Quick Wear: What to do, he loves the crazy evil god

Mu Ci: “……?”

"No, will this poison affect his butt?"

Ahri: "...That's not the case."

It seems that Helan Yanzhuo is not that crazy, he just wants to touch it and see?

Mu Ci thought sadly about his egg again, "Ah Li, my egg, will he come back in the next small world?"

Ahri: "Of course! Don't worry!"

Qixiang came in carrying water for washing his face, followed by a maid who was carrying something to rinse his mouth and holding his two sets of clothes, one set was a scarlet court robe, and the other was a dark blue long gown with silver silk brocade.

"Master, the prince is very considerate. He sent someone to the Master's residence early in the morning to have his clothes delivered."

Mu Ci changed into dark casual clothes, and Qi Xiang skillfully helped him tie up his hair and put on the jade crown.

"Qi Xiang, you are so skilled at serving people that it makes me feel distressed. Were you a servant before you became a system developer?"

Qi Xiang said proudly, "How can I be a servant? I learned this by serving Ahri!"

Mu Ci:?

"Do you have a story with Ali?"

Qi Xiang lowered his head shyly and cleaned the table. "Ali and I are good friends..."

Seeing that Qixiang was unwilling to say more, he didn't ask any more questions.

When I left the house, I saw Helan Yanzhuo, dressed in dark clothes, practicing sword in the yard.

The afterimage of the sword carried sword energy, and wherever the move went, the surrounding leaves and flowers were shaken.

His eyes are sharp, his body is agile, he is graceful yet wild, his sword skills are unpredictable, and his sword light is as fast as lightning.

When Mu Ci was watching with fascination, he suddenly turned the sword and attacked Mu Ci.

In an instant, Mu Cixin's heart was in his throat. Before his brain could react, his body had already made an evasive reaction.

He leaned back nimbly, and as the sword passed over his face, he suddenly grasped the wrist holding the sword with his right hand, went around Helan Yanzhuo's side, and swept it across his calf.

In a flash, Mu Ci had no time to think. He relied entirely on the original owner's muscle memory to respond frantically.

There was an injury on his shoulder, after all, it was not the original owner's. After a few moves, Mu Ci was forced to lose his balance by Helan Yanzhuo's sword and was about to fall to the ground, but he was picked up by the waist.

Mu Ci looked up at this handsome face. The pair of peach blossom eyes were looking at him affectionately. With the sexy thin lips and the high nose bridge, it felt like Helan Yanzhuo was glowing all over. He was so beautiful.

"Ahem!" Ahri's warning voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, "Mu Ci, you're about to drool."

Mu Ci woke up as if from a dream, stood up quickly, closed his mouth and stopped the drooling that was about to fall.

Beauty is misleading.

Then, I realized it later and felt ecstatic again.

I’m so powerful that I can take so many moves!

Helan Yanzhuo was very happy with Mu Ci's appearance just now. He threw the sword to Leng Jiang and took the handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"I was so excited just now that I forgot that the governor was still injured. I am sorry for the rudeness."

Mu Ci straightened his sleeves, expressionless, "Your Majesty really thinks too highly of me. Even if I hadn't been injured, I would still not be your opponent."

As he spoke, he became really unhappy and looked directly at Helan Yanzhuo, "Are you going to kill me, Prince?"

Mu Ci felt inexplicably angry. If he were Du Zai, he would never fight with him when he was injured.

Even though he knew that he and Helan Yanzhuo had only known each other for one day.

He seemed to be trapped in a vicious circle of unconscious comparison. When he realized this, he felt powerless and annoyed.

Still feeling aggrieved.

When Helan Yanzhuo saw that Mu Ci was really angry, he also realized that the joke had gone too far.

His original intention was to play a few tricks on Mu Ci so that he would have a chance to get closer to him.

The lady is angry, you need to comfort her quickly!

Helan Yanzhuo took a step forward, directly held Mu Ci's hand, and said sincerely, "Don't be angry, Lord Governor, I was wrong, and I didn't think it through. I promise I won't do it again!"

Seeing Mu Ci pull his hand back again, not saying anything or looking at him, he knew he was still angry.

He sighed lightly and spoke hesitantly.

"I have never had any friends since I was a child. For so many years, I have practiced sword alone. No one has ever practiced sword with me. Today, it is rare that someone is watching, and he is the second best master in the martial arts world. I can't help but want to fight with the governor, but I didn't expect to make the governor angry."

As he said that, he stretched out his index finger and hooked it around Mu Ci's little finger, shaking it gently, like a poor little thing who had done something wrong.

"Master Governor, please don't be angry. You can punish me however you want."

Leng Jiang on the side opened his eyes wide and held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand.

Your Majesty, would you mind looking at what you are saying?

It's obvious that you often force us subordinates to practice like crazy!

And with your attitude, do you look like a proper prince?

Mu Ci is the kind of person who responds to soft words and not to hard ones. When Helan Yanzhuo spoke of him in such a pitiful way, his heart softened immediately.

Although his tone was still a little angry, he was reluctant to let go of the hand that was hooked.

"Your Highness, if you want to practice swordplay, you can wait until I am better. No sneak attacks from now on!"

If we attack him again, he will be exposed.

Seeing that the other person had given in, he began to press further.

"To show my sincerity, I will serve breakfast to the Lord Governor!"

Having said that, without giving anyone a chance to refuse, he took the person to the dining room in a wheelchair.

"I can eat by myself, my right hand is fine!"

In the dining room, the two looked at each other with peach blossom eyes. Helan Yanzhuo was holding a bowl and a spoonful of porridge, and they were in a stalemate.

Qixiang's eyes were shining with excitement.

The daily life of Lord Du Zai and Lord Mu Ci is so sweet!

Helan Yanzhuo started hesitating again, "Master, you asked Qixiang to feed you yesterday, but you don't want me to feed you today. Do you think I can't serve you well? You still don't want to forgive me."

Mu Ci sighed, "I'll eat."

Leng Jiang watched his own prince serving others and was happy like a fool. It was really disgusting!

He retreated silently and dragged Qixiang away.

Seeing Helan Yanzhuo's attentiveness and consideration, Mu Ci went from being repulsed at first to enjoying it.

The morning light shone through the window onto Mu Ci's shoulders, sprinkling on his long silver hair and trembling eyelashes, bringing a layer of sacred beauty.

Helan Yanzhuo's peach blossom eyes filled with stars looked at the person in front of him with greed, and his movements became more gentle.

The room is quiet, bright and beautiful, and the two people are as intimate and natural as a couple.

This is the feeling he wants.

Helan Yanzhuo sighed inwardly.

"I'll go back home after breakfast. I'm fine now, so I won't bother you any more."

He wanted to go back and practice martial arts, and also had to go over the plot with Ali.

Helan Yanzhuo's smiling eyes dimmed in an instant, and he looked at Mu Ci aggrievedly.

"Does the Governor hate me so much? It's rare to meet a friend in all these years, but I didn't expect to be..."

"I don't, I don't hate you." Mu Ci interrupted him quickly, "I am the supervisor of the West Factory. It's not good to be like this in your house."

"Then you stay here to recover, and leave when you are better!"

"You can only stay one more day at most."

"Okay, let's talk about it later."

Helan Yanzhuo smiled brightly again.

Mu Ci didn't realize that he had been controlled without knowing it.

"Your Highness pretended to have a leg disease and couldn't walk this time, but do you suspect someone is framing you?"

Mu Ci knew that it was the prince who framed him, and he also guessed that with Helan Yanzhuo's methods, he must have asked someone to investigate his background and knew that he had been working for the emperor on the surface over the years, but was actually the prince's bootlicker and lackey.

Since he wants to save his man, mutual trust is a prerequisite.