The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

In the huge Shulan city, the common people live their normal lives as before, but they don't know that the shadow guards have quietly turned the entire Shulan city upside down.In the dark, the shadow guards searched for the emperor's whereabouts without letting go of any clues. At the same time, in the capital, Mu Beimo's eyeliner planted beside Nie Shenhai also began to move quietly.

"My lord, there is news from the capital that Nie Shenhai's son, Nie Weiping, has not been in the mansion for nearly half a month. It is said that his son is studying hard in the ancestral hall in order to obtain fame, but according to inside reports, the person in the ancestral hall is not Nie Weiping, but Nie Weiping. I found a substitute who looks similar to him." Ying Yi stood aside respectfully, talking about the news from the capital in detail.

"Substitute? It seems that the king's conjecture is not wrong, but have you found out where Nie Weiping is now?" Mu Beimo looked at the battle report sent by Xiao Chuyue in his hand, and raised his head with great interest.

"The shadow guards have been sent to investigate. According to reports from Dark Moon Pavilion eyeliners, Nie Weiping should be near Shulan City."

"Sure enough, as I expected, I sent someone to check his whereabouts. If he wants to gain Yang'er's trust, he will definitely not lock Yang'er up. Not only that, he will also fabricate lies to deceive Yang'er, and investigate the Shulan city of Nie's family. Do you have a house?"

"Yes, this subordinate obeys." Ying nodded, thought for a while, and then said, "My lord, my subordinates will definitely find the emperor, please don't be too anxious." The face is calm, but in fact, he may be worried about the emperor in his heart. He watched the night last night and saw the prince practicing sword in the yard all night. Every time the prince encountered any troubles, he would practice sword continuously. The prince has just recovered , How can I stand this toss.

"Well, I know that you have worked hard recently." Mu Beimo put down the letter paper in his hand, pinched his brows, and softened his tone.

"Yingyi didn't work hard. These are what Yingyi should do. If the prince hadn't kindly taken him in, Yingyi wouldn't be where he is today." Recalling what happened back then, Yingyi was moved in his heart, and knelt down with a plop.

"What are you doing?" Mu Beimo stood up helplessly, and put his hand on Yingyi's shoulder, "Since I said that I have the same brotherhood with you, don't make such an appearance."

"My lord, thank you." Ying Yi knew the gap between himself and the lord, even if the lord said that the two were brothers, he still had self-knowledge, respected when he should be respectful, and shared his worries when he should, but these were not enough to repay the lord life-saving grace.

"What are you talking about, okay, let's go find the emperor's whereabouts." Mu Beimo smiled helplessly, wondering if he was too strict with Yingyi, which made Yingyi always so reserved.

"Yes, Yingyi knows." Ying nodded, patted his head like a child, turned around and left the door.

"My lord? It's time to drink the medicine." Han Ziling came in with the medicine, just in time to meet Ying Yi who went out, stepped over the threshold, and said.

"Okay, let's put it away for now." Mu Beimo picked up the pen again at this moment, and wrote a reply to Xiao Chuyue, and replied casually when he had no time.

"Drink the medicine before writing. If the emperor knows that you don't cherish your body so much, maybe he won't want to come back after you find him." Han Ziling pursed her mouth, and put the bowl directly on the table.

"Okay, I'll drink it." Mu Beimo was a little helpless, knowing that Han Ziling said this to let him drink the medicine on time, so he put down his pen, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

"I heard that the prince practiced sword in the courtyard all night last night?" Han Ziling put the bowl away, then sat down on the chair next to him, and began to chat.

"Well, it's been a long time since I've been active, so I need to exercise my muscles."

"I don't know that you are worried about the emperor and can't sleep, but this is not the solution. If your body collapses again, who will save the emperor?" Seeing that Mu Beimo's face was cold and did not speak, Han Ziling looked after himself Said, "If the emperor really can't remember the prince, what should the prince do?"

The movements of Mu Beimo's hands stopped, and the pen couldn't fall for a long time. After a moment of silence, Mu Beimo slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, "If Yang'er can't remember, this king has his own way to make Yang'er fall in love again. My king."

"Oh, it's really the prince's character." Han Ziling took a sip of tea with his chin in his hand, staring at the teacup in his hand, for some reason he thought of Mo Xi and that idle prince who didn't know what to do.

"Why? It's rare for me to see you looking listless, but which girl are you thinking of?" Mu Beimo stopped writing at some point, sat opposite Han Ziling, and joked while drinking tea.

Which girl?Can Mo Xi and that tall and tall girl be considered girls?Han Ziling secretly thought about it, and it took a while to realize why he kept thinking about Mo Xi and that bastard, his face became hot, and he shook his head hastily, "Wow, what kind of girl is there?" Han Ziling concealed a little After taking a sip of tea, he unconsciously began to dodge Shangmu Beimo's scrutinizing gaze.

"Hahaha, I'm teasing you." Mu Beimo laughed softly. He watched Han Ziling grow up, but he had never seen Han Ziling so shy. It seemed that he really liked it. Someone's girl, she has to have a good talk with Xiao Chuyue another day.

"Well, by the way, is the emperor's whereabouts now?" Han Ziling calmed down for a while, and had returned to his usual cool appearance.

"Well, we can find out before today, but the tricky thing now is that I don't know what Nie Weiping will say to Yang'er. Yang'er can't remember anything now, and I'm afraid he will be misled by Nie Weiping." Mu Beimo nodded, His complexion was a little heavy.

"Don't worry about it. Even if the emperor loses his memory, his heart will still be touched when he sees the person he loves. The premise is that the prince must treat him well. First, let the emperor become dependent on the prince. After that, the memory is likely to recover slowly. , plus the child in the emperor's womb, I don't think he will reject the prince's approach."

"Well, this king will let Yang'er return to my side as soon as possible, no one can take my Yang'er away."

"My lord! I have an eyeliner to report, and the emperor's whereabouts have been found." Ying Yi rushed in from the outside excitedly, and Mu Beimo, who was holding the bowl and chopsticks, was overjoyed, put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up Come.

"But really? Where are you now?" Mu Beimo greeted him anxiously with a smile on his face.

"It's in a house in the west of Shulan City."

"Don't disturb anyone, quickly, take me with you!" Jie Huo said╳

The two rushed to the house using lightness kung fu, avoided the guards in the house, and landed gently on the roof, but Mu Beimo saw the scene he least wanted to see.

[The author has something to say: the next chapter kisses, hugs and holds high]