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Mo Mo started the boring life of raising horses again. At that time, he had seen how Batu communicated with horses, so he learned a little bit.

In response to that sentence, I get up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, work more than donkeys, and eat less than pigs.

Fortunately, the plan is going well, and we are moving forward step by step.

Spitting out the grass in his mouth, Zhang Yuan went over and shouted, "It's useless, the second steward told you to go."

Turning back in silence, staring at his strange face, and moving his eyes away from his unnatural left arm imperceptibly, he asked casually, "Zhang Yuan, did you hurt your hand?"

Catching the flashing expression change on his face, Shen Mo grabbed his left arm and pulled it slightly.

There was cold sweat oozing from the temples, Zhang Yuan gasped, and withdrew his hand with a smile, "No." But his hanging left hand was trembling slightly.

He took a deep look at the young man in front of him, said nothing more in silence, took a cloth to wipe off the grass clippings on his hands, and walked a few steps away, but he didn't look back, "I regard you as a friend, Zhang Yuan, people have to live for themselves. "

The assassin appeared in the mansion last night, alarming all the guards, but they were not caught, which shows that the assassin is familiar with the terrain of the mansion.

The indifferent smile on Zhang Yuan's face couldn't hold back anymore, he restrained himself a little bit, the murderous intent welling up in his eyes flashed away, and was replaced by a complex look.

He slowly pulled the corners of his lips, smiled bitterly, stood on the spot and looked up at the sky, muttering to himself, "It's not that easy..."

Mo Mo walked up to Liu Yan under the strange eyes of several guards at the gate of the palace, bowed down, bowed his head and saluted, "My lord."

Slightly raising his head, he glanced condescendingly at the young man, flashing an unclear smile, Liu Yan raised his whip and ran towards the city.

The dust brought up by the horse's hoof made the corners of Shen Mo's mouth twitch, and he stepped forward to follow.

For Liu Yan, patrolling the streets is boring. If there are people making troubles, such as bullies oppressing women and so on.

Help me, trouble.

Because in the entire Jiangzuo City, among those women who have not left the court, there are countless who want to marry the current King Yan who is both civil and military, and there are even some who can't even give up their titles.

This is also the reason why Liu Yan often encounters various bizarre and bitter scenes.

No matter how fast he walks, no matter how strong his physical strength is, his two legs are not as fast as a horse, so for Shen Mo, now he really wants to run over and grab the horse's tail, and then grab the man on the horse and throw him on the ground.

Of course, this is just a thought.

Since he was called to appease Lei Feng on the street a few days ago, he has been accompanying him on the street in the morning and serving tea and water in Orchid Garden in the afternoon.

Liu Yan was doubting his origin and purpose, so he was brought under his nose.

This is a scheming plan. If he is really plotting something wrong, he will definitely use the opportunity to do something.

It's a pity that Liu Yan is doomed to be disappointed.

"It's useless, did you notice that the prince is in a good mood today." The guard walking behind whispered.

At this time, the man riding a horse in front happened to turn his head. The big red robe was really enchanting, Shen Mo narrowed his eyes, "I can see it."

To be precise, that person seemed to be in a good mood after he was intentionally or unintentionally punished from the beginning.

Jiangzuo City is not small in size, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the four seasons are like spring. There are endless business travelers from all over the place, and the folk customs are simple and honest. Probably very few people know that Liu Yan is unmanageable and cynical on the surface, but secretly has a group of forces lurking in the city. inside.

The traveling team stopped downstairs in a high profile, Liu Yanyue dismounted, and ordered to his bodyguard, "Huang Hao, go back."

Huang Hao quickly glanced at the tall and thin young man who had kept his head down, and waved for everyone to walk around the city to the palace. When he passed the young man, he took another look before leaving.

As soon as Shen Mo followed Liu Yan into Yueman Building, the mother inside came over with a smile and spoke in embarrassment.

"My lord, I came here earlier than yesterday. Kong Yue and that girl are not feeling well. Why don't you let Chunhuaqiuyue accompany you today..."

"It's okay." Liu Yan casually pulled one of the passionate women around, hooked her slender waist and caressed her ambiguously, while the woman moaned passionately, but he withdrew his hand viciously.

"Look for the green bamboo and green leaves." Liu Yan squinted at the well-behaved young man behind him with special meaning, "Today's protagonist is not the king."

The elegant room on the second floor to the north

Shen Mo stood in the corner, looking at his nose, nose and heart, trying to guess what Liu Yan was up to.

Tilting his head up to drink the wine in the glass, Liu Yan reclined on the couch, chuckling jokingly, "This is Cheng Wuyong, the groom of the palace."

Silently raised his eyebrows, yes, I can remember his name.

Those young women in thin shirts covered their mouths and smiled, serving Liu Yan in different ways.

"This king has never seen him smile." Liu Yan threw out a stack of banknotes, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and the water was rippling, but it was extremely cold, "Who can make him smile, take all of these."

Shen Mo raised his eyes, the bank notes on the case were at least 1000 taels, those women's eyes lit up immediately, and they walked to Mo Mo's place shaking their waists.

Compared with serving those men with big heads, big ears and mouth full of alcohol, the fair and clean young people in front of them are too seductive, and they start to flirt.

The strong smell of makeup and powder was tangy, and the hands touching him made him feel uncomfortable all over. Shen Mo frowned lightly, and his lips were pursed again and again. He pressed his fist against his lips, endured it, and finally retched directly.

Liu Yan narrowed his eyes, "Why, don't you even look up to me?"

"Forgive me for being bold." Shen Mo pursed her lips, raised her eyes, looked straight at Liu Yan, and said word by word, "Your servant has a hidden disease since he was a child."

As soon as these words fell, there was a moment of silence in the elegant room, which was so depressing that even the women were stunned.

"Hahahahaha." The smile on Liu Yan's face didn't convey to his eyes, he flicked his sleeves lazily, "See, this king's groom speaks sharply, he is not afraid of this king, he dares to spread such lies casually come out."

The next moment, there were enchanting or brisk laughter, and among those women, a seductive woman in a green shirt boldly stretched her thin white hands under Shen Mo's body, and flexibly raised her fingers dyed blue. Opening the hem of his clothes, he stroked a certain part of him skillfully.

With the corners of his eyes down, he stood there silently, still being pressed against by the woman's graceful body enveloping Peony Xiang, writhing like a slick snake on his chest, holding his lifeline through the thin underwear from time to time. Do it, rolling the front end with your thumbs from time to time.

However, no matter how the other party played with it, the thing still didn't respond, and it was huddled in a limp ball inside the obscene pants.

Seeing the young man standing there quietly, as if nothing had happened, there was also a handsome and clean person in his memory, as if untouched by the dirt and darkness of the world, Liu Yan took a look at his chest, threw the wine glass out, and slammed it on the ground .

"Get out!"

Liu Yan is notorious for his changeable temperament. Just a moment ago, he was full of evil spirits, but now his eyebrows and eyes are full of evil spirits.

The women's faces turned pale with fright, they didn't dare to stay any longer, they turned and left one after another.

The melodious and low-pitched piano sound slowly stopped, and two women in white clothes came out from behind the curtain. One was elegant and elegant, the other was smart and beautiful.

"Qingzhu Qingye, go and talk to Aunt Piao, let Kong Yue have a good rest and come over at night. In addition, this king will rest here for a night."

"Yes." Two soft voices came out, Qingzhu and Qingye secretly glanced at the other person in the elegant room, there was a little curiosity in Qingye's eyes, but she didn't dare to look too much, she pulled Qingzhu out together.

It was dark before his eyes, and Liu Yan had appeared in front of Shen Mo from the soft couch, and he was amazed at the speed of his skills.

"What? Didn't you just say that you have a hidden disease?" Liu Yan squeezed the hot object that was gradually hardening in his palm, and he sneered, "Tell me, what is this?"

Mo Mo raised his eyes and stared at him, "It's desire."

The two were very close, their breath brushed against each other's cheeks, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the private room at some point.

The young man's thin face showed no tension or fluctuations at all. He has seen such a calmness many times these days, and he has to admit that this person is more rigorous than the previous ones. He has already sent people to investigate, but they have not found any clues.

Liu Yan suddenly raised the corners of his lips into a chuckle, he let go of his hand, wiped it with a handkerchief in disgust, and said indifferently, "Go out."

After tidying up the clothes, Shen Mo responded lightly and stepped out, closing the door and standing at the door.

There are not many customers in Yuemanlou during the day, it looks like a tea house, but at night it is full of obscenity, standing silently like a pillar, motionless, looking indifferently at the men and women who are joking and joking.

Early the next morning, the door of the private room opened, and Liu Yan walked out slowly with Kong Yue in his arms, looking good.

"I thought you went back yesterday." Liu Yan glanced at the haggard young man at the door, and asked casually, "Standing all night?"

There was a clear circle of blue in Shen Mo's eyes, and he pursed his pale lips, "It is the duty of a slave to protect the prince."

Kong Yue covered her mouth with a handkerchief, coughed a few times, her sickly face seemed weaker than before, she ordered her maid to bring a bowl of ginger tea.

"Warm your body, it's freezing cold, don't get caught in the wind and cold."

He stretched out his hand to take it, thanked him silently, the bowl in his hand was snatched away as soon as his lips moved closer, and Liu Yan's emotionless laughter filled his ears, full of sarcasm.

"This king's groom can't resist even a little bit of wind and cold, Yue'er, you underestimate him."

Shen Mo blinked his tired eyelids, looked at a pair of gold-rimmed boots passing by, he dragged his heavy steps down the stairs, his calves kept trembling, and fell down the stairs without taking a few steps.

"Ah ----- dead"

Seeing the young man lying motionless on the ground, the people in Yueman Building all screamed, but Kong Yue wanted to step forward but was held down by a big hand on her waist.

"Get up for the king."

Shen Mo snorted, stood up with his hands on the ground with difficulty, blood dripped down from his forehead, he wiped it, as if annoyed at how it couldn't be wiped clean, but put it in his mouth and licked it strangely.

"It's salty, Se..."

The momentary confusion faded away, he shook his head silently, the dripping blood blurred his vision, he only saw the bright red robe, broad arms, a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the anger inside.