The tyrant thinks I love him miserably

"..." Lu Zhuchuan glanced at him, seeing his emotional expression, couldn't help turning his head away speechlessly, and returned silent.

"Don't you believe it? I didn't touch my thumb just now." Mu Wanzhou blinked and asked with a three-pointed smile.

Lu Zhuchuan said angrily: "I believe it doesn't matter, as long as you are happy."

Mu Wanzhou lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then said: "Song Qing... Not only should his relationship with the Holy One be harmonious, but it's best... the relationship between him and me should also be harmonious..."

Lu Zhuchuan sneered and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Mu Wanzhou thought for a long time, her bright eyes flickered, and she gradually smiled: "It's not difficult."

Before Lu Zhuchuan could answer, Mu Wanzhou asked again, "How many days until New Year's Eve?"

"Two days."

"Okay..." Mu Wanzhou hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind, she turned her head and said to Lu Zhuchuan, "Zhuchuan, you should go to Song Xianren's palace now and give me a message."

Lu Zhuchuan looked at him with a puzzled frown, but finally listened to him quietly.

·

In the afternoon of the next day, Song Qing had been waiting for a long time in the carriage outside the palace gate.

He impatiently opened the curtain and asked Habayashi Jun outside the car: "Master Mu, is he still coming?! I've been waiting here for almost an hour!"

"Uh..." Habayashi Jun was at a loss for words for a while, Lu Zhuchuan stepped forward and responded coldly:

"Sage, please be safe and don't be impatient. Mr. Mu was delayed in discussing state affairs with His Majesty, and he is rushing here."

"Hmph!" Song Qing slammed the curtain of the car and lay back in the car again, complaining about Mu Wanzhou again.

Yesterday, Mu Wanzhou asked Lu Zhuchuan to invite him out of the palace to the temple to pray for Xiao Luobei.Song Qing knew that he was trying to win him over, so he refused straight away, but Lu Zhuchuan said:

"Master Mu has another sentence that I want to convey to the sage, saying that it is not too late for the sage to refuse after listening."

"Hurry up and get out!" Song Qing issued the order to evict the guest bluntly.

Lu Zhuchuan didn't get angry, and relayed in a completely businesslike tone:

"Master Mu said that it will be New Year's Eve in two days. If the sage can sincerely obtain an amulet for the Holy One before then, and give it to the Holy One with his own hands at the family banquet on New Year's Eve, and give the Holy One a surprise, the Holy One will be very happy. At that time , Mu Daren will also speak well of the sage in front of the Holy One."

To be honest, Song Qing didn't believe that Mu Wanzhou would say such nonsense for himself, but the amulet did make him tempted.

His heart belongs to Xiao Luobei, so he naturally wants to get closer and closer to him.If Xiao Luobei could see his sincerity... then no matter how much he ignored him in the past, there would be some changes in the future, right?

And he is in the harem, so he is not allowed to leave the palace without authorization.But if accompanied by Mu Wanzhou, they can leave the palace.Moreover, Mu Wanzhou, as the commander of the secret guards, has the right to mobilize the Yulin Army to escort them and temporarily keep Xiao Luobei from knowing.

Song Qing thought about it, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

Although he was forced to walk with that bitch Mu Wanzhou, it was better than not being able to get out.

Song Qing was waiting furiously, when suddenly the car curtain was gently lifted, and Mu Wanzhou's thin figure appeared at the door:

"The sage has been waiting for a long time. In order not to arouse the sage's suspicion, I spent some time persuading him to take a nap."

Since it was a surprise, naturally Xiao Luobei couldn't be told in advance.Mu Wanzhou really took a lot of effort, because Xiao Luobei hugged him and begged for sex, he managed to coax Xiao Luobei to sleep.

Song Qing waved impatiently: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

The carriage left the palace under the escort of a small group of Habayashi soldiers and passed through the streets and alleys of the capital.Soon after passing a spacious but simple mansion, Song Qing's eyes blushed slightly, and he fell silent.

Mu Wanzhou had caught his expression, and asked softly: "It was the General's Mansion that I passed by just now, is the sage homesick?"

Song Qing gave him a hard look: "It's none of your business."

Mu Wanzhou was not angry at all, but said softly: "If a sage is homesick, he can ask His Majesty to visit his family once in a while."

Song Qing said coldly: "Master Mu said it lightly, I am a member of the harem now, for the sake of the Holy Majesty, how can I go back to the residence casually and provoke criticism?!"

Mu Wanzhou heard this, but her eyes were full of appreciation: "The sage really has a sincere heart for the Holy One, and he always thinks of him..."

Song Qing blushed and said angrily: "You don't talk sweet words, I won't be fooled!"

Mu Wanzhou chuckled: "It's really rare for a sage to be straightforward. If I met a sage elsewhere, I might be able to become a close friend with a sage."

"Who wants to be your best friend?!"

The carriage went all the way to Chaofeng Temple on the outskirts of Beijing. The name of this temple was also chosen by Xiao Luobei based on Feng Yuehua's name, which means a hundred birds facing the phoenix.After the completion, he personally brought Feng Yuehua here to pray for his illness, which shows how precious he places Feng Yuehua in his heart.

The two entered the temple together, and the abbot Master Qingfeng came to welcome them.Song Qing solemnly explained to him that he wanted to obtain an amulet for the Holy One, the master made a slight bow and asked the two of you to wait a moment, saying that he was going to fetch the consecrated holy object and give it to Song Qing.

Song Qing was overjoyed and waited in the main hall happily, but saw Mu Wanzhou turn around and fetch three incense sticks and light them up. She bowed devoutly to the magnificent Buddha statue three times, then inserted the incense sticks meticulously, clasped her hands together, and looked serious. Meditate.

"You don't ask for amulets for the Holy One?" Song Qing couldn't help asking.

Mu Wanzhou tilted her head and smiled gracefully: "No need. This time, the sages are praying for the saint, and it's good for the minister to burn incense for the old man."

"Old man?" Song Qing wondered, "Is it your friend? He passed away?"

Mu Wanzhou hesitated for a moment, but did not answer directly: "It was because of this old man that I met the Holy One."

His voice was faint and soft, but it carried an indescribable sense of alienation, as if he didn't want to continue talking about it, and Song Qing felt it too.

Suddenly, like a thunderbolt struck Song Qing's heart, he suddenly realized: It's Feng Yuehua!What Mu Wanzhou was talking about should be the talented Phoenix scholar who died young, the person on Xiao Luobei's heart!

Otherwise, how to explain Mu Wanzhou's complicated, evasive and scarred expression?

Mu Wanzhou is Feng Yuehua's stand-in, everyone in the world knows about it, Song Qing of course knows it too.At this moment, looking at Mu Wanzhou's secretive expression, he read the pain that could not be concealed, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the beauty in front of him who seemed to have everything.

This beauty is the same as himself, she loves Xiao Luobei obsessively, so much that she is willing to be a substitute for others, and she is willing to burn incense and pray for his lost lover...

"You're still willing to offer incense to Young Master Feng..." Song Qing said bluntly, and she had already blurted out, but there was a bit of sadness in her tone.

Mu Wanzhou's eyes froze for a moment, a trace of extremely dark gloom flashed across her eyes, and then immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and she turned her head to cast a relieved look at Song Qing with a smile.

He smiled so beautifully that Song Qing was stunned, but what was even more unbelievable in his heart was that at this moment, shouldn't he, Mu Wanzhou, be the one who should be sad? Why did he still have the energy to comfort himself instead?

What kind of forbearance and tenacity does he have?

On the carriage back, Song Qing didn't say anything more about Mu Wanzhou, but just sat opposite him silently, holding tightly the amulet he just asked for.

Mu Wanzhou didn't say much, she seemed a little tired, and kept her eyes closed in the car to rest.

The accident happened on the mountain road after the carriage left Chaofeng Temple some distance away.

The sound of swords whizzing from outside the carriage suddenly resounded, and then the carriage shook violently, and suddenly tilted to the side.

Song Qing frowned, and asked sharply outside: "What happened?!"

Mu Wanzhou also got up abruptly, lifted the curtain of the car, and saw a group of masked men in black appearing on the mountain road, armed with plain knives, each of them had a lot of martial arts skills, and they were rushing towards the convoy.

Lu Zhuchuan was fighting against several people at the same time, while turned his head solemnly and shouted: "Sage! Master Mu! Don't come out!"

"Zhuchuan!" Mu Wanzhou hurriedly braked the carriage, looked around, and saw that more than a dozen Habayashi soldiers he had brought had already entered the battle, and there were a large number of men in black, at least three or forty.Yu Linjun and Lu Zhuchuan were exhausted and unable to come to rescue for a while.

Song Qing was born in Jiangmen's family, so he is not afraid of this battle, but he is weak and has never learned martial arts since childhood, so he can only worry on the sidelines at the moment.

"What's going on?!" He asked Mu Wanzhou anxiously, "How could there be robbers?!"

Mu Wanzhou frowned and shook her head: "I don't know. Maybe it was because we were discovered by gangsters when we came here. Seeing the gorgeous decoration on the top of the sedan chair, they thought we were rich and waited for rabbits on the way home."

Song Qing jumped anxiously: "Hurry up and let the surname Lu next to you deal with these people!"

Before Mu Wanzhou could answer, several men in black spotted the two of them and flew over quickly.Lu Zhuchuan shot out his sword like a shooting star, knocking down four people in an instant, and chased back with all his strength, but was immediately trapped by four or five new people, unable to escape.He only had time to call out "Wanzhou", and Mu Wanzhou and Song Qing were both caught by the thieves.

"These are two beauties!" The leading man in black saw the two, his eyes lit up like a rich wolf seeing a fat sheep, "Take them away first!"

"Let me go!" Song Qing struggled, "You guys are so courageous! Do you know who I am?!"

"Hey, whoever you are!" The leader lewd/smiled, "When I get to my place, they are all beauties on my bed!"

"Fuck!" Song Qingchao spat viciously, but failed to spit, the man in black raised his hand and wanted to slap him.

Seeing this, Mu Wanzhou immediately scolded: "Bold gangster, don't be rude! You..."

Before he finished speaking, the man in black paused his hands, turned his head and slapped him hard on the shoulder, and he passed out before he could snort.

Lu Zhuchuan cut down more than a dozen men in black, and knocked out another five or six with his internal force, but he was still trapped by more people.He called "Wan Zhou" in a hoarse voice, his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry.

The last scene he saw when he turned his head was Mu Wanzhou's fainted face, as calm as a water lily in the water.In the next moment, Mu Wanzhou and Song Qing's faces were covered with numbness bags.

"Wanzhou!" His anxious call echoed throughout the forest.

=====

The author has something to say:

=====

Wan Zhou and the Great Crisis of the Song and Qing Dynasties QAQ

PS: The person on the evening boat is definitely not Xiaofeng