23 silk moving purple emperor

The Mei Manor is naturally full of flowers in such a spring, against the grandeur of this family, it seems to be a blush on the pale face of a beautiful woman.

It was not the first time for Wuyou to come to this mansion, but at this time Wuyou who originally came by stepping on the moonlight walked into this mansion under the blue sky and broad daylight.

Mei Ziyang was by his side, with a slight smile, watching Wuyou and couldn't help looking back again and again along the way, maybe it was a cluster of rhododendrons, maybe it was the bright red peach blossoms on both sides of the promenade, or the lotus pond already covered with duckweed .

As if it was his first time to come here, Mei Ziyang still had such unconcealable curiosity, Mei Ziyang thought with a smile, and couldn't help but took a step closer, bringing himself only half a step closer, shoulder to shoulder with Wuyou, The hand under the long sleeve gently held his hand.

Worry-free was startled, turned to look at him, the panic in his eyes could not be concealed, Mei Ziyang said softly: "Your servant follows far away,

can not see. "

Wuyou seemed to hesitate for a moment, his stiff fingers softened a bit, and he let him hold it, but lowered his head, and just walked forward without looking around.

Seeing him like this, Mei Ziyang felt a little unbearable, and wanted to let him go, but he held this warm and delicate hand in his hand, but he couldn't bear to let go for a while, the slender fingers rested lightly on his palm, letting him Thinking of some nights, these hands rested softly on his shoulders, and sometimes they tightened involuntarily, sinking into the skin of the shoulders...

On those nights when there was only faint light, Mei Ziyang couldn't help but gritted his teeth lightly.

As soon as he passed the corner of the veranda, there was a large clump of white cherry blossoms, the flowers and leaves were extremely dense, Mei Ziyang's heart moved, and he pulled the person in his hand, then passed over the railing, and fell into the surrounding of the snow-white petals.

The people who followed walked around the corner, but wondered why they didn't see the young master who had accompanied Mr. Wuyou to see the scenery all the way.

Wuyou was startled suddenly, and couldn't help but let out a low voice, before he could finish speaking, he was blocked.

It was a lingering kiss. It was a little eager at the beginning, but it gradually eased up. Just like the previous times, it slowly deepened bit by bit, full of patience.

Everything gradually returned to the familiar feeling, Wuyou finally relaxed, and the tension in the future that was far more than excitement was released, and he moved slightly, getting closer.

Mei Ziyang let go of him, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Is it better?"

Wuyou also smiled: "I don't know if it's bad or good this time, I'm always a little uneasy."

Mei Ziyang held his hands and stroked them lightly: "What's the matter? You came here a little suddenly this time."

Wuyou said: "The young master sent me here, the timing of his speech is a bit strange, I don't know if he knows something."

Mei Ziyang said: "So what if we know? Although we kept this matter from him, we didn't do anything else. Even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to blame him. Don't worry."

Wuyou frowned: "But the young master has always been on guard against you. I'm always worried that something will happen. I don't want you to have an accident."

Mei Ziyang smiled and said, "Don't you worry about me? Can I still hurt you?"

As she spoke, she kissed the center of his brow, asking him not to frown again.

Sure enough, Wuyou stretched his brows and said with a smile, "Of course you won't harm me, and I will always protect you so that no one can sue you."

Mei Ziyang laughed out loud: "With you protecting me like this, wouldn't everything be fine?"

He thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Isn't this better now? You live here justifiably, that's great. I knew you were coming yesterday, so I asked someone to clean up a yard for you next to where I live. The clever girl is here for you, so you don’t have to leave, you can stay here for a long time.”

Worry-free smile: "You have a good idea. If the young master sees that there is no movement here, maybe he will tell me to go back. He told me to come and he will never spy on you."

Mei Ziyang smiled and said: "You say that, don't I have to do a few things well, so that you won't be taken back by him."

Wuyou slapped him on the arm: "Stop talking nonsense, don't make me worry."

Mei Ziyang smiled after being beaten: "There is Mr. Wuyou watching me under the order of the chief executive, what can I do? I'm afraid that the well-behaved one would not even dare to marry a wife, and just wait on Mr. Wuyou every night."

Wuyou opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, but his ears turned red, crystal clear and cute.

It's strange for Wuyou to say that his face can't be red, if it is red, his ears are red, it's hot, and it won't go away for a long time.

Mei Ziyang loved him so much that he couldn't help but kiss again and again.

The two hid in the flowers and whispered for a long time before they finally came out. Mei Ziyang had to let go of Yang Wuyou's hand, and was very dissatisfied, but he never showed his face, and still seemed to be smiling slightly , very mild.

The courtyard that Mei Ziyang arranged for Wuyou to live in is very exquisite and quiet. The location of the mansion is slightly behind, and there is only a redbud corridor between Mei Ziyang’s own Banlan Garden. The more flowers bloom, the more beautiful it is.

After sitting in the car for a whole day, Wuyou was a little tired, and he didn't want to come out after entering the house. Mei Ziyang was naturally a thoughtful and considerate host, and said with a smile: "Young Master Wuyou, take a rest and wash your face. The kitchen made a few light dishes and brought them over, and I’ll welcome you tomorrow—there’s a small hot spring pool in the backyard of this yard, eat something and take a dip.”

Wuyou leaned back on the chair and said politely, "Thank you, General Jinma."

Just as they were talking, the food was brought, Mei Ziyang watched someone set the table, so he stayed with him, serving the dishes and serving the soup himself, being extraordinarily attentive.

He is really a good host who does not leak water, and is polite in his hospitality, so as not to make the guests too uncomfortable.

Worry-free pursed his lips secretly.

The chef of Mei Mansion is well-known in Jincheng. The dishes are exquisite and elegant, which is very suitable for Wuyou's appetite. With such a very considerate and considerate host, this simple meal is also a joy for both guests and hosts.

But compared to this dish, Wuyou felt more comfortable in the hot spring with the slight mist steaming under the moonlight. The whole person soaked in it, half-squinted looking at a piece of silver-white colorless flowers outside the pool, and almost fell asleep comfortably.

Until a hand behind him silently caressed his shoulder.

Wuyou dodged it reflectively, and when he looked back, it was Mei Ziyang's smiling face. Under the moonlight, that familiar face seemed to glow faintly.

Wuyou relaxed, leaned back against the pool wall, and said lazily, "Scare me."

Mei Ziyang's slender fingers stroked his shoulders, neck and neck slowly, and said with a smile: "Your skills have regressed, and you didn't hear a single sound."

Wuyou pressed his hand with his backhand: "It's you who have improved. Which level have you practiced?"

Mei Ziyang smiled but didn't answer, she suddenly pulled her hand and leaned over to hug Wuyou in the pool, she stood up long and her sleeves were wet.

When rushing into the room, Wuyou seemed to hear him laughing and saying, "First, see if you have improved in both body and body cultivation..."

From everyone's point of view, Mr. Wuyou, who was obviously sent by the chief executive to monitor General Jinmatang, seemed to get along very happily with General Jinmatang. People commented that it was because of General Jinmatang's generosity that the entire Mei Mansion was undefended. , I can often see Mr. Wuyou walking around the mansion alone, and sometimes looking for books in Mei Ziyang's study alone.

Mei Ziyang did not evade him in all the matters he handled, and he was quite generous. He said, "I, Mei Ziyang, do everything for the sake of my master. Naturally, I am not afraid of others knowing."

It's just that no one knows that the two of them actually have more fun with each other than they seem.

Mei Ziyang's face was radiant.

Wuyou still had that indifferent look, completely ignoring the unexplained, overt or covert hostility from the Mei Mansion, as if he didn't know about it.

Mei Ziyang has a lot of affairs in his hands, even with Wuyou's help, the two of them still have to soak in the study for a long time every day, and people keep coming to report things, please explain, Wuyou really doesn't know how Mei Ziyang lived before he came here.

Finally, everyone got back to their work and went out. Wuyou put down his pen, stretched his waist, and said to Mei Ziyang who was still looking down at the post: "It's terrible, I will die of exhaustion in your study sooner or later."

Mei Ziyang looked up at him, then lowered his head again, and said casually: "Well, sooner or later, I will die of exhaustion on your bed."

Wuyou was startled, his ears turned red immediately, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Mei Ziyang has never been a person who talks nonsense, even if the two have been very close in recent years, he will hardly make fun of the matter of the bed. Itchy to the heart.

I was restless for a while, so I had to turn my head away and look at the flowers outside the window.

Mei Ziyang raised his head, seeing Wuyou's appearance, he laughed again, it was really fun to tease him.

Wuyou's ears became redder by his laugh, and he couldn't help but glared at him, stood up and walked to the bookshelf, as if trying to avoid his words.

But there was no real thought of looking for a book, so I just randomly picked one from the bookshelf and held it in my hand.

Mei Ziyang saw that he was embarrassed, so he stopped laughing, turned serious, and continued to immerse himself in reviewing the papers.

Wuyou leaned against the window, looking at the bright spring scenery outside the window, unintentionally flipping through the book in his hand, and without noticing for a moment, a small snow wave note fell down.

Picking it up casually, glanced at it leisurely, and immediately froze. It was the two lines of the copied poem "The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the 23 silk moves the purple emperor". The handwriting is unfamiliar, but the signature is unexpectedly unexpected The word "worry-free".

Wuyou was surprised, but when Mei Ziyang turned his head, he subconsciously covered it up.

Holding the Xuelang paper tightly in the palm of his hand, he continued to flip through the collection of poems with a natural expression.

Mei Ziyang thought he was still embarrassed, just smiled lightly, and didn't say anything further.

Wuyou seemed to be greatly shocked, and his heart was in a mess.

Who is this Wuyou with strange handwriting?

Worry free?

Worry free...

For a moment, some memories of the past that had confused me flooded my mind. Mei Ziyang said that he didn't like sweets, that he didn't like black clothes, and that he naturally ordered watermelon not to be iced, saying that Mr. Wuyou didn't like to eat ice... …

But I like sweet sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing, and I think black clothes are also good. When it’s hot, I think it’s better to chill the watermelon...

Is it...

Wuyou felt the temperature drop a little bit, and an unbelievable thought shocked him extremely.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Another worry-free?

Wuyou felt a little dizzy.

The worry-free one?The worry-free before me?The worry-free son who was hanged for treason?

That happened many years ago. The chief manager used to be another young master Wuyou, a handsome and handsome young master Wuyou. At that time, he was still practicing martial arts by his master. It was the master the chief executive found for him. The manager said that when he learned martial arts well, he would take him back to the palace, and there would be five young masters by his side instead of four.

He even thought excitedly at night what his name would be then.

It was only after he learned martial arts that he realized that the four young masters who followed the chief executive had now become three, and he just happened to take the place of Mr. Wuyou.

Since then, there is no worry.

At the beginning, Wuwei asked the Chief Manager if he should choose another name, but the Chief Manager thought about it and said, "It's better to be worry-free, at least I will keep it in mind."

At that time, his expression was indescribably sad.

No matter what, Wuyou had been with him for so many years, no matter how hard-hearted he was, he couldn't let him go.

I didn't dare to ask more questions, and silently accepted the name.

After so many years, I actually saw Wuyou in this completely unexpected place, not my own Wuyou.I have never seen that worry-free one, and even rarely heard of it.

The crime of mutiny was so dishonorable that it was rarely mentioned, or deliberately avoided at all.

After concentrating on it, he suddenly laughed again. This suspiciousness is too serious. At the time, Wuyou was always serving the head of the palace, and several generals were also in the palace for most of the time. Randomly sandwiched in the book to draw, why do you think so far away?

Wuyou shook his head to himself, and casually put the note into his bosom.

Mei Ziyang was still looking down at the brochure, didn't feel anything strange about Wuyou here, Wuyou smiled, if a person as impenetrable as Mei Ziyang is really different from the previous Wuyou, would there be some clues for him to see?Naturally, it has been cleaned up long ago, the study is here every day, and Mei Ziyang has never seen him guarding against him.

The more I think about it, the more I feel at ease.

But seeing that Mei Ziyang read the book, he seemed to be thinking about something, so he asked him: "What's wrong?"

Mei Ziyang raised his head and said with a smile: "Next month is the grand ceremony for the new head of Kunlun. Cheng Yinchuan personally edited the book and invited us. Shall we go?"

Wuyou raised his eyebrows: "Us?"

Mei Ziyang smiled and said, "You don't want to go with me?"

Wuyou said: "No matter how you look at it, I shouldn't go."

"Why?"

"I have never walked around the rivers and lakes. Who knows me? What am I going to do?"

Mei Ziyang smiled and said, "The chief executive ordered you to help me. Since I'm going, you will naturally go, otherwise it's nothing like helping me."

Wuyou said: "That's why I can't go, there must be someone watching over here."

Mei Ziyang said: "If there is anything, I will report it quickly, otherwise I don't have to go anywhere these years, just stay here every day? Wuyou, why are you so unwilling to go with me?"

Wuyou himself didn't understand why when Mei Ziyang proposed to go out together, he subconsciously felt that it was impossible, as if he hadn't had time to think about it, so he shook his head and rejected it.

In fact, the two have been in love for a long time. Due to their identities and office constraints, they always get together less often and leave more often. Most of the time, they only meet each other in a hurry and then separate. These days, they are sent by the chief executive to assist Mei Ziyang, so they can often be together. It's just that there are many people in Meifu, and they are very restrained in order to hide their ears.

If you go out, the number of people you bring is naturally limited, which is much more convenient.

Unable to refute for a moment, Wuyou bit his lip and remained silent.

Mei Ziyang stood up, held his hand, and said softly: "Wuyou, come with me?"

Mei Ziyang's hand was very warm, as if it was going to warm his heart, Wuyou looked up at Mei Ziyang's handsome smiling face, and nodded involuntarily.

Mei Ziyang smiled even more cheerfully: "Then I'll write a letter and inform the chief manager."

Mei Ziyang seemed to be very happy, even with the luggage and utensils that he told people to prepare to go out, he was obviously in a good mood, but Wuyou always felt that it was difficult to settle down in his heart, as if there was an omen that something would happen. He couldn't say anything, but he couldn't say anything when he saw Mei Ziyang's smile.

Mei Ziyang was so excited about the trip of the two of them, how could he be willing to spoil his interest.

Thinking about it carefully, the two of them went out this time just to watch the ceremony, and it wasn't a tricky thing. With the name of Mr. Mei, there would be no trouble on the way. There was really nothing to worry about, and Wuyou was tossing and turning again and again. After a few nights, I comforted myself again and again, and finally felt a little more at ease in my heart, and it was the day of departure.

Although Mei Ziyang has always been very ostentatious, this time he brought not many people, just two carriages and a few horses. Mei Ziyang left Mei Qi to look after him in the mansion, and Mei San and three other guards accompanied him. , all dressed in blue and white horses, and even Mei Ziyang's car had been stripped of its luxurious decorations, and kept a low profile all the way.

Mei Ziyang smiled and said: "It's still early, let's go slowly, tonight I just go to Ruyi's place for dinner."

Wuyou said: "Is General Jiaozhu still in General King Qiong's mansion?"

"Last month, Liuyun went to work for Lord Hou. I don't know if he will come back, but even if he comes back, he will probably be in Xiaofeng Mingyue Tower."

Wuyou smiled and said: "This is the best, otherwise when the two of them are together, it will be a real headache for the two of them."

Thinking of these two generals who were still a bit childish when they had nothing to do, Wuyou smiled and shook his head, really helpless.

When they arrived at Luyizhuang, where General Qiongwangtang lived, they were surprised that Liuyun was not there, but there was a person they never expected - Zhao Hangtian.

This time, Mei Ziyang, who has all eyes and hands, was really surprised.When he saw Zhao Hangtian's carriage in the yard, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Mei San.Mei San also showed surprise, seeing her master looking over, she quickly took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "This subordinate has neglected his duty, so I will order someone to investigate." Mei Ziyang nodded.

After getting the notification, Jun Ruyi came out to meet her, and said with a smile, "Brother Zi is here, I'm not far enough to welcome you."

Mei Ziyang took his hand affectionately, and said with a smile, "You're so polite with me—I happened to pass by you when I was out for a stroll, so I just stopped by to have a look."

Jun Ruyi smiled and said: "I don't know what kind of incense is burned today, it's really rare that everyone came to see me—even a distinguished guest like Mr. Wuyou came." At the same time, he let Mei Ziyang in, and ordered his subordinates to treat Mei Ziyang with him. people who come.

Wuyou smiled and said some polite words.

Mei Ziyang walked in with him, and said with a smile: "The one in the yard is called Xiaotian's carriage?"

Jun Ruyi said: "That's right, Xiaotian is so lazy, once he enters the house, he can't come out. Han Muyun heard you arrived, and he was about to come out, but he stopped him from coming out." After saying that, he smiled.

Mei Ziyang's eyes lit up when he heard Han Muyun, and he walked a little faster.Han Muyun was down and out at the beginning, it was Mei Ziyang who saved his life outside the pass, and they recognized him as brother, the two had a very good relationship.

Wuyou followed behind, he had only heard of Han Muyun's name, and knew that back then Lord Marquis Guixi, the chief executive used this person to single-handedly control two generals, so he was naturally curious, but missed it from time to time, and finally saw him today.That's all for Mei Ziyang, what kind of stunner would he be to be so favored by Zhao Hangtian?Wuyou is looking forward to it.

Jun Ruyi allowed them to drink tea and eat snacks in the main hall. When they entered the door, they saw Zhao Hangtian lazily leaning on a chair that looked extremely comfortable, and his tiger named Mu Yun was lazier than him. At his feet, a colorful body stretched out, with a big head resting on its two front paws, and its tail flicking back and forth. I haven't seen this tiger for a few months, and it seems that it has grown fatter.

In the chair next to him sat a man peeling grapes.

It can only be said to be a delicate appearance, but it does not have a fresh breath.

The one who can sit next to Zhao Hangtian is naturally Han Muyun.

Wuyou looked at him with great interest, Han Muyun couldn't help laughing when he saw Mei Ziyang, stuffed the peeled grapes into Zhao Hangtian's mouth, and greeted him: "Brother."

It was rare for Wuyou to see Mei Ziyang smiling so heartily in the presence of many people.

He grabbed Han Muyun's hand and said with a smile, "I just stopped by to see Ruyi. I didn't expect to meet you. It's a pleasant surprise."

Han Muyun also had a happy smile on his face. He smiled very nicely. The corners of his eyes, which were originally only slightly raised, were obviously raised, and there was a kind of charming feeling that seemed to come out of nowhere.

Wuyou caught a glimpse of Zhao Hangtian moving on the chair uncomfortably, but he seemed to be trying his best to endure.

Mei Ziyang and Han Muyun stood there talking endlessly, Wuyou thought for a while that he might not be his turn, so he went to talk to Zhao Hangtian, while Jun Ruyi ordered tea.

Zhao Hangtian moved again, his face was a little dark.

Wuyou was a little funny, so he chatted with him. He had been in the palace for a long time, and he became acquainted with several inner generals.Once Zhao Hangtian met Mei Ziyang, the scene was very interesting.Jun Ruyi sat on the side, and there was a bit of interest in watching the fun in that smile.

But soon, Wuyou lost the mood to watch the excitement.

When Mei Ziyang pulled Han Muyun over to introduce them to each other, Han Muyun's expression suddenly changed when he heard the word "Worriless".

Maybe it didn't change, the smile was still the same, it just froze as if suddenly encountered frost at that moment, and it became unnatural.His eyes involuntarily slid over to take a look at Mei Ziyang.

Mei Ziyang was so natural that he couldn't be more natural, and he didn't notice anything strange about Han Muyun at all.

Perhaps Han Muyun was only unnatural for a moment, and after glancing at Mei Ziyang, his frozen expression became vivid again, but Wuyou, who was sensitive for such a moment, still noticed it and kept it in his heart calmly.

Han Muyun politely exchanged a few words with him, Zhao Hangtian finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "What are you doing standing there, sit down. What time is this, Ruyi, how do you become the master?"

Jun Ruyi smiled and said, "Even though I'm here, I don't need to be the master. Didn't the two elder brothers bring their own cooks? How can you expect people from my place?"

Zhao Hangtian snorted: "Okay, Wu Qi, you go and make arrangements, and by the way, meet General Jinmatang."

Wu Qi bowed and agreed, and went to make arrangements.

Han Muyun smiled and sat back beside Zhao Hangtian.

Mei Ziyang smiled and said, "There's no need to catch the wind, I'll keep going."

Jun Ruyi smiled and said, "Xiao Zi is going to Kunlun?"

Mei Ziyang nodded: "Well, I've been stuck at home for a long time, and I also want to go out for a while. Going to Kunlun is not an important task, so I might as well come out a little earlier, and go sightseeing all the way."

"Xiao Zi is really interested."

Mei Ziyang said with a smile: "Fortunately, I came out early and met Mu Yun. Ruyi, I'm afraid I will stay with you for a few more days."

Everyone understands the implication, Han Muyun smiled, Zhao Hangtian stretched his face.Smile without worry.

Han Muyun smiled, and leaned over to talk to Zhao Hangtian in a low voice. Even if all of you are experts here, you can only hear a few intermittent words and sentences, and you can't understand the meaning at all.

But looking at Zhao Hangtian's face that barely slowed down, he naturally knew that it was Han Muyun who was trying to comfort him.

Mei Ziyang also came over and whispered to Wuyou: "Is it okay to stay for two more days?"

Wuyou smiled and said, "I'm going out with you, so it's okay."

After the meal, Jun Ruyi arranged for Mei Ziyang and Wuyou to rest in the courtyard respectively. Mei Ziyang didn't feel tired and went to chat with Han Muyun. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and it seemed that they had accumulated a lot of words.

Han Muyun said: "Brother, this worry-free son..."

He hesitated a little, not knowing how to word it.

Mei Ziyang said in a low voice: "Actually, I didn't really run into you by accident. I knew that you had arrived at Ruyi's place, so I set off early and came here for this purpose. But I was afraid that Xiaotian would be unhappy, so I said it on purpose. Coincidentally."

Although it was not true, Mei Ziyang was very familiar with this kind of words and sounded very considerate.

On the contrary, Han Muyun believed it was true, so he felt a little uneasy, and frowned, "Brother, don't be angry with the young master, he is just a child with a temper...do you think there is something wrong, brother?"

Mei Ziyang thought for a while: "There must be something wrong, but I can't figure it out, so I really want you to take a look."

Han Muyun was born with a pair of sharp eyes, and he is extremely accurate in seeing people and things. As long as he has met people, no matter how disguised they are, he will definitely recognize them. If he has only heard voices, as long as he speaks, he will never admit his mistake , just like the pearls and jades he had seen before, no matter how realistic the imitation was, it would not be able to deceive his eyes.The art of identification is unparalleled in the world.

Han Muyun still frowned: "Brother, why do you think it's wrong?"

Mei Ziyang said: "I don't know why, I always feel that he is the previous Wuyou, the feeling is very strong, but obviously they are completely different, and..."

And that Wuyou really died in front of him.

No matter what he said, he couldn't say it.

There was always a strong sense of sadness in the thrilling experience at the beginning, and I dare not recall it.

Han Muyun walked a few steps, frowned, thought and thought, and finally said, "I can't see it."

Mei Ziyang was startled, but he couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment.

Not reconciled, he couldn't help but ask: "I really can't see it?"

Han Muyun couldn't bear it, felt a little sorry, but hesitated again and again, thought about it seriously, and said: "I really can't see it, but I don't think it's that simple."

The same two sentences, but one is more sad than one.

Although I don't quite understand the cause and effect, I can see that my eldest brother really wants to say yes.

The eldest brother is usually so indifferent, calm and collected, and he only raises his eyebrows when it comes to big things. At this time, under the setting sun, he can clearly see the almost desperate expression on his face.

Mei Ziyang slowly turned his head to the side, and could no longer see the expression on his face, only saw the setting sun behind him slowly descending into the river, and his blood color became hazy.

Han Muyun bit his lip, feeling a little uncomfortable, his elder brother loved him so much, but he couldn't share his worries when something happened, seeing his figure leaning against the tree, his heart ached unbearably.

Obviously he should be tall and straight, and he should be in high spirits. At first glance, he looks the same as before, but no matter how he looks at it, Han Muyun feels that there is a kind of despair and desolation in his figure.

Han Muyun turned around in circles again, stopped to look at him after turning around, stopped to look at him again, turned around ten times and eight times, and finally decided to stop when he felt dizzy. Courage spoke again: "Brother..."

Mei Ziyang raised his head, his smile was still so gentle: "Huh?"

Han Muyun bit his lips again: "Brother, I'm really not sure, you know, I only met him once."

Mei Ziyang frowned slightly: "It's enough for you to see it once."

"But that time I didn't have time to talk to him."

Han Muyun hesitated again, and said, "There is a place you should visit."

Mei Ziyang immediately understood what he meant, but still nodded as if there was no hope.

Han Muyun would not comfort him either, so he could only be anxious.

He went straight back to his room and still couldn't put it down, his mind was full of Mei Ziyang and Wuyou, Zhao Hangtian yelled a few times but didn't respond, he grabbed a cup and threw it over.

In the end, he was merciful and only hit his shoulder.

Han Muyun was hit on the shoulder, and only then did he come to his senses. He only felt sorry for the pastel cup from the official kiln.

"Master?"

Zhao Hangtian stared at him with displeasure on his face: "What's wrong with you, I went out to whisper with Mei Ziyang for a long time, and then I pretended to be dead when I came back."

Han Muyun rubbed his shoulders and walked over with a bitter face.

He had already figured out Zhao Hangtian's temper, this young master of the National People's Congress is used to being soft-spoken and not hard-working, and most of them won't listen to him with nice explanations.

Sure enough, Zhao Hangtian felt bitter, and when he saw him approaching, his face was still fierce, but he stretched out his hand, rubbed him a little rudely, and said, "Why are you going out to mutter, you are so out of your mind." In tone. All came down.

Han Muyun sat down beside him, seeing his snow-white feet rubbing back and forth in the mottled fur on the back of the tiger Muyun, he was very jealous for a moment, and immediately leaned over and hugged his feet into his arms: "Again It’s cold without socks.”

Zhao Hangtian thoughtlessly said, "It's warm in its fur." ​​He also enjoyed it, and let him feed on it.

Han Muyun turned his thoughts back, thought for a while and asked, "What did Big Brother and Mr. Wuyou look like before?"

Zhao Hangtian gave him a white look: "What's none of your business?"

Han Muyun hurriedly laughed along with him: "It's my elder brother after all. Without him, I might have died."

At the mention of the beginning, Zhao Hangtian became softer and gave him another look.

Han Muyun smiled and waited for him to talk.

He knew that Zhao Hangtian would be a little softer when he mentioned it, so he was cautious not to mention it on weekdays, but today he had to mention it quietly for the sake of his elder brother.I still scolded myself a few words in my heart.

Zhao Hangtian fell back, leaned comfortably on the big soft cushion, thought for a while and said, "It's really strange to talk about the Wuyou before."

It looks like it wants to tell a story, and it looks like it will "break down next time" if no one cheers.

Han Muyun immediately listened attentively, and nodded seriously: "En."

Zhao Hangtian obviously liked this, and said with a smile: "It is reasonable to say that Wuyou is the person next to the Chief Executive, even though he also helps the Chief Executive with the affairs of the palace, it has nothing to do with us, it is really unexpected. "

This person deliberately kept things a secret, and Han Muyun naturally appeared to be anxious to hear, but he really wanted to know what was going on.

"About three years ago, you didn't recognize Xiao Zi at that time, it seemed to be March, um, it was March, everyone went back to the palace to celebrate the birthday of Lord Hou, anyway, it was a custom, the palace was very lively every day, The troops brought by the generals outside the palace were all stationed, as tight as iron barrels, but inside the palace seemed to relax a bit, and something happened in the end.”

"What happened?"

"I don't know how Wuyou managed to avoid Xiaozi's spirit-like subordinates, sneak into the Golden Horse Pavilion and assassinate Xiaozi."

Han Muyun was nervous: "Missed?"

Zhao Hangtian rolled his eyes at him: "Of course I missed it. If I killed him, would he still be standing still?"

"Oh. Right."

"Although it was a miss, it still severely injured Xiao Zi. If the dagger was a little bit higher, even the god Da Luo would not be able to save him. It is a pity that the disaster has been around for thousands of years. On that night, there happened to be another master Qihuang. In the end, there was no danger and he was rescued.”

Han Muyun frowned: "What about Wuyou?"

"Of course he was arrested. Not to mention that there were many masters in the palace that night, how could the chief steward alone make him fly? And when I looked at him that night, he seemed to know that he couldn't run away, and he didn't make any effort to escape... ...Hey, why do you care about Wuyou and not your brother?"

"Isn't the eldest brother well, so I know he's fine."

Zhao Hangtian thought it was reasonable, so he nodded: "That's right, Wuyou was personally arrested by the chief executive that day. Although he protected his shortcomings, he couldn't protect him at that time, but he could only protect Wuyou from suffering That's all."

Han Muyun knew that there would be no good results in the future, but he still couldn't help asking: "What happened next?"

Zhao Hangtian knew that Han Muyun was always soft-hearted, so he said lightly: "The chief executive tried it himself for a while, but there was no result, so we dealt with it later."

"Deal with it?" Han Muyun turned pale.

Zhao Hangtian sighed: "Is there any other way to do this?"

"Then why did he kill Big Brother?"

"Didn't it mean that there was no result after the interrogation? He probably wanted to die at that time and didn't say anything."

Han Muyun frowned: "It's so strange."

Zhao Hangtian thought for a while and said: "That incident was quite weird back then. After Wuyou was arrested, Lord Hou handed over the full responsibility to the chief executive. I don't know how he tried it. Sometimes I think, what if..."

Having said that, Zhao Hangtian, who was not afraid of anything, also shut up and stopped, but stared at Han Muyun with a pair of dark eyes for a while, and stopped talking.

Han Muyun thought about it for a second, and understood what he meant. If Wuyou was ordered by the chief executive, then naturally nothing would come out of the interrogation. Didn't Lord Hou consider this?

Even if you don't think about it, Lord Hou...

Han Muyun actually provoked Lingling into a cold war.

There seems to be something weird here.

Zhao Hangtian said: "Furthermore, after reporting to Master Hou to execute Wuyou, I didn't wait for Xiaozi to wake up. I just called a few of us and talked about it, and the execution will be done the next day."

Han Muyun thought for a while: "Have you gone to see it?"

Zhao Hangtian nodded: "Hanging."

Han Muyun was startled: "The whole body?"

There was a vague thought in his mind, but it was fleeting and he didn't grasp it.

According to Zhao Hangtian, this matter is indeed full of weirdness, and Zhao Hangtian also said: "The chief executive has always picked on Xiao Zi intentionally or unintentionally in recent years, and I am afraid it has something to do with that matter."

But Han Muyun knew that Zhao Hangtian was a heartless person, and he would never think carefully about things that had nothing to do with him. Even if it had something to do with him, he often didn't care. The order of things is still clear.

Thinking of his elder brother's dismal face today, he felt a lot of taste in his heart, as if no matter which Wuyou it was, it was very important to his elder brother.

However, although Han Muyun had lived with Mei Ziyang for two years, the relationship was naturally deep, but the understanding was not necessarily too deep.

Perhaps people like Mei Ziyang are too difficult to understand.

He may not be as hard-hearted as a rock, but he is by no means weak.