the official of Dali Temple had come to visit.

Seocho turned her head, just in time to see Mu Yirong's sigh in her eyes, and after struggling to glance at the tribute on the table again, she reached out and patted Mu Yirong's shoulder.

"Don't worry, I won't rob them of their tribute, if the sixteenth prince wants to rob them of their incense money, I will beat him for you. ”

The thoughtfulness that Seocho took the initiative to express made Mu Yirong's eyes smile, he didn't realize that he had changed a little bit about Seocho in his heart, and now Seocho shouldn't have noticed that he was changing a little bit.

The two little Taoist boys standing behind the incense and candle stalls had been staring vigilantly at the Nineteenth Prince and Seocho, because one had been wandering around the hall, looking like a thief stepping on a little bit, and the other woman, although she was wearing official clothes, had a pair of eyes staring at the tribute on the case, like a beggar who had not eaten a full meal on the street for several days, and it was really suspicious.

Mu Yirong, who was waiting for the passage, had never felt so embarrassed, he quietly distanced himself from Seocho and Prince Nineteen, pretending not to know the two.