After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

The main residence of Shengjing has a magnificent gate and is magnificent, showing the majesty and dignity of the palace everywhere. After passing through the gate, turning up the carved jade stairs, and walking through the corridor with precious oil paintings and tapestries on the walls, you will see a gate with the Kabbalah Tree of Life carved on it.

Behind the gate is Mu Guichao's office.

Mu Guichao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the huge fountain in the center of the garden. The fountain water sprayed two or three meters into the air, and the icy water splashed onto the silver-covered grass, sparkling in the afternoon sun.

He held a photo in his hand, and his fingertips pressed hard against the portrait on it. Then he loosened his fingers, and the photo fell onto the carpet woven from the finest silk.

The photo showed Mu Yanchen appearing at Deyan Middle School not long ago.

That kind of noble temperament that can be felt in the photo even when sitting in a wheelchair is something that only the seven sons of the Mu family can achieve.

Duan Luchong just glanced at the crumpled photo and lowered his head respectfully.

Mu Guichao turned around. He seemed to be very casual at all times. At this moment, his loose shirt slipped down, revealing half of his lean shoulders and a large area of ​​graceful chest line. Although he was the real master of the main house and had been unruly since childhood, his face was rather feminine. When he was calm, his eyebrows were curved, giving people a sense of closeness.

But at this moment, staring gloomily at the other photos on the table, one felt a chill down one's spine.

But he perfectly unified the two within himself.

He stretched out his slender fingers and pinched a photo on the table. This was the photo that Duan Lucong had recently received from his informant in H City. It was an electronic file at first, but Duan Lucong was still considerate enough to develop the photo for his immediate superior.

Mu Guichao held the photo in front of Duan Luchong, tilted his face, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Tell me, what is this?"

Duan Luchong only dared to raise his head when he was asked. He took a step back before he could see the contents of the photo clearly.

The photo shows Situ Rui pushing Mu Yanchen in a wheelchair from the front, and in front of them is a man being pinned to the ground by a man in black. The angle of the photo allows only the back of the man's head to be seen, but his appearance cannot be clearly seen. It is impossible to know who he is, but it is not difficult to find out.

"Mu Yanchen left the manor and appeared inside Deyan Middle School. I heard from people present at the time that he punished someone."

"for what?"

Duan Luchong's eyes fell on the scattered photos on the table. He gently flipped through them and found a photo of a girl facing forward. He moved the photo to the position closest to Mu Guichao and tapped it with his fingertips.

“This girl.”

Mu Guichao glanced at the familiar face, his eyes darkened, and he almost laughed out loud, "Mu Yanchen is still the same. The legitimate wife died, and he had to find a dubious one to replace her, and even left the manor for her?"

"What's the origin?"

Duan Luchong knew that Mu Guichao would ask, so he was ready early in the morning, "She is Mu Yanchen's sponsor. Mu Yanchen had been giving her money before and only let her go to the manor once a month, but recently this girl has moved directly into the manor."

Mu Guichao pointed at the photo of Shen Zhao. When he wasn't smiling, he was very different from Sheng Baiyi, but when he smiled, he looked exactly like her. However, in his mind, the image of that person was still clear and could not be replaced by anyone. "He would find some rubbish for himself!"

Mu Guichao didn't seem to want to make a fuss about Shen Zhao. After all, she was just a powerless girl, and it would be easy to make her disappear.

He turned to look at Mu Yanchen's face, "When did he get so much better? Didn't the news you brought back a few days ago say that he was terminally ill?"

There was a knock on the study door. Duan Luchong looked up in the direction of the door. He glanced at the time and said, "Boss, it's time to take the medicine."

Mu Guichao waved his hand.

Duan Luchong obeyed the order and opened the door of the study. He took the medicine bowl handed to him by the maid. The thick black medicine was swaying in the bowl with wisps of white smoke floating above it. The whole study was immediately filled with the bitter smell of medicine.

It made Mu Guichao almost want to vomit.

"Boss, drink your medicine while it's hot." Duan Lu Chong brought the medicine bowl to the desk.

Mu Guichao glanced at the dark brown medicine juice, his lips turned down, and it was obvious that he was extremely resistant, but he still reached out and picked up the medicine bowl, and gulped it down, and the medicine went into his stomach in an instant.

There was a light brown color at the corners of his mouth.

Duan Luchong looked at it with confusion in his eyes. This medicine was developed based on the information in Sheng Baiyi's car. It must be said that Sheng Baiyi was a person at the forefront of medicine. After getting the information back, the research and development team studied it for a while before producing the current prescription, which was indeed effective for Mu Guichao's illness.

Recently, he has had fewer and fewer attacks in the morning, and everything is moving in the right direction. In Mu Guichao's opinion, it seems that his body will be well again soon.

Duan Luchong looked at the photo of Mu Yanchen, whose complexion had obviously improved a lot, and his eyes were full of doubts. He had discovered this problem a long time ago before Mu Guichao asked him, but all the people he sent over had returned empty-handed. He didn't know how Mu Yanchen had the ability to control his illness like Mu Guichao did.

As far as he knew, Zhao Qing had been captured by Li Chengyi, which meant that Mu Yanchen now had no capable people to help him. And most importantly, the information had fallen into Mu Guichao's hands, making it even more impossible for him to develop the medicine he needed.

However, Duan Luchong glanced at Mu Guichao's expression and found that Mu Yanchen's condition was indeed better than Mu Guichao's.

Before he could finish thinking, Mu Guichao shouted coldly, "Tell me! What happened to him? He can actually walk out of the manor!"

"I've sent people to investigate, but nothing has been found so far..." Duan Luchong lowered his head. He didn't dare to look at the furious Mu Guichao. Although he rarely got angry, the personal experiences and the pain he had felt still made Duan Luchong's body deeply afraid.

"Useless trash!"

Mu Guichao threw the medicine bowl filled with medicine residue at Duan Luchong, making a loud collision sound. The medicine bowl fell onto the silk blanket with a clang, rolled a few times, and cracked.

"Don't think I don't know what you did in H City! I allow you to touch Ji Zhengxuan. It doesn't matter to me. Ji Zhengxuan is a person you can't tame. However, you also took over his power, so you have to let that part of the power play its due role, instead of being like now, you don't even know Mu Yanchen's current situation!"

"You should have noticed the danger of that man a long time ago. If I hadn't let my guard down during high school, he wouldn't have become what he is now!"