Sexy leader becomes mosquito coils online

Although Cao Xin looked stupid, but his reaction was quick, he was just stunned for a moment, then recovered, and replied with a smile: "Young Master Mu, long time no see, why did you come to the teahouse?"

Because Mu Ciyue's appearance does not look like a person who loves elegance at all.

Mu Ciyue didn't bother to pretend to be literary: "I'm bored, come out and play."

Seeing that his majesty did not come out with Mu Ciyue, Cao Xin was a little surprised: "Then...your majesty...he..."

"I went home to be a director, and I don't have time to go shopping together."

After chatting with each other like this, the atmosphere eased a lot, the man didn't speak anymore, the teahouse that was a little noisy just now gradually quieted down, the storyteller must have experienced a big scene, and he didn't panic too much, seeing that it was calm, he went on to say something The story of the priest.

"Come on, objective people, let's continue talking, talking about the leader of Baiyue, that's amazing. At the age of 20, without using a knife or gun, he forced the previous leader to step down and managed the chaotic sect. Neat and tidy, if it is not for the bad style, it can be regarded as admirable."

Mu Ciyue sat on the seat, chatting with Cao Xin about the gossip of the people in the court, and listening to her own story consciously or unconsciously.This storyteller is really not simple. It is rare to hear someone tell his own deeds so realistically, but it seems that it is not good to be too realistic...

"Baiyue Sect Master, although his character is not bad, he has done a lot of evil things. It's just that he is very capable, and ordinary people like us can't do anything about it. Finally, one day, he was restrained!"

The storyteller deliberately put on a trick and paused for a while, attracting the attention of everyone who didn't know the truth. Cao Xin also turned to look at Mu Ciyue, which seemed to be a crowd.

Mu Ciyue's head was full of black lines.

Who is restrained, does it need to be said?Damn, is it necessary to promote like this?

Mu Ciyue wanted to silence the storyteller, but wouldn't it be a guilty conscience if she exposed her identity by doing so?Mu Ciyue had no choice but to sip tea alone and pretend she couldn't hear anything.

Really, there are many people who are popular.

Seeing that his appetite had been whetted enough, the storyteller clapped his hands and said impassionedly, "That man is the current Holy One!"

Mu Ciyue chose to be more optimistic. Thinking about it this way, she felt that it was okay. Anyway, it was not a lot of embarrassment. Isn't it normal to lose to the emperor?If he can win the emperor, then why can't he go to heaven?

However, some people know more than storytellers.

"You're not sure what you said, not only did you restrain it, but you directly brought it into the harem!"

"That's right, I used to wonder why the harem is still vacant when His Majesty is 24 years old... Now that I think about it, it turns out that this is the legendary true love regardless of gender, and everything depends on fate."

"Have you heard that one day in the brothel, the leader was directly taken by His Majesty... Cough cough, don't say it!"

"Up...up? Wow!"

Mu Ciyue: "..."

Mu Ciyue almost died without coming up.

Rumors... rumors!

Cao Xin himself took a sip of tea, and he didn't forget to grab Mu Ciyue, who was about to jump up to refute the rumors, and said, "Calm down! Calm down!"

"Huh? This young master." Someone noticed Mu Ciyue's abnormality and asked enthusiastically, "What's wrong with you?"

Cao Xin helped to answer: "It's all right, he's just... a little irritable."

"It's not okay to always have such a temper." The man who had previously argued with Mu Ciyue said coldly, "I have no skills, but I have a bad temper, which is easy to suffer in the world."

Cao Xin secretly wiped off his cold sweat, he has no ability... The leader of Baiyue has no ability...

"Brother, stop talking...my friend needs to be quiet for a while, forgive me." Cao Xin pulled Mu Ciyue and wanted to leave, but was thrown away.

"Excuse me for what..." Mu Ciyue raised her eyes, "Who do you think is incompetent?"

That tone was a bit domineering and provocative.

Cao Xin thought that Mu Ciyue was really angry, this, this, this, if a fight broke out, it would be more troublesome, and it would be no good to help anyone. When the time comes to investigate, His Majesty might blame him for not persuading the fight, but persuading it, it seems I can't help it either.

The leader of Baiyue is ruthless and domineering, and he really lives up to his reputation.

However, the fact is that the leader of Baiyue is actually very cute.

Just when the smell of gunpowder in the air was about to explode, the cold expression on Mu Ciyue's face suddenly disappeared, and the fierceness just now disappeared as if it had evaporated. The domineering Baiyue leader grabbed Cao Xin's shoulders, He laughed and said, "Why am I so useless? Look, this is my elder brother, Cao Xin, the son of Cao Gong, the Prime Minister of the court! If you make him unhappy, you can easily punish your nine clans!"

Everyone was startled, and their eyes turned to Cao Xin again, but most of them were half-believing, after all, anyone can say something without proof, and nine out of ten they are bragging.

The man also obviously didn't believe it: "Do you think I don't know anything? Cao Xin is refined and reserved, but he often hangs around in the market place. He always has such a wild look. He? Just such a weak scholar, or Cao Xin? Believe it or not."

Now Cao Xin is also depressed.

Is he that ruffian?

Mu Ciyue snickered, hey, he is another idiot who judges people by their appearance. Fortunately, he and Cao Xin are both good-tempered and don't care too much. If he meets other officials with a bad temper, this man will probably explode on the spot.

"If you don't believe me, it's the truth anyway." Mu Ciyue continued to hold Cao Xin's shoulders, "Every day you let others not suffer, be careful that you will also suffer. Don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes, brother, go!"

"Why, do you want to leave after talking?" The man made another "kill" gesture.

Mu Ciyue is worrying about being bored, wouldn't it be nice if someone is looking for trouble?He made the same gesture towards the man.

Cao Xin knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he quietly withdrew and chose to watch.

"Hey, are you really Cao Xin?" A little girl came over and asked.

"No, don't listen to that man's nonsense." Cao Xin was helpless.

Over there, the man rushed up with a knife in his hand, and the teahouse was in a mess again. The storyteller who had experienced the big scene stabilized the crowd while trying to persuade them to fight: "Stop fighting! The teahouse will be demolished for you! Hey, this young man in white, is your sword out of its sheath? Don't be so confident, you can't beat him fast..."

Suddenly, the storyteller's voice stopped abruptly.

Mu Ciyue clamped the man's blade between two fingers, stopped it in mid-air, and said leisurely: "There is no need to unsheath it at all. I am not self-confident, but strength."

Then, he smiled and let go.

"What a nice knife, it's a pity you have to change it."

Before the words fell, the sharp blade in the man's hand broke into three sections in a split second and fell to the ground.

This blade can only be used to peel cucumbers in the future.

Seeing that his treasured sword was broken into three sections, the man froze on the spot, the whole person was dull, the storyteller and the crowd were also dull, only Cao Xin took a sip of tea calmly, and secretly said: "Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved."

"My knife... who are you!"

Mu Ciyue snorted softly, secretly complacent in her heart, thinking that this handsome man played by accident was okay, the scabbard was found for him by Xiao Qingzhi on the spur of the moment, but it was indeed the Yeming Sword.The ghost drew his sword out of its sheath!It's so out of the scabbard that you can't reveal your identity?The sword that he almost took his life into should not be so easy to show in front of people.

"I'm... someone you can't afford to offend." Mu Ciyue played Bo Shuai again.

How shocking it was to break the blade with bare hands. The man was already very afraid of Mu Ciyue's strength, so he had to take a step back: "I didn't expect you to be so unpredictable, I am so ignorant, I don't know your name?"

"I never leave a name. You don't need to remember me. Remembering me is not good for you."

The man didn't have the face to drink tea anymore, so he had to leave in a hurry. Seeing that there was no good show to watch, the crowd of onlookers also calmed down. Except for a few young girls who kept looking at each other, the others didn't show much.

Cao Xin was also surrounded by two or three women. This elegant young man was not as calm as Mu Ciyue, so it was unnatural, so he found an excuse and walked up to Mu Ciyue, smiling and hammering his shoulder: "Not bad, sharp!"

But Mu Ciyue trembled calmly, frowned slightly, and felt a faint pain in her chest again.His wound was not healed at all, Cao Xin hammered his shoulder without knowing it, it must be painful in this area.

Mu Ciyue brushed Cao Xin's paw away: "Don't move your hands, take your hands away."

Cao Xin suddenly realized something, retracted his hand like lightning, and muttered in his heart like reciting Buddhist scriptures: "You can't touch, you can't touch, only your majesty can touch sins..."

After such a thing happened, Mu Ciyue was not in the mood to listen to his own story anymore, even if he continued to listen, it was probably about how he was subdued by others, and he was so aggrieved to death!So, Mu Ciyue took Cao Xin out of the teahouse.

"I forgot to ask you, what do you do when you come out?" Mu Ciyue asked.

"...I'm bored by myself, come out for a walk."

"Alone? Where are your friends?"

"I didn't take them with me, it's fine if I come out by myself."

"Tsk tsk." Mu Ciyue relied on the experience of those who had experienced it, and continued to explore, "Are you sure? Don't you plan to sneak out to do something?"

Cao Xin's expression froze for a moment, but he immediately returned to normal. He smiled and said, "No, why? What can I do secretly? I am the son of the prime minister, so what I do is naturally fair and aboveboard."

"That's not necessarily true. There is one thing that anyone should do secretly." Mu Ciyue chuckled, "For example, having an affair."

"Secretly... I didn't! How could I do such a thing?" Cao Xin tried hard to refute, but his face was already red.

"Hey, why are you reacting so violently? It's not shameful to have an affair. A man has to do this. Otherwise, how do you get a beauty into his arms? Hey, is the object of your affair the Ninth Princess?"

Cao Xin was even more incoherent: "No, no, no, what is stealing... I am aboveboard, that is, she is talking nonsense about a martial arts contest to recruit relatives, so I rushed here."

"Tsk, martial arts contest to recruit relatives? Ninth princesses contest to recruit relatives?" Mu Ciyue sighed, "The emperor's own sister is going to compete with martial arts to recruit relatives. Who dares to beat her? And a princess, choosing a son-in-law is a martial arts contest to recruit relatives?"

"So it's nonsense, and I don't know martial arts."

Mu Ciyue thought for a while, then suddenly smiled: "It's okay, brother, what's wrong with not knowing martial arts? I'll help you, get ready, your spring is coming."