Chapter 200: The Lower Part Ten of the Ice Hidden Corpse Case

Cheng Yuanxiang repeatedly assured Mu Yirong and the Nineteenth Prince that in the future, there would never be another thrilling thing like last night in his mansion.

Mu Yirong asked Cheng Yuanxiang not to care too much, and the nineteenth prince said with a smile that life should have to go through all kinds of exciting and adventurous things in order to have a good life.

After the nineteenth prince finished speaking, he saw that Mu Yirong's face didn't seem to be very good, so he smiled and hugged Yuhuaxian and invited everyone to sit down and eat.

It's just that as soon as the itchy buttocks of the nineteenth prince hit the stool, he immediately asked Mu Yirong, where do you plan to start first?

All the people at the table, except for Seocho, who was staring at the plate, all looked at Mu Yirong in unison.

Mu Yirong eats with his head bored, does not say anything about food, and does not discuss business when eating.

The nineteenth prince, who rolled his eyes, asked Mu Yirong, who came at the dinner table last night to inquire about the case?

Mu Yirong said solemnly that he had already finished eating before he started to ask about the case, and the nineteenth prince couldn't help but roll his eyes again, saying that he hadn't eaten yet.

Mu Yirong said disapprovingly, "I am not active in eating, and I have a problem with my brain", which was strongly recognized by Seocho.

At this time, a subordinate of Cheng Mansion walked in with a boiled soothing decoction, Liu Qingyan immediately got up and took it when he saw it, and brought it to Seocho with a smile: "Chivalrous girl, drink the soothing soup, you have to take good care of your body." ”

Seocho smiled and thanked Liu Qingyan for her concern, and was about to take the decoction when Mu Yirong suddenly sneezed, and his elbow hit Liu Qingyan's waist at once.

Liu Qingyan's body suddenly crooked, and the decoction in his hand spilled out at once, fortunately, Seocho flashed quickly, otherwise he would have been burned.

Liu Qingyan and Seocho were all taken aback, and the Nineteenth Prince couldn't help but blame Mu Yirong for being so careless, what if he burned someone?

Mu Yirong glanced at the soup bowl that fell to the ground and was broken into eight petals, as well as the black decoction, and said disapprerovitously: "I will investigate the case in a while, where can I still have energy after drinking the soothing soup." ”

After Mu Yirong finished speaking, he looked at Seocho and asked her if she had eaten enough?

As soon as Seocho was about to shake his head, Mu Yirong preemptively said, "Let's leave when you're full!"

Mu Yirong stood up sharply, saw that Seocho was still sitting, and looked at the food on the table, and immediately grabbed her and walked out.

When the nineteenth prince saw it, he shook the fan helplessly and got up, and Yuhuaxian also wanted to stand up, but the nineteenth prince pressed his shoulder with a fan.

"Beauty is not suitable for running outside, and it is not good to hurt the delicate face in the wind and sun. ”

Yu Huaxian looked at the Nineteenth Prince with some emotion, nodded slightly, and said that she was waiting for the Nineteenth Prince to come back in the house.

The nineteenth prince shook his fan and walked out with a graceful smile, and Liu Qingyan ignored her father Liu Shicheng's obstruction, and immediately followed out.

When the scorching sun was in the sky, the speed at which the Nineteenth Prince shook the folding fan became a little faster, and he walked side by side with Mu Yirong, with Seocho and Liu Qingyan falling behind.

The Nineteenth Prince glanced at Seocho and Liu Qingyan, who were laughing in the rear, and asked Mu Yirong what he should tell him now, where are they going?

"Let's go to the Wei Mansion first. ”

Mu Yirong replied to this sentence, then glanced around, and saw that there were not many pedestrians on the path, so he lowered his voice and asked the Nineteenth Prince, did you find out any information from Yuhuaxian last night?

The Nineteenth Prince tapped Mu Yirong's shoulder with a fan: "Yirong, do you regard this king as a trick to sell his hue in exchange for information?"

Mu Yirong glanced at the nineteenth prince: "You are cheap and good!"

The nineteenth prince shook the folding fan lightly, looked at Mu Yirong with a smile, and said with a teasing tone: "Yirong, you said that this king has never punished you for the crime of despising the royal family, is it because this king likes you too much?"

Mu Yirong frowned: "Don't divert the topic, I'll ask the Yuhua Immortal ......"

"Well, the king knows. However, who is your temperament like Yirong, so impatient. This king and Yuhua Daogu were frank and honest, where was she willing to confide in this king. However, this king can see that she really wants to go to the capital. ”

After the nineteenth prince finished speaking, he changed the topic again with a worried face: "Yirong, you let this king say something good about you." If you have time, pay more attention to the women around you. What a good girl she is in Liufu, even if you don't like people, don't always let her get off the stage in public!"

"I didn't. ”

The sixteenth prince was speechless for a straight man like Mu Yirong, and said that if Mu Yirong didn't like Liu Qingyan, he would make it clear to her.

"I made it clear to her. ”

The nineteenth prince almost dropped his jaw in shock: "You really rejected people bluntly." But with your personality, too, you don't like to drag mud and water. But I see that Miss Liufu is infatuated with you, and she still has some skills, I'm afraid she won't die for you for a while. ”

Mu Yirong's eyes were fixed on the Nineteenth Prince: "Don't divert the topic, what did you hear from Yuhua Immortal?"

The Nineteenth Prince put on a look of inadversibility and shrugged his shoulders: "You abrasive little goblin. Well, this king confessed, Yuhuaxian said that she did have a relationship with the dead Heming Daoist, and it was very unpleasant. Therefore, Daoist Heming did not say goodbye at the beginning, and she also felt that it was very normal. Yu Huaxian also said that everyone might suspect that the death of Daoist Heming had something to do with her, but she assured the king that she definitely did not kill Daoist Heming. ”

Mu Yirong raised his eyebrows: "Do you believe it?"

"You know that this king has always believed in women's words. ”

"Then you take her to the capital and help her with your wishes. ”

"As long as Yuhua Daogu speaks, this king will naturally not refuse. ”

Mu Yirong glanced at the Nineteenth Prince deeply and didn't say anything more, because the Nineteenth Prince has always spoken with mixed truths and falsehoods, and his temperament is also capricious, and you can never understand what is going on in his head.

Liu Qingyan, who was left behind, held Seocho's arm with both hands and confessed her heart to her, saying that she was happy with Mu Yirong and asked Seocho to help her say some good things.

And she could see that Mu Yirong also liked her, but because of the constraints of etiquette, he didn't dare to boldly confess to her in front of people.

Ruicao felt that Mu Yirong's temperament was indeed a little wooden, but suddenly remembered that Mu Yirong was cheeky and refreshing when he expressed his heart to her, and suddenly at this moment, she understood a word, called "embarrassment".

Mu Yirong is not an emotionless pimple, but he is clear-minded, very stingy with feelings, and only shows his feelings to the person he likes.

It's just that Ruicao, who is dedicated to the Tao, doesn't have any thoughts about Mu Yirong.

Therefore, even though she knew that Mu Yirong was indifferent to Liu Qingyan and was interesting to her, when facing Liu Qingyan's request, she still nodded her head as before, and said that she also felt that Liu Qingyan and Mu Yirong were very compatible, and they had that husband and wife.

Liu Qingyan put her arms around Seocho with an innocent face, saying that she believed in Seocho the most and would never lie to her.