Chapter 132: Sima Qing Asks to See
Shuoxue Palace.
Su Mu has basically recovered completely at this moment.
I have to say that with enough resources, the recovery speed of the Wood Spirit Body is really amazing.
But this also basically depleted the spirit stones on Su Mu's body.
"Su Gongzi!"
Suddenly, Wang Yang's voice came from outside the hospital.
After the Dan killing order was issued, there was something Wang Yang directly came to Su Mu by himself to reduce the possibility of news spreading.
"Elder Wang, what's the matter?"
Su Mu stood up, walked out, and saw Wang Yang standing in front of the door with a smile.
"Someone wants to see you. β
"Who?"
Su Mu was very strange, he came to Prince Shuoxue's mansion by himself, and no one should know.
Because of Li Shuangshuang's apprenticeship, except for himself and a few people who listened to Wang Yangji, basically no one knew.
What outsiders know is that they only cured Li Shuangshuang's illness by themselves.
But this kind of relationship is not enough for Prince Shuoxue's mansion to risk offending the Danshi Association to cover himself.
"Sima Qing. β
Su Mu knew that guy's words were not surprising.
Because he is too familiar with his own style of acting.
......
Royal Cruises.
Shuoxue Wangfu has an inner lake.
This lake is more than ten miles long and wide, and it is already the largest inner lake in the entire Chang'an.
This is the honor of Prince Shuoxue.
"How, I don't know if these fruits are appetizing?"
On the cruise, Su Mu and Sima Qing sat opposite each other.
Between the two is a small wooden table.
In the center of the wooden table, three silver plates.
On top are washed fruits and vegetables.
Fresh oranges, even the white strands on top are removed one by one. It is carefully arranged in the shape of a lotus flower. In the center is a small figure carved from the three-grade elixir.
The watermelon is carved into a bowl by the best knife chef and filled with precious fruit that is sold in two.
The last dish is the sashimi.
The fresh belly of the linyu is strong and tender, cut into small slices as thin as cicada wings, and sprinkled with expensive sweet dew tea, which is full of color and aroma.
In the corner of the table, there is a lit incense burner.
Inside is moon fish fat, which brings up a refreshing flavor from burning.
The pure white smoke was even more wafting between the two, and the fairy spirit was clear.
"The eighth master is in love. β
Sima Qing's eyes trembled.
You can enjoy this treatment in the Shuoxue Prince's Mansion......
What does he have to do with Prince Shuoxue!
Su Mu chuckled, picked up a piece of yusheng, slowly tasted the sweet taste, and didn't speak.
This is the way life should be!
With Sima Qing's visit, Su Mu also rarely rested.
Why was Su Mu able to convince Sima Qing?
It's not just the ones who were beaten!
There are many people who can beat Sima Qing, but I haven't seen him so convinced!
And in addition to being able to beat him, Su Mu also threw Sima Qing a few streets away in terms of his taste!
Su Mu was born with a golden soup spoon in his mouth.
When he was born, Su Ziyin was the lord of Yunzhou.
As the eldest son, he is the little marquis!
In Yunzhou, which son dares to argue with him?
In addition, he is amazingly talented and deeply loved, and he has been clothed and fed since he was a child.
Even if they come to Chang'an, the Su family is also the third prince and the great Sima, one person is above ten thousand people!
Before his father's disappearance, he was also in the limelight.
If it weren't for the abnormal change in soul power at that time, he would have become a waste. Even if his father is missing, he is still a celestial pride!
When it comes to enjoyment, Su Mu is also first-class!
Especially when it comes to food, it's an absolute glutton!
And seeing Su Mufeng eating yusheng lightly, Sima Qing couldn't help but sigh.
The eighth master is the eighth master!
That's a Dan Kill Order!
Even if it is placed on the head of the Heart Lamp Monk, it is enough to cut off the path of cultivation, and the sky will collapse!
But the appearance of the eighth master is not the same as nothing!
How to live or how to live!
"That...... Eighth Master, I came to you for something. β
Say. β
"You know the ram splits, right?"
"Hear me, Prince Liang, right?"
"Well, that's right. β
Sima Qing's eyes were a little cold, he rubbed his hands, and said, "I want to ask the eighth master to teach him a lesson." β
When Su Mu heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "Why?"
Immediately afterwards, Sima Qing told Su Mu about the ram splitting the ring.
Su Mu said lightly: "Okay, hit, but I'm from Yunzhou, not from Chang'an." What are you looking for me to do with this kind of thing?"
Su Mu laughed and said, "You are not an eventful person, I guess, the ram cracked on your head, right?"
"Childe Mingjian. β
Sima Qing's face was slightly embarrassed, and he said, "But that ram crack is to marry Princess Dongling!"
"What's my business?"
Sima Qing leaned forward slightly and said, "I heard my father say that His Majesty didn't agree, and the reason given was that Princess Dongling once had a marriage contract!"
When Su Mu heard this, his brows moved.
When Sima Qing saw it, he hurriedly said: "Eighth Master, in addition to what Your Majesty said to your father Yunzhonghou at the court meeting after the sacrifice to the heavens, you are very compatible with the princess, and you can be a family member, but there is no promise about Princess Dongling!"
Su Mu's voice was indifferent: "What do you mean, that ram crack is the woman who robbed me?"
"No, no, where is he worthy!"
Sima Qing waved his hand again and again.
"That's right, Sima Qing, come to provoke this son?"
Su Mu flicked his fingers!
A piece of orange bursts out in an instant!
Syllable!
The orange petal slapped directly on Sima Qing's cheek, knocking him on the heel and flipping him to the ground!
Su Mu sneered and said lightly: "Sima Qing, you really should call the eighth master a few times, you are my friend?"
"You don't look at what you are!"
"I have nothing to do all day long, so I do some disgusting things like stuffing people into animal cages to watch. You are also worthy of being called the eighth master of this son?"
Sima Qing got up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and was stunned after listening to Su Mu's words.
"When you encounter something, you will only use some small means to find a helper?"
"Being praised by the group of trash around you, do you really think you are the first fool?"
"Stupid!"
"Get out!"
Sima Qing trembled, hugged his fist towards Su Mu's hazy cheek behind the smoke, jumped directly into the water, and swam towards the shore.
Su Mu's voice came faintly: "Let me hear again that you fed people to demon beasts, and I castrated you." β
Sima Qing in the water trembled, and slipped away without looking back.
Su Mu watched him gradually wander away.
"This kid has a lot of talent. β
The voice of the Spirit Tribulation Ancestor came faintly.
"I know that his brother is one level higher than him, and he can't beat him. Because of this, his elder brother has hated him since he was a child, and he has been tossing a lot. β
Su Mu ate the spirit fruit and said, "This kid, that's it." was forced by his family to distort his heart a little. The guy in Dasikong is bent on studying power, and in order to avoid suspicion, he hardly lets Sima Qing do anything, but he doesn't care about his private life. On the third day I came to Chang'an, I heard that he bought back seven girls from the Qingguan. After getting tired of playing, stuff the seven people into the beast cage, and then little by little loosen the rope that tied the demon beast at the other end. Tell them to fight each other, and if six die before the rope is loosened, then the remaining one will live. β
In the end, after the real battle was out, he told the cage that the woman in the cage who had broken flesh and skin, was bitten off by others, tore off large pieces of flesh and skin, and wailed with tears on her faceβthe rope of the demon beast was impossible to stop as soon as it was released. β
Su Mu's eyes pierced through the mist, looked at Sima Qing, who had already landed, and said lightly: "This is just one of his various perverts, he is a brute." β
So I beat him twice in three days. β
"Isn't he boring?"
"Every day in addition to being beaten is to recuperate, isn't it boring?"
"At that time...... Probably ten years old, right?"
Su Mu looked at Sima Qing's figure slowly walking away, and said, "I'm quite surprised that he can come to me this time." When he saw me on weekdays, he wished he had oil on the soles of his feet. This time he was able to come to me for a dead man, and he could only say that he had taken a small step from being a brute to a man. β
"Or maybe he was beaten out of his feelings by you?"
Su Mu listened to the words of the Spirit Raider Ancestor and laughed: "Who knows." β
"If he can be a person and put away those perverted hobbies, maybe Chang'an will have more geniuses. β
"At that time, it doesn't hurt to call me the eighth master and I promise. β
Su Mu said, eating the fruit slowly, enjoying a moment of peace.
As soon as the tea was served, there was a sudden shout from the shore!
"Eighth Prince!
Su Mu saw Su Liao on the shore waving to him, and knew that it was time to act!
Su Mu stepped out of the boat and tread the water.
Behind him, the silver boat is smoky, and the jade plate delicacies are all returned to the lake and the sea.