I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 148
The punishment for spying on the secrets came soon.

Just as Mu Shiyu passed out, he was awakened by the pain. His head seemed to explode, and his blood vessels were throbbing. He felt the pain that He Lianchuan felt when he had a headache in the dark room.

She who has never been afraid of pain or pain was so painful that she was about to cry. Fortunately, the rain was mixed on her face, and she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain.

"Moussa?"

Seeing this situation, the soldiers guarding the Tongtian Monument hurried forward to help Mu Shiyu up.

"No, thank you." Mu Shiyu raised his hand to stop him, stood up with difficulty, and ran around like a headless chicken with light work.

Finally, relying on memory and instinct, he came to Xiaoyaoxian's medical center.

The smell of the medicinal materials is very strong, as if soaked in a medicine jar, the wind blowing in from the window can't take away the strong smell of the medicine, you don't need to guess to know that the bitterness makes your tongue numb.

Seeing Mu Shiyu's pale face in pain, Xiaoyaoxian felt distressed and angry, and said:

"Toss it, one day, your life will be at His Majesty's place!"

He didn't need to ask, he could think of it with his toes, it must be related to Beidi.

Mu Shiyu didn't dare to refute, took the medicine, and drank it like sugar water.

The black concoction was so bitter that she felt like vomiting, and she quickly circulated her true energy to suppress her churning stomach.

Xiaoyaoxian handed her a glass of water, and after drinking it, Mo Shiyu felt less bitter and his headache a little less.She said: "Xun Wu will leave Qingshan before the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven."

Although the white-haired and white-clothed figure in the foretelling screen does not have the iconic whisk, but with the special style of Taoist robe and the faint red between the eyebrows, it can be proved that it is Xun Wu.

The room on the second floor was a bit cramped. Elder Jiu stood at the door, frowning, and said worriedly: "There are only seven days until the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and if we don't act, it will be too late."

Elder Jiu didn't wonder why Mu Shiyu was so sure that the temple master would appear, because he knew that the people being hunted down by the temple master were not ordinary people, and had abilities different from ordinary people.

"It's too late, I can't stop him." Mu Shiyu didn't think that Xun Wu was strong enough to make the sky rain red, but he was so headache that he couldn't think of a way to deal with him.

Immortal Xiaoyao and Elder Jiu had serious expressions on their faces, and they left the room to let her have a good rest.

The rain dwindled and night fell.

Elder Jiu thought over and over again, and decided to pass on the exercises to Mu Shiyu in advance.

The heavy rain has just stopped, the night is silent, the stars and the moon are blocked by clouds, and the lights are just on, and people are busy cleaning up the messy yard after the heavy rain.

Several windproof oil lamps were placed around the spacious indoor martial arts training ground in the General's Mansion.

Elder Jiu sat cross-legged behind Mu Shiyu, with his thin palms resting on her back, as vast rivers and lakes of kung fu rushed to Mu Shiyu's meridians.

She closed her eyes tightly, without distracting thoughts, and sorted out the skills passed to her by Elder Jiu.

Fortunately, her meridians are strong enough to carry the pure, thick and frighteningly strong power. Even so, she is on the verge of collapse, and if she is weaker, she will explode and die.

Over 60 years, the skills condensed by countless painstaking efforts, and the days of penance, changed hands in just a few hours.

Mu Shiyu felt the changes in her body, and the feeling of getting something for nothing made her a little uneasy. She knew that Elder Jiu would not live long after passing on the skills, and she didn't feel any joy in becoming stronger.

She blocked it.

But Elder Jiu's attitude was extremely firm. The moment Xun Wu forced him to sacrifice the formation, he was ready to die.

"Okay." Elder Jiu withdrew his hand, his originally sharp eyes became cloudy, his breathing was slow and heavy, and he bent his back slightly, as if this would lighten the burden on his body.

Mu Shiyu only had a master who studied medicine, not a master who practiced martial arts.Feeling extremely complicated, he performed the master-apprentice ceremony to him and helped him get up.

"Elder Jiu has been living in the General's Mansion, no one will reveal your whereabouts."

"No need." Elder Jiu showed exhaustion on his wrinkled face, turned his head to look at the dark night sky outside the window, and said sadly:
"There are still people waiting for me, hoping to see her for the last time."

I used to be young and frivolous and didn't know how to cherish, but I regretted it when I was old.

Time flies, always thinking that there is still a future, so I missed too many people and things.

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The sun had just risen, and the rays of light were overwhelming, shining on the broad Qianwumen Square, and the officials seemed to be wearing pale golden armor.

Mu Shiyu was wearing a blue-purple court dress, making his skin fairer than snow.

Ever since she became an official, she gradually lost the habit of letting her hair down. She tied up her long hair with a white jade crown, and the hanging hair swayed beautifully with her steps.

She stayed up all night last night, integrating the skills taught by Elder Jiu with herself, and learning how to restrain the aura of a strong man.

Rao is so.

The slender figure who walks gracefully and gracefully still attracts the attention of many people, and there are constant voices of discussion, "Look at him, he has come out of such a powerful aura."

He Lianchuan came earlier than all the civil and military officials. Sitting on the dragon chair, he scanned the officials who successively entered the Golden Temple with menacing eyes.

The moment he saw Mu Shiyu's appearance, He Lianchuan's pupils shrank slightly, his fingers slightly flexed and tightened his emotions, and he sat upright.

In the dark world, Mu Shiyu was like a ray of light that attracted his full attention, and the whole picture became more meaningful because of her presence.

Mu Shiyu had long noticed that He Lianchuan's eyes had been fixed on her, but she didn't respond with her eyes, and listened attentively to the reports from the ministers.

Rules are rules, no matter how presumptuous she is, she will never flirt with him in the Golden Palace.

He Lianchuan withdrew his gaze, and an imperceptible sadness flashed across his eyes. After solving the problems reported by the ministers, the morning court ended early.

Mu Shiyu went to the Inspector's Department to take a look, but she didn't expect Master Gu to be so efficient, and the Inspector's Department also got busy, so she couldn't leave.

Finally, before Yun Ting and Song Ran paid homage, they arrived at the mansion that He Lianchuan had given to Song Ran.

The location is a bit remote, it was the first time she came here, and she found the Song Mansion only by the sound of playing music.

The wedding was full of ostentation and fewer guests. In the bustling city of Shengjing, it seemed a bit low-key.

Song Ran had not been working in the Fuzhengyuan for a long time. Among the officials, only Cui Yizhi and Gu Chengrong came. Song Ran didn't have many friends at first, so he invited the villagers who had taken care of them.

Song Ran, who was wearing a red wedding dress, was very nervous and finished worshiping in a trance.

Song Yan's eyes were a little empty, she sat in the corner of the banquet and didn't eat anything, her thinner and thinner body seemed to be blown down by the wind.

The sunken cheeks were so thin that it could be seen that she hadn't eaten well, and Mu Shiyu could tell at a glance that she had regained her sanity.

Because in the seemingly empty eyes, there is an extremely lonely and sad emotion.

The only elder brother who can be relied on is married.

Song Yan didn't know how to deal with her emotions, so she simply hid everything.

Suddenly smelling the aroma of grilled fish, his numb expression finally changed.

look around.

Following the scent to the backyard, he almost bumped into the boy who was carrying the plate, and hurriedly lowered his head and took a few steps back.

"Sorry……"

Did not wait for an answer.

She raised her head, her breathing was slightly stagnant, and she saw clearly the boy who was holding a plate, his eyes were clear and bright, and his blushing face was extremely nervous.

(End of this chapter)