Chapter 171
Su Xinghan was silent again for a while, lost in thought.
I really don’t understand why Yan Weilou came here today? But when he saw Yan Weilou's eyes eagerly waiting for a reply, he felt relieved again.
... Anyway, no matter what the reason for Ayan's sudden whim, if it can make him happy, what's the harm in cooperating with him? After realizing that he had completely figured it out, the corners of his lips suddenly curved, and a smile like melting ice appeared on his ice-carved face: "Well, it is indeed a good match.
" There was indescribable relief in this tone.
It seems that Mingguang has finally given up on himself! Before Yan Weilou could breathe a sigh of relief, Su Xinghan continued: "Miss Yan is beautiful, gentle and generous. Such a beauty is worthy of anyone in the world.
"...?" "Yan Weilou was stunned.
The direction of this script seems not quite right! Shouldn't you be angry? Why do you keep praising your love rival? He calmed down and looked carefully, and found that the smile on the corner of Xing Xinghan's lips was unprecedentedly gentle and relaxed, with an imperceptible indulgence.
...emmmm, I always feel like something is wrong! Yan Weilou was still thinking about what was wrong, but Su Xinghan had already urged the two of them: "Thank you Miss Yan for the arrangement, let's go to Xiaoyao Tower now.
"Chapter 94 Meeting (16) Yan Weilou's "two people" had just entered the backyard, and the smile on Ji Muyue's face faded.
His long eyelashes were hanging down, and his beautiful and charming face showed a hint of melancholy in the shadow cast by the wall.
"Alas! Your Highness the Crown Prince is so lucky. It's so unpleasant to be hugged from one side to the other! It's a pity that I'm a lonely person with wounds all over my body. Now I can't even find a secluded protector.
" Sighing casually, he turned around casually, and the hem of his crimson skirt swayed in a leisurely arc.
This caused a passing gambler outside the door to subconsciously swallow a mouthful of saliva and couldn't help but look at him greedily.
The slight sound of swallowing saliva is as close to the ear as a practitioner like Ji Muyue, let alone such a bold and direct gaze.
Ji Muyue looked over with a smile: "Am I good-looking?" The gambler was stunned for a moment.
Normally, no matter how cowardly he was, he would not dare to cause trouble in the Lucky Gambling House, let alone meet someone like Ji Muyue, who was not simple at first glance, and he would not even dare to take a look.
However, this man is very addicted to gambling. He didn't even leave the gambling house the night the Heavenly Demon Gu Feng was born. He has been gambling day and night until now. He is almost in a trance and can't remember his usual caution.
Hearing the gentle voice of this great beauty, my ears immediately tingled, and I didn't know what night it was.
He raised his head and met a pair of eyes with faint purple meaning. He suddenly became bolder for some reason, and replied with a smile on his face: "It's beautiful! Of course it's beautiful! I have never seen such a beauty! I have seen you, a beauty." , Those other crooked melons and inferior jujubes are out of sight!" As he spoke, he moved forward while rubbing his hands: "By the way, beauty, what kind of protector were you looking for just now? I can do that... " The beauty in red didn't seem to be disgusted. Instead, she laughed softly and stood there gently.
Seeing him approaching, she stretched out a catkin gently and brushed it towards his face, letting out a burst of fragrant wind.
He suddenly felt drunk and wanted to grab the beauty's hand.
"Ah——!" The next second, a shrill howl sounded in the courtyard.
Ji Muyue retracted her hand casually, and slowly flicked the blood beads between her fingers. She looked coldly at the man who was wailing and rolling on the ground, especially the two empty blood holes in his eyes. She smiled in a charming way. .
"Since these tricks are no longer useful, I will help you keep them.
His tone was still gentle and gentle, "After meeting me, if you go to see other crooked melons and bad jujubes, wouldn't this trick be ruined in vain!" It's so beautiful now.
He stretched out his fingers without any sympathy, and a strong gust of wind hit the heart of the man's heart. Then he sighed quietly: "Think about it this way, the last thing left in these two moves is my appearance, which will still be beautiful until death. I really gave you an advantage~" Taking out her handkerchief and wiping Wang Jing's fingers again, Ji Muyue raised her foot and kicked away the corpse beside her, and was about to leave when a laugh suddenly sounded from behind her.
"Killing a person's life when he wants to kill it, gouging out a person's eyeballs with the euphemistic name of retaining beauty, he is worthy of being a person from the Yaoguang Palace!" Ji Muyue paused in her steps and turned around.
A figure passed by in mid-air, and with a slight tap on the wall, the body fell into the courtyard like a roc spreading its wings, and appeared in front of him.
Wearing a black and red samurai uniform, with the blood-red "Hate Sword" Ji Muyue was familiar with hanging from his waist, he had thick black hair tied high, a broad forehead, a straight nose, and a casual temperament like a wanderer.
Ji Muyue narrowed her eyes in surprise, and the smile on her face changed slightly: "Isn't this the Young Palace Master? The Young Palace Master has suddenly arrived, and this palace is really in full bloom.
"In addition, I don't know, when did the Young Palace Master become such a Bodhisattva-hearted person?" " He had a puzzled look on his face, and his smile was particularly touching, but his mouth was merciless, poking people's wounds.
"In this case, I really want to cry out for the hundreds of people in the Annan Zhao family!" Xiao Wuyi's face darkened and he glanced at him coldly: "What should be said and what should not be said? It seems that the master of Yaoguang Palace has never taught you properly.
This is normal, after all, Zhuangguang Palace has never had any experience in cultivating men.
"The smile on Ji Muyue's face also faded: "Young Palace Master, you are joking..." "Where are you joking? Among the seven halls of my Beidou Demon Palace, only the Yaoguang Palace does not allow male disciples to enter, even me, the young palace master, is no exception.
I have been curious about Yaoguang Palace for a long time.
"Xiao Wuyi seemed to be remembering something and asked curiously, "As the first special case in Yaoguang Palace in hundreds of years, Her Royal Highness the Princess was raised as a woman by the master of Yaoguang Palace since she was a child. I wonder if you can tell me something about what happened in Yaoguang Palace. ? "Ji Muyue showed a fake smile: "I heard that the Young Palace Master had a moment of weakness not long ago and almost lost his life. The murderer seems to be a remnant of the Zhao family in Annan. He and the Young Palace Master have a close friendship. I don't know about the Young Palace Master. How do you feel after narrowly escaping? "..." The two of them hurt each other. They went back and forth for several rounds. They didn't have the slightest awareness that they were from the same family. Instead, they stabbed each other harder and harder, which can be said to be fatal.
After the verbal quarrel, the smile on Ji Muyue's face was distorted, and she felt a little bored in her heart. He asked bluntly: "Why are you here, young palace master? Is it possible that your Majesty has some orders?" Du Jiuyou didn't like his subordinates. He is called the Palace Master because everyone in the Beidou Demon Palace calls him "Your Majesty".
This kind of title that was once used for princes made many people in the right way secretly ridicule and be wary. They believed that the Beidou Demon Palace was overly ambitious and overestimated its capabilities in an attempt to create a dynasty and establish a country in the future.
There are other rumors in the rivers and lakes. It is said that Du Jiuyou has an extraordinary origin. It is the descendant of a certain vassal state in the war-torn era more than 1,400 years ago, before the Great You Dynasty was unified.
Xiao Wuyi shook his head: "No.
I came here myself.
"Ji Muyue smiled in surprise: "Haha, neither Tianquan Palace nor Yaoguang Palace, nor the Young Palace Master and I, are familiar with each other enough to come uninvited, right? "Don't worry, you will get familiar with it soon."
Xiao Wuyi smiled and replied, "Besides, isn't Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess seriously injured and in need of a protector?" I am willing to recommend myself.
"Ji Muyue was really shocked this time.
...What kind of tricks is Xiao Wuyi doing? ! On weekdays, the two of them had very little contact, and at most they were no more than acquaintances.
But he knew very well Xiao Wuyi's character - stubborn, rigid, accepting death, and had a bad habit of being soft-hearted and hesitant from time to time. It was just because of his outstanding talent that he was accepted by the emperor as his disciple.
Ji Muyue has always disliked him.
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