The eunuch is not the same as the four seasons

Over the past few years, she has misunderstood Mu Surao.

斗嘴

For the first time, Mu Suluo felt that the immortals in the court hall were like five thousand ducks quacking endlessly, making people dizzy.

Sitting upright on the dragon chair, she took 99 deep breaths before she managed to maintain the sentence her father taught her, "Mount Tai collapsed to the top without changing her face".

Only the fist hidden in the sleeve squeezed out the water.

Of course, the main reason is that last night I stayed alone in the empty boudoir, and my desire was hard to get rid of.In addition, it was physically and mentally exhausting to deal with this group of old stubborn people who were more difficult than shrews at dawn.

Nan Ye was the closest to her, from time to time he would sneak a glance at her from the corner of his eye, and after an unknown amount of time, he saw Mu Su Rao raised an eyebrow at him, and successfully delivered the message of "help me".

Nan Ye winked at His Majesty Dan's people, expressing acceptance, and then imitated Monkey King, puffed up his eyes and ears, as if waiting for a certain opportunity.

Finally, he waited.

Just as the minister of the Ministry of War retreated, and the cabinet minister Li Henian was about to step out of the gap, he howled fiercely: "Retreat!"

Ministers: "????"

The so-called time does not wait for me, Mu Surao hurriedly took the arm that Nan Ye offered, and walked away.

The ministers issued a heartfelt call——

"My lord, please stay!"

"Your Majesty, I have a book to play."

Their voices were powerful, and they lingered for three days without stopping, successfully making Mu Surao speed up his feet.

Nanye was getting old, and her old cold legs were useless, so she couldn't keep up.

Mu Surao turned back to urge him.

Nan Ye was out of breath, his old face was pale, and he said in a tone of death: "Your Majesty, go away! Leave me alone!"

Mu Surao: "..."

As expected, Mu Surao ignored him, surrounded by a group of eunuchs and court ladies, stepped on the white marble steps, descended from the three-story Xumizuo, and embarked on the road back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Looking at their gradually receding figures, Nanye felt sad, and silently recited the phrase "the most ruthless emperor's family".

Not only is it ruthless, it is simply hard-hearted.

Woohoo, he covered his old face, and suppressed the tears back into his eyes.

Xiangjiu put the painting back in the bookcase intact, feeling both surprised and happy, as well as a little bit ashamed.

Ask yourself, although Mu Surao has an arrogant temperament, but she has never put on a show in front of her. She is a real little woman, and she wants her to coax and hug her.

Usually she is a bit vexatious, and it is also between flirting and fun, but she herself speaks too seriously when quarreling.

How about an apology.

Um, so embarrassing.

Xiang Jiu had an idea, and decided to ask Jing Xi for advice. He has served in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for many years, and he must have some experience in the emperor's preferences.

"What does the prince like?" Jing Xi repeated her question.

"Correct."

Jing Xi rolled his eyes up, lost in thought, opened his mouth hesitantly for a long time, and after thinking about it, he moved his hand to Xiangjiu, motioning to bring his ears closer.

Xiangjiu got along with him day and night, so he understood his personality, he was open and unaffected, he was a gentleman, so he immediately lowered his waist and turned his face: "Speak quickly."

Jing Xi whispered: "The imperial master is suspicious by nature, and never let people know her likes and dislikes."

This remark is equivalent to farting. It is useless except smelly.

Xiangjiu's teeth were itching with hatred, and he looked at him with the eyes of "you deserve to be punished".

Coincidentally, Mu Surao passed through the Zunyi Gate just in time, and as soon as he turned a corner, he saw Xiang Jiu bent over, Jing Xi who was kneeling on the ground raised his chin, and his two round black heads were tightly pressed together.

I don't know what Jing Xi said to Xiang Jiu, but Xiang Jiu gave him a look that was half angry and half angry.

I've never had a look like this before!

Musurao turned into lemon essence, sour.

Suddenly, I felt that there was a green hat on my head, so angry!

"Cough." She cleared her throat unnaturally, and successfully attracted the attention of the two dog eunuchs. She straightened her shoulders and walked towards the two of them with a swaying posture.

Xiang Jiu and Jing Xi, one guilty and the other flustered, greeted each other in unison.

Mu Surao's feet didn't stop at all, like a breeze, they passed in front of them.

However, the two dog eunuchs sensed a trace of murderous intent, and at the same time shrunk their chilly necks.

Jing Xi took a look inside the hall to make sure that after Mu Surao entered the Nuan Pavilion, he grabbed Xiang Jiu's clothes and begged for mercy: "Master Xiang, for the sake of my loyal servant, you have to give me some kind words."

He said in his heart, since I became your follower, the risk factor of my work has skyrocketed.

Xiang Jiu couldn't help being stage-frightened and said: "I can't make it..." Mu Surao's expression was not good at the moment, if she tried to coax her, she would hit the muzzle of the gun.

Jing Xi cheered her on: "There is no overnight feud between husband and wife."

This remark is very vulgar, but it is the wisdom passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors. Xiangjiu has no way to refute it, and is even a little tempted.

Jing Xi continued his efforts: "Arguing at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed."

Xiangjiu's little temptation turned into a big one.

Puffing his cheeks, straightening his clothes, and straightening his sash, he instantly returned to the popular eunuch with red lips and white teeth, who was fascinated by all the women in the palace.

Chic!Jing Xi gave a thumbs up and urged her to go on the road.

Xiang Jiu patted his shoulder hard, pressed his slender and powerful palm on it, and didn't take it back for a long time.

They looked at each other and understood the deep meaning in each other's eyes - take care.

Xiang Jiu withdrew his hand and clenched it into a fist, pounded on his chest a few times, turned around and left, with a sentence engraved on his back, "If you don't succeed, you will succeed."

Mu Surao was sulking on the wooden kang, alone, feeling sorry for herself, and couldn't help but regret leaving Nanye alone, it would be great if this old fat man was here, and she could still kick his ass to vent her anger.

Miscalculation.

While her thoughts were wandering, suddenly there was a shadow beside the door curtain, quietly moving towards her, seeing it cover her own shadow.

Mu Surao raised her eyes following the traces, and Xiang Jiu's cheap little white face dazzled her eyes.

She was in a trance for a moment, her heart was empty and her head was in a mess. She didn't know how to deal with it. She avoided her body and stomped to the edge of the bookcase. The catkin was on the handrail of the wheel ladder and was about to go up.

This is to run.

Xiangjiu was afraid that she would not be able to catch up, so she immediately got her hands on her, wrapping her arms around her waist from behind, as if to hug her down.

Mu Surao refused, grabbed a lump of flesh on her arm, and twisted it around and a half hard.

"Ah—" Xiang Jiu screamed like a ghost crying.

She let go of Mu Surao, imitating the wounded lion cub licking the wound, cursing in a low voice, the most poisonous woman's heart.

"A quarrel is a quarrel, every time you do it." Either pinch her, or Xiaofen punches her, and likes to pull her ears.

There is only a difference between zero and countless times of domestic violence, and it must be severely criticized.

Mu Surao had already climbed to the top of the wheel ladder, her skirt swayed, and she sat down gracefully, this time she was really superior: "Who made you annoy me every time, if you want to change someone else, you will just steal your family, kill your family and pick your head , you yelled that you couldn't stand it after being hurt twice?"

With a few words, she brought the topic back on track.Xiang Jiu's aura at [-] meters was half short, and he said softly, "I'm here to coax you, aren't I?"

The word "coax" is broad and profound, and it can be extended to "make an apology".

Xiang Jiugao lifted the little jiojio, stepped up the wheel ladder, but was stopped by Mu Surao with a warning tone, standing in the middle, unable to go up and not wanting to get off, looking neither awkward nor awkward.

Fortunately, hard work always pays off, and now the distance between her and Mu Surao has been shortened a lot, the salty pig's hand tentatively rests on Mu Surao's knee, and shakes it.

"Susu~~"

"roll!"

"Okay." Xiang Jiu decisively rolled up two steps.

Mu Surao: "..."

Mu Surao scolded her as a rascal: "I told you to get out." Xiangjiu deliberately misunderstood, she raised her hand and pointed out the correct direction to get out.

Xiangjiu carried out the rascal spirit to the end: "I didn't hear you clearly, please speak up."

She successfully climbed the two ladders again: "Again, we are so close, I will never listen to it."

Mu Surao: "..."

Mu Surao was quite angry, Jun Wu joked, Xiang Jiu had eaten the guts of a leopard, and teased her again and again, so she had to get some color.

She said it was too late and then quickly, kicking Xiang Jiu's heart.

Xiangjiu practiced her family's skills, and used softness to overcome rigidity, eliminating the brute force on her feet, and hugged her feet with her backhand.

Even though Mu Surao was under her control, Xiang Jiu rushed to sit beside her firmly.

The wheel ladder is so narrow that it barely accommodates them shoulder to shoulder, Mu Suluo twisted her waist, as if trying to break free, Xiangjiu's face was full of complacency.

Let her struggle awkwardly, until she was tired with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and it was estimated that the heat was almost ready, then she leaned over and hugged her full.

Mu Surao glared at her: "I haven't forgiven you yet!"

Xiang Jiu was not only a rascal, but also shamelessly said: "Then I will kiss you."

Mu Surao: "Get lost!"

Conspiracy

Xiang Jiufei competed with her, held her face, kissed the corners of her eyebrows, and also kissed the corners of her lips, spitting half of Mu Surao's face with several mouthfuls.

"You!" Mu Surao became angry like a puffer fish, and pushed her dog's mouth away.

Xiangjiu poked his neck and confronted her head-on, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, licked her palm.

Mu Surao was surprised by the hot and tidal touch, retracted her hand in shock and fear, and said angrily: "Frivolous! Rude! Meng Lang! Presumptuous!"

Xiang Shameless Nine: "I have more presumptuous ones."

Mu Surao: "!!!"

Mu Surao grabbed the handrail and climbed up, stomped on the wheel ladder, and fled away.

Xiangjiu showed off her lightness kung fu, and landed in front of her, blocking her way, Mu Surao said "ah", turned around and walked towards the entrance of the hall.

This door leads directly to the bedroom...

It turned out to be a refusal or a welcome.Xiang Jiu narrowed his eyes and said.

However, the facts proved that she was self-indulgent, as soon as Mu Surao ran into the dormitory, she firmly pressed against the Bisha closet, refusing to let her in.

Xiang Jiu was not in a hurry, leaned on the door, knocked on the door with one hand on his hips, and said calmly, "Little Susu, be good, open the door."

Mu Surao replied stubbornly: "I won't open it, I won't open it."

Xiang Jiu lowered his voice and said softly, "Naughty~"

Mu Surao's ears uncontrollably climbed up to a faint powder, stomped her feet and gritted her teeth, calling Xiangjiu a scoundrel.

With a snap of her fingers, Xiang Jiu pushed the door open vigorously, and Mu Su Rao rushed to push her and drive her out.

Xiang Jiu resisted her [-] points of firepower to meet her, and hugged her again. As you can imagine, Mu Su Rao didn't want her to hug her, and struggled repeatedly, even stepped on her little jiojio, crushing and crushing.

Xiangjiu was in pain, the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, but her arms were pulled back even more urgently, warm palms caressed her back over and over again, as if she was being warmed and smoothed.

"Still angry."

Can you not be angry, staying alone in the empty room all night, lonely and wronged.

Mu Surao bit her shoulders hard, showing off her fine teeth, but after hearing Xiang Jiu's muffled groan, she let go, and said duplicity: "It hurts to death, forget it, I'll just pretend I never knew you, Anyway, you also doubt my sincerity, without you, I will live in peace."

"I apologize to you."

"How can you condescend to be so dignified as the second generation ancestor of Beiyuan..."

Xiang Jiu bit her mouth and frowned slightly: "Don't say such angry words."

Do not speak out of anger!

Mu Surao is upset again, she hasn't married Xiangjiu yet, this guy just doesn't allow this, that's not allowed, she's too smug.

"I'm going to say it." As if she was afraid that Xiangjiu would not hear clearly, she held her by the tip of her ear very intimately, and said loudly, "Just say it."

Xiangjiu's eardrum seemed to have been stabbed by lightning several times, it hurt and itched, the secret path was terrible, and he stepped on Mu Suluo's thunder again, and hurriedly apologized to her: "You can do whatever you like, it's all up to you."

Mu Surao rolled her eyes and let go of her dog ears, perhaps because she had vented a little anger, her expression eased: "You said you were wrong."

This question seems familiar. If you answer it well, you will get a sub-question, and if you don't answer it well, you will get a proposition.

Xiang Jiu chose the correct answer without any hesitation: "I was wrong, I was very wrong!"

In order to show her sincerity, she is extremely affectionate and has the momentum of "singing alone but crying".

Acting can be described as a master of experience, and the only audience, Mu Surao, was deeply emotionally infected.

"Then where did you go wrong?"

It was another question that seemed familiar, but the degree of difficulty was raised to a higher level. It could be called a thinking question.

Fortunately, Mu Surao had revealed some answers earlier.

Xiangjiu answered, "I have received every letter from you these years, and kept them by my bedside. I shouldn't doubt your sincerity to me, let alone not reply to your letters."

"Really keep them all well?" Mu Surao seemed to be fed a spoonful of honey suddenly, sweet in her mouth and sweet in her heart.

"Of course, when you go to Beiyuan again, I'll show you." Xiang Jiu touched her forehead.

Mu Surao felt sad: "It may be a long, long time."

"It's okay, if I'm not with you."

Mu Surao liked the words of love, Xiang Jiu rarely coaxed her like this in his memory, he found it nasty, angry or resentful, it all disappeared in an instant.

Seeing her smiling, Xiangjiu separated from her, and led her to sit on the side of the bed.

Mu Surao has been thinking about Xiang Jiuxin for five years, and she has become a roundworm in her stomach, and when she thinks about the darkness in her eyes from time to time in the past two days, she knows what she is going to do.

"Anything else to tell me?"

Mu Surao's deep eyes were clear and bright, Xiang Jiu lost his mind when he looked at her, took her hand, and squeezed it again.

Mu Surao couldn't wait any longer, and answered for her: "Is it still a matter of leaving the palace?"

Like a child who did something wrong, Xiangjiu leaned over to hug her, buried her small face in her chest and rubbed back and forth.

But Mu Surao is not as angry as yesterday. She has a bad temper. If she is someone else, she will get angry and won't keep any sympathy. But Xiangjiu is her favorite, so she should be treated differently. For an hour, she also regretted it a little.

"Then you tell me the truth, but it's a family matter?"

Xiangjiu was unprepared, raised her face, looked at her with big wet eyes, and muttered: "...My sister is gone, I'm worried."

Rong Qing, the lord of Jujiu City?

There are rules in the Jianghu, and the court's laws can't control it. Rong Qing's status is noble, and he monopolizes a part of Beiyuan. He is respected by the people in the Jianghu, but also makes the people in the Jianghu afraid.

I'm afraid... more bad luck than good luck.

Mu Surao didn't expect the situation to be so serious, so she touched Xiang Jiu's face to comfort her.

"Are you going to find her?"

"Ah."

"Where to find it?"

Xiang Jiu bit her lower lip, thought for a while, and told Mu Su Rao the location.

"You guys already have an appointment?"

"Probably." Xiang Jiu replied.

They, Jujiu City, are well-known as the No. [-] intelligence agency in Jianghu. To put it bluntly, what they do is sneaky and sneaky, and they can't put it on the table.Her elder sister is always on guard against Duanying's madness, and she chose a hiding place many years ago, only the two sisters know about it.

Xiangjiu was sure she would go there.

Mu Surao pursed her lips, worried and apprehensive.

Afraid that she would not allow it, Xiangjiu pecked her chin a few times, making Mu Surao laugh.

"Please, just let me do it, I'm dying of anxiety."

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Mu Surao's heart fluttered, and she grabbed the lump of flesh around her cheek: "You only love your elder sister, not me. If something bad happens when I leave the palace, wouldn't I want to be a widow?"

Although the words are unlucky, it makes sense.

Xiang Jiu's eyeballs dimmed, and suddenly brightened again: "Why don't you send some people to protect me secretly?"

The Royal Guards, Guards, Imperial Forest Army, Green Battalion Army and Township Army, you can just pick a few.

To be honest, she is also very scared by herself. Her colleagues in the past were watching fiercely outside the palace gate. She is no match for four hands.

The witty Mu Surao had already seen through everything, and poked her forehead with a green finger: "It's just you who have a lot of tricks."

Xiang Jiu stuck out her tongue in shame.

Mu Surao had no choice but to look at the sun hanging high outside the window: "Let's have lunch first, this matter is not trivial, we have to discuss it in the long run."

She is five years older than Xiangjiu, and has been an emperor for ten years, with majesty and grace in her bones, Xiangjiu instinctively relies on her.

Nibbling his fingers, he said yes.

After the lunch was served in the front hall, Aunt Qiongyu went to look for Mu Surao, walked hurriedly on the corridor, and saw Mu Surao leading a little fair face towards her from afar.

She stopped and squatted to greet her from a long distance away. The moment she lowered her face, her back molars rattled, and she turned around and ran on the road.

Hurry up, go and smear the little boy's bowls and chopsticks with a layer of saliva.

皇珺

Nanny Qiongyu's plan to wipe her saliva failed because Mu Surao stopped her: "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

Aunt Qiongyu returned to her servile and coquettish state, and found a reason to fool her.

Mu Surao didn't believe it, let alone pursue it, looked at her suspiciously for a while, and led Xiang Jiu into the hall.

Xiangjiu always kept in mind that Nanny Qiongyu was her future mistress, and when she passed by, she gave her a big smiling face, her shell-like teeth were bright, transparent and white under the sunlight.

Nanny Qiongyu pursed her mouth and frowned, she really disliked her.

Xiangjiu: "..."

"Woo." Xiang Jiu was very frustrated, tilted his head, and rested his head on Mu Su Rao's shoulder.

Mu Surao's whole body softened all of a sudden, her heart beat violently, and she changed into a more intimate position.He hugged her small waist with one hand, and touched her hot cheek with the other, fearing that the armor on his little finger would scratch her, he hurriedly took it off, and threw it far away without saying a word.

Xiang Jiu's eyes followed the armor, and saw it draw a golden arc in the air.

when!

It landed with a crisp sound.

It would be great if this fell into my pocket, and I can subsidize the mission funds.Xiangjiu thought.

Mu Surao straightened her face, eyes full of worry: "What's wrong?"

Xiangjiu glanced at Mother Qiongyu who was sternly looking at her, then at the discarded armor, and then poured it on Mu Surao's shoulder again: "Woooo."

Mu Surao's spring heart, which had just calmed down not long ago, was rippling again, and she wished she could go back immediately to make up for last night's strenuous exercise.

Xiang Jiu met her eyes full of desire, her heart trembled, and she separated a little, and went to eat alone.

At the moment of leaving, he secretly shook his ear, and muttered, it's all because of this overwhelming beauty that made the king bow down.

After some self-blaming, the sense of guilt is still very heavy, thinking that food can make you feel better, and you start to be enraged by the table full of delicacies from mountains and seas.

Plates of high-end ingredients were ruined by a dead eunuch. Aunt Qiongyu was very distressed, alas, alas!

Of course, the essence is still distressed about money.

Fortunately, Mu Surao didn't feel distressed, she wished to give the best things in the world to the person in front of her.

"Eat slowly." Sipa wrapped her fingertips, and she wiped the corners of Xiang Jiu's shiny mouth.

Mother Qiongyu trembled three times with the hand holding the silver needle, and when she looked carefully, every knuckle of her was morbidly pale.

With a poof, he stuck the silver needle into a plate of chicken buttocks brought by the maid.

□□, prick again!

□□, prick again!

Her old face was cloudy and uncertain, changing again and again, and she uttered a cry from the soul, why, why can I only have a dick butt, not a little boy.

Xiangjiu was the closest to her, took two sips of black chicken soup, and gave her a puzzled look: "Sister Qiongyu, what's wrong with you." Chicken ass offended you?

Sister Qiongyu tried her best to squeeze out a smile, and she performed a perfect performance with a half-smile: "I am afraid of being poisoned, so I want to be more careful when testing the poison."

Xiangjiu: But looking at you, I wish I could drink poison and die right away.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Xiangjiu threw off the chopsticks and leaned into Mu Surao's shoulder again.The future master misses me dead, worrying about Sang, blue and thin.

The first time she was born, and the second time she was acquainted, Mu Surao hugged her all over again, and winked to the left and right.

The eunuchs and court ladies understood and bowed to leave. They rushed out like birds, and Aunt Qiongyu reluctantly withdrew too, looking back three times at every step, with deep resentment.

Xiangjiu calmed down a little, sat up straight, patted her stomach, and said with satisfaction: "Susu, I'm done eating."

The embrace was suddenly empty, and Mu Surao felt disappointed for no reason: "You are full, but I am still hungry."

Xiang Jiu smiled awkwardly, and gave her a piece of milky white grape: "Don't just take care of me, you can eat too."

But Mu Surao pushed away the bowls and chopsticks, carried her into the wooden kang, leaned over and pressed her wrist, her throat slipped, and said in a low voice: "You are the most beautiful and delicious."

"Emperor...Master."

"Huh?" Mu Surao drew a long tone, his gaze became sharp.

Xiang Jiu quickly changed his words: "Susu."

"You are good..." Mu Surao touched her lips and gave each other a deep kiss...

An hour later, Xiang Jiu bit Mu Su Rao's cheek lightly, turned over and lay down on the wooden kang.

The smoke cage in the house was scorching hot, she was sweating hotly, and the only remaining underwear stuck to her body, making her quite uncomfortable.Rubbing on the wooden kang is like the warmth of opening the belly to bask in the sun.

Mu Surao was still indulging in the passion just now, the corners of her eyes were smeared with unnatural red, like a little girl who had tasted fine wine for the first time, only took a small sip, and fell drunk in the gentle country.

She turned sideways, curled into Xiang Jiu's arms, and coquettishly said, "Hold."

Xiangjiu really hugged her tightly, and kissed her on the top of her hair: "I couldn't stand it after just a few times, in Beiyuan..."

When Mu Surao heard this, she frowned, supported Xiang Jiu's chest and raised her body, gritted her teeth and said, "I take care of everything every day, I was so angry with you last night that I didn't sleep all night, can you not be tired!"

Sleeping with someone, but still loathing him, scum, peerless scum.

If she wasn't too tired, could Xiang Jiu be given an opportunity?Can he let Xiangjiu do whatever he wants with him?

She hates!

I have eaten and slept, and I have slept, it is time to put serious things on the agenda.

The winter night was very cold, Mu Surao came back after grading papers, and dragged Xiang Jiu onto the kang.

Xiang Jiugang went to Yutang to soak for a long time, and his whole body was warm. He could be called a walking soup lady.

Mu Surao took off her clothes, and retracted into her embrace like in the daytime.

Xiang Jiu held her cold hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and complained: "I don't know how to ask Nan Ye to burn more charcoal fire."

Mu Surao confessed and thought carefully: "I just want you to love me, and I want you to keep me warm."

Xiang Jiu couldn't help but pinch her nose as punishment, Mu Su Rao was serious with her, stubbornly insisted on opening his mouth to take a breath, his face turned red, like a little goldfish about to explode.

Xiang Jiu giggled.

Mu Surao took a look at her, raised her hand and hit her paw.

Suddenly, there was a slap mark on the back of Xiangjiu's hand.

shrew!

She asked Mu Surao to pay her compensation, otherwise the injured little heart would be hurt even more, Mu Surao grabbed the quilt wrapped around her shoulders, and said with a smile in her eyes: "I am your compensation."

Xiangjiu said she didn't want it.

Mu Surao smiled and hit her.

Xiang Jiu hid in the bed, then locked her with both hands and feet.

Mu Surao couldn't move for a long time, almost lost her temper, so she had no choice but to put her arms around the neck of the person in front of her, begging for mercy repeatedly.

Xiang Jiu already had something on her mind, so she stopped making trouble with her, and asked her how she was thinking about leaving the palace.

Xiangjiu's elder sister, that's also Mu Surao's elder sister, Mu Surao immediately stared at her, and her downcast eyes met the tip of Xiangjiu's nose.

"I've thought about what you said, and I think it's feasible. In the next noon, I have sent Nanye to the Green Camp to mobilize a team of elites, so as to protect them in the dark, and then let the imperial guards disguise themselves and follow them in the open."

Xiangjiu felt very ironic in his heart. It turned out that he had sent someone to do it early. He was really a caring little padded jacket. He suddenly turned his head and said strangely: "It's not appropriate for the imperial guards to give it to me."

"Where is it inappropriate!" Mu Surao bent her mouth, seeing her emotion, and poked her chin once and for all, "You are my emperor, and in the future, one person will be under one person and will be above ten thousand people, not just the imperial guards, I will rule the world. for you."

What a handsome declaration, what a domineering love story, and there is a faint harbinger of a faint king and a country.

Xiangjiu was very helpful, but she also panicked with embarrassment, the roots of her ears were visibly congested with blood, and she was so beautiful that it made Mu Suluo's heart itch.

"Don't talk nonsense. If the official historian hears about my terrible name behind me, if it is heard by the ministers, I will be dragged out and killed with a stick!"

"They dare!" Mu Surao stretched her neck with a high air, then softened immediately, and said Jiao Didi, "I really think so, no matter, when you bring Sister back safely, you will always be with me, no matter where you are. Don't go."

This……

This is a new type of question, and the difficulty is that you must choose between love and work.

Xiangjiu had never thought about this before, so she lowered her voice and asked cautiously: "I can be Huang Jun and..." Do you want to do it carefully?

"What!" Mu Surao said in a bad tone.

"I'll just ask."

Mu Surao distanced herself from her, pointed at her heart, and warned forcefully: "I advise you to stop those thoughts that you shouldn't have as soon as possible, otherwise, I want you to look good."

"...You worry too much."

Mu Surao said coldly: "It's best, it doesn't matter if it's not, there is no king in the world, no matter where you go, I will send someone to catch you back."

Xiangjiu felt that this winter was especially cold.

Seeing that the intimidation was about to start, Mu Surao changed her expression again, pursed her bright red lips, and gnawed at Xiang Jiu's pretty face indiscriminately.

Xiangjiu was also reluctant to part with her, let her be willful, went up to meet her, kissed her for a while, hugged her and rolled into the quilt...

out of palace

After finally reuniting and recognizing each other, but also facing parting, Xiangjiu felt more or less uncomfortable, holding Mu Surao in his arms all night and not letting go, and being intimate for a long time.

It wasn't until the eunuch who beat the watch had knocked on the clapper for the third watch that the two of them felt a little tired.He ordered the maid sitting outside to boil hot water for a mandarin duck bath.

Xiangjiu is the main laborer who does strenuous exercise. As soon as his head touches the pillow, he dreams of Duke Zhou non-stop.

Mu Surao was uncharacteristically energetic, touching Xiangjiu's face, touching Xiangjiu's ears, kissing after touching, and touching again after kissing, as if cherishing a rare treasure.

Eyes full of love and compassion, staring for a long time, unwilling to move half a minute.

The sun rises in the east, the sky is slightly bright, and the white fog covering the sky covers the morning glow on the horizon, which also indicates that the sky is clear today, and it should be a good day for traveling.

Xiangjiu was still asleep, Mu Surao didn't disturb her, lifted a corner of the brocade quilt, and landed softly on the ground,

After picking up the cloak hanging from the top of the screen and wrapping it around his shoulders, he opened the green gauze cabinet just now. The one waiting outside was not Mother Qiongyu, but Nanye.

He changed out of the eunuch's clothes, and wore a dark blue double-breasted cloak without a gauze cap. His white hair was fixed with a wooden hairpin, like a loyal old servant of an aristocratic family.

Mu Surao looked at him up and down for a while, very satisfied.

He staggered his gaze, took a peek at the scenery inside the room, then tried his best to suppress his voice, cupped his hands and said: "My lord, everything is ready, and the horses are waiting outside the Xihua Gate."

Mu Surao nodded, raised his chin slightly, motioning for him to back down.

After closing the door of the green gauze cabinet, she got into the screen, and when she came out, she had already changed into a simple and neat dress.Begonia-like red, without the magnificence and complexity of palace skirts, it sets off a pair of peach blossom eyes that are hooked inside and turned up outside.

"Baby Luo, Xiangxiang, wake up." She put away the tent inch by inch, and hung up the hooks.

Without the cover of the tent, the light of the day shone wantonly on every part of the tent.

Xiangjiu raised a small hill between her brows, put her hands on her eyes and rubbed them.

Mu Surao moved closer to her, propped his head sideways, and scratched a strand of black hair at the tip of her nose to tickle her.

Xiang Jiu wrinkled her nose, turned her body inside, and left Mu Su Rao with a back view.

Mu Surao was playing vigorously, and lay down on her knees to hold her down: "Wake up, if you continue to dawdle, the sun will burn your ass."

But Xiang Jiu retracted into the quilt with a shudder, laying on the bed blatantly, and only after a while did a few come out, revealing big black eyes that were still covered with water vapor.

Mu Hunjun Su Rao turned into a wild beast, and rushed to kiss him. Xiangjiu felt that the dog who was too enthusiastic would be like this.

She was woken up by the kiss, she was worried that Mu Surao was going crazy, and she would eat her up under the broad daylight, she quickly raised her hands in surrender, pushed Mu Surao away, and started yelling.

The tone of voice was no different from shouting for help.

Mu Surao had kissed enough, the tip of her tongue brushed over her teeth, like the aftertaste after a full meal.

Only then did Xiang Jiu see the difference in her today.

The clear and beautiful bun, the black hair scattered around the waist, and the plain red begonia dress.

"You are..."

"Accompany you to find Elder Sister." Mu Surao's tone did not fluctuate, as if it was just an ordinary matter.

"Accompany me?"

"Ah."

Xiangjiu expressed her inner rejection with an expression of eating shit.

Mu Surao was sitting on the edge of the couch, with one leg bent and the other hanging down, her eyes seemed to be breathing fire, and the spray was directed at Xiang Jiu, determined to burn her into two holes.

Xiang Jiu gave up under the emperor's lustful power: "Let's go together..."

Xiangjiu originally wanted to ride a horse, so she flicked the whip and ran for hundreds of miles at night, but now she can only sit in a carriage, wobbling and wobbling.

The reason is that the imperial guards said that the emperor's son is gold and jade, and riding a horse is exhausting and exhausting, and it is too exposed, which will easily create opportunities for criminals to assassinate.

Xiangjiu replied: "Then I will ride on horseback first, and you will escort the emperor's master to follow slowly."

Mu Surao immediately refused to agree, grabbed Xiang Jiu's ear, and severely criticized: "I even disregarded the common people and the ancestors' family business for you, and you don't appreciate it."

Look, what a righteous moral kidnapping.

Xiang Jiu couldn't argue, and chose to compromise again.

Of course, this is all superficial, she has already started to make an escape plan in her heart, otherwise Mu Surao will sooner or later discover her identity as the second city lord of Jujiu City.

Although leaving Mu Surao meant leaving the circle of protection, once she left the palace, the news of the strict guards would definitely reach the ears of every person in the world, and they would not dare to act rashly.

Therefore, she just needs to sneak away without anyone noticing in the dead of night. No one would think that she would leave the protection circle on her own initiative.

Well, what a clever trick to confuse the public.

The carriage was still swaying, and gradually drove away from the imperial city, out of the city gate, and onto the tree-lined path in the suburbs.

Xiangjiu lifted the curtain of the car, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her nostrils and even her lungs were filled with the scent of green grass, she leaned out half of her body like a curious baby, and looked at the vast world.

Damn, it's finally far away from the Forbidden City.

Mu Surao pulled her back, raised her willow eyebrows, and threatened her: "Be careful not to knock you out."

Xiang Jiu couldn't wait to be knocked out, if that was the case, she would get up and run, making sure that the imperial guards would not be able to catch up.

Mu Surao patted the empty seat beside her: "Come here."

Xiangjiu really passed obediently, performed very well, and fell into Mu Surao's shoulder in a very sensible manner, looking like a little bird clinging to others.

To use an idiom to describe it is "bear the burden of humiliation".

Xiangjiu is always timid, but she still has a stubborn temper in her bones, so she has always been "superficial".

Right now...it's really too obedient.

The woman's sixth sense tells Mu Surao that there must be a ghost.

She cooperated with Xiangjiu's performance, raised her arms to wrap her tightly around her, and talked with her all the way.

Xiangjiu said: "I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated."

Mu Surao said: "Hold your hand, and grow old with you."

Xiangjiu said: "The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. It makes people haggard because of Yixiao."

Mu Surao said: "The body does not have a colorful phoenix and two flying wings, but the heart has a tacit understanding."

In each other's hearts: Ha ha.

Nanye, who was in the car with them, just wanted to become air.

In order not to attract attention, they pretended to be family members who were going out to visit relatives. Nan Ye stood out because of his age and won the honorary title of head of the family.

Mu Surao is the youngest daughter, Xiangjiu is the youngest son-in-law, and a few imperial guards were chosen to be the elder brothers, and the rest are servants and long followers.

At first glance, it looks like a wealthy family.

They all took the wrong road. In the evening, they arrived at an unknown town. The town was neither big nor small, and there were not many good inns to stay in. After a day of driving, everyone was tired, so they barely picked a house. Make a living and live in it.

In order to create a happy and harmonious family atmosphere, Nanye was forced to enjoy a luxurious service, and Mu·Diwang·Su Rao and Xiang·