Three hours later, Mu Qing put away his sword.

The lightning fast bamboo sword shot out from the bamboo forest with the momentum of breaking bamboo, and returned to the Tianxuan Zheng steadily.

Mu Qingjue tasted tea without moving, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

Outsiders say that the third son of the Mutian clan is heartless and ruthless, but they don't know that he will be able to compress five hours of training to three hours, or even shorter, when his brother is looking for him.

He thought he still had a heart.

When Mu Qingyan stepped into the White Jade Pavilion again, he had already changed into a white dress.

Mu Qingjue poured him a cup of tea and smiled: "Three young people, please." ”

Mu Qingyan sat down beside him, picked up the tea and took a sip, "Not bad." ”

"That's nature. Mu Qingjue accepted with a smile, there is good tea, and there must be good tea art, otherwise it will ruin the tea, not to mention, and ruin the mood.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qingyan put down the teacup and looked at him.

"How about changing your name to Hongmeiju?" Mu Qingjue's eyes fell on the small red plum tree in the courtyard, no, after a night, it seemed to have become a big red plum tree that was growing well.

"Not how. ”

"Tsk. Mu Qingjue smiled, "It's boring." ”

"The little seedlings grew overnight, you won't pull out the seedlings to help them grow, right?!" Mu Qingjue's heart moved, and he 'finally' discovered what kind of changes had happened to today's Killing Bamboo Residence.

The little red plum tree in the Killing Bamboo Residence was suddenly there one day thirteen years ago, because it can survive tenaciously in the Killing Bamboo Residence, it has become a big 'divine object' in the Killing Bamboo Residence, and it has also become the object of worship for those who can't enter the Killing Bamboo Residence in Mu God's Mansion, but the strange thing is that the little red plum tree is day after day, Year after year, it remained the same, once made Mu Qingjue think it was a fake flower, and after it was confirmed to be true, he felt that it was an illusion, and he tinkered with it for a while, and then he tried countless ways to make the little red plum tree grow a little, and he was frustrated for a long time.

Fortunately, in the end, he finally found the crux of the problem.

Mu Qingyan looked at him without saying a word.

"Okay, it seems that the soul body has been unified! I originally wanted to tell you to try the soul locking jade to see if I could lock her soul to the body, but now it seems that it is not needed. Mu Qingjue felt a trace of regret in her heart, this was solved by herself, and she couldn't watch Mu Sanshao work hard for this matter anymore.

"Just for that?"

Mu Qingjue came here, naturally not for this 'trivial matter', he immediately said: "Have you heard the news of the violent death of Prince Gong Yu recently?"

Mu Qing's face turned cold, "When did it happen?"

"Seven days ago, it came out of the Heavenly Domain, and the specific person is still being traced. Mu Qingjue felt the temperature in the White Jade Pavilion drop sharply, and sighed in his heart, and he didn't know why he was so concerned about the matter of Tianyu City.

"Is there any news from Concubine Lu?"

Mu Qingjue didn't answer and asked: "If something really happens to Tianyu City, and Concubine Lu is out, is there still a life?"

"If it weren't for her, how could there be a 'rumor' in the Heavenly Domain that Prince Gong Yu had died violently. Mu Qing said coldly.

Mu Qingjue pursed her lips and smiled: "Sanshao, I don't have a good impression of Concubine Lu, so I draw conclusions in vain, and I'm not afraid of wronging people." ”

"Hmph. Mu Qing snorted coldly and did not answer.

"The little prince attaches great importance to Prince Kong, no matter whether Prince Kongyu has an accident or not, I am afraid that he will make a fuss for a while. Mu Qingjue said with a headache.

After what happens in the future, Mu Qingjue will feel how unreliable it is to use the word "noisy" to describe the little prince.

"This is a matter of the Heavenly Domain, what does it have to do with you. ”

This sentence almost directly said that Mu Qingjue was salty and eating radishes and didn't worry about it, Mu Qingjue smiled when he heard this, if he really made a fuss, the person who wanted to trouble him was definitely not him, so he wouldn't say it and slap someone's face.

"Tianyu now suspects that the disappearance of the little prince has something to do with Tianyu City, if you can't find the little prince's ......" The latter words, Mu Qingjue didn't continue, but Mu Qingjue understood what he wanted to express, if the little prince couldn't find it again, Tianyu would have an excuse to send troops to Tianyu City!

"Isn't it true that the people of the Heavenly Domain coveted Tianyu City and deliberately hid the little prince!"

It's obviously a rhetorical question, but in such an affirmative and sarcastic tone, are you really the act of Gao Leng Yanxian, who has cut off seven emotions and six desires?!

Mu Sanshao, wake up, Tianyu City does not have a peerless sword, nor does it have a peerless sword technique, you don't have to be so strong to "protect your short"!

No, you've forgotten that you're the third son of the Mutian God Clan!

......

Mu Qingjue complained frantically in her heart, her face was still the cold and arrogant fourth son, and she would never be moved by foreign things.

There is a reason for that. Mu Qingjue nodded seriously as he spoke, he leaned over and approached Mu Qingjue, and said in a low voice: "Tianyu poured dirty water on Tianyu City, should we take a handle and splash it again?"

Mu Qing's eyelids lifted and her chin bowed.

Laugh at!

Mu Qingjue sneered in her heart and said, "In this way, I will hand it over to Ben Shao." ”

"Hmm. ”

Feign!

Before Mu Qingjue left, she rolled her eyes at him indecently in her heart.

Mu Qing's eyes unexpectedly fell on the red plum tree in the courtyard, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the evening breeze blows——

In the bright room, there was a sound of rushing water in the screen, and after a while, I saw Mu Qing wearing black hair and wearing a white underwear walking out, he stood in front of the window, looking at the red plum tree in the yard, I don't know when, on the branches of the red plum tree, quietly bloomed a delicate plum blossom.

Turned around, walked out of the door, came to the red plum tree in the yard, he stretched out his bony and slender hand, gently stroked this little plum blossom, cold eyes slowly emerged a smile, like a spring breeze, the warm winter sun, people warm to the heart, can not be dissolved for a long time.

He leaned over, leaned his head up, kissed softly, straightened up and withdrew his hand, and the moment he turned around, the frost covered his face again, as if he had never smiled.

Mu Qing died in the inner room, lying on the bed, her eyes closed, and after a while, steady breathing came out.

The red plum under the moonlight, swaying gently, the light purple fluorescence of the stars, lingering the red plum, like a girl in the flower elf, floating on the red plum tree.

The soft black and shiny black hair, a part of the hair is braided with a red rope, braided into a string of plum blossoms, pinned to one side, and pinned at the end of a lifelike snow-falling red plum hairpin.

Obsidian-like eyes, full of water, thick curly black eyelashes fluttering, playful and cute.

The crimson cheeks, the fleshy and soft, the slightly pursed small mouth, pink and tender, as delicious as jelly.

She wore a plum-red wide-sleeved gold-trimmed shirt on her upper body, a chezi embroidered with red plums inside, a concubine red high-waisted skirt leaning down to cover her delicate jade feet, and a playful cink bow tied around her waist with a belt.

She jumped down from the red plum tree, jumped into the room from the window, and her pink and small feet gently stepped on the smooth white jade slab, and ran into the inner room with a puff of smoke.

She cautiously lay on the side of the bed, blinking her big eyes, staring at the sleeping Mu Qingdi, her eyes slowly condensed on his thin lips, as if she remembered something, her little face was flushed, and her eyes became erratic.

She stretched out her little hand with baby fat, lingering when she wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it, and finally touched his lips gently, her eyes widened, and she caressed it carefully with joy, warm and soft.

Eyebrows and eyes crooked and smiled, withdrew his hand, leaned forward with his body and leaned forward, the little pink lips were straight on the two lips, staring at the handsome face close at hand, the big eyes blinked, stretched out the little fragrant tongue and licked his little pink lips, and there was a sweet feeling.

She straightened up, tilted her head in thought, crept onto the bed, stepped over him, and slowly lay on her side, only a line away from him.

I don't know how long it has been, looking at Mu Qing's death with his eyes open, his eyelids are fighting, he can't hold his heavy eyelids, and finally his eyes are closed and he falls asleep.

Mu Qing, who had been lying on the bed and had not moved, opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were bright, he turned over, gently hugged the person next to him into his arms, and with a wave of his hand, the brocade was covered by the two of them.

Faced with the last time she appeared was a weak and innocent beautiful girl, and the next time she appeared, she became a delicate and pink little girl, he didn't seem to have any doubts, as if everything was expected.

As the night passed, the sky was bright, the night pearl in the room was shining, and the people on the bed gradually became transparent.

When the last ray of sunlight shone on the red plum tree in the early morning, Mu Qing's arms were empty, and the fairy-like playful and lovely person was like a dream last night, waking up from the dawn, everything was empty.

Mu Qingfu opened his eyes, stared at the front with deep eyes, and after a while, he turned over and got up, dressed and washed, came to the window, glanced at the red plum tree that was growing well, and left.