I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 80 Don't Think About Other People
As dusk approaches, the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the vast sky colorfully, reflecting the entire Shengjing Imperial City. The eaves and red walls of the palace are covered with a layer of golden light, which is dazzling and three-dimensional, making people dazzled.

Mu Shiyu and He Lianchuan sat on the highest point of Tianque Tower overlooking the entire imperial city, and the evening wind blew their clothes and long hair.

The air is quiet and peaceful, and the warm white hands overlapped under the afterglow, as if it has been a long time ago.

He Lianchuan stared at Mu Shiyu's side face, with an extremely peaceful beauty, without any impetuous feeling of eagerness for quick success, and said slowly: "The emperor sees that I have been unwilling to be a concubine for a long time, and I have no heirs, so I will Collect beauties from all over the world and give them to me."

Mu Shiyu agreed: "Prince Beijing Jing has a good aesthetic, and these musicians are indeed beautiful."

As she said that, she looked up at He Lianchuan, a little puzzled and puzzled, "Since it's so beautiful, why doesn't he want it himself? If you give away so much, doesn't the King of Beijing have no heirs?"

It's fine if Helian Chuan is not born, and the king of Beijing, Helianjing, is also not born, and the royal family of Helian is in danger.

"Uncle, he..." He Lianchuan frowned slightly, as if he was unwilling to discuss the specific situation of He Lianjing's disability in front of her.

Mu Shiyu glanced at his unspeakable appearance, and vaguely understood something.

King Beijing Jing has a leg problem, could it be that he was useless from the waist down?
Only this reason can be explained clearly, otherwise it is just a leg disease, which will not affect fertility, at most it is a little inconvenient.

King Beijing Jing, who was supposed to be infinitely beautiful, couldn't stand up in this life, and couldn't bear children. Such a person is somewhat psychopathic.

Mu Shiyu suddenly remembered that there was one more thing that he hadn't had a chance to ask, so he changed the subject and said seriously:
"Why didn't you just kill Chu Yuan directly, just abolished his martial arts and threw him into the Death Valley. What if, like in the storybook, you obtained some top-level martial arts and escaped from a desperate situation?"

In his mind, he imagined that in Death Valley, Chu Yuan's eyes were red, he smiled evilly, holding the treasure that would destroy the world, and ran back to take revenge.

Mu Shiyu shook his head, dispelling these terrible thoughts.

Mentioning Chu Yuan, He Lianchuan's eyes flickered coldly, "The national teacher calculated that his fate is peculiar, and he is the one who cracked the secret of Death Valley. I sent someone to guard Death Valley to see how he can crack it."

"Chu Yuan, can he unlock the secret of Death Valley?"

Mu Shiyu only knew that there was no life in the Valley of Death, no matter whether it was a human or an animal, it would surely die if it entered, what kind of unique destiny did Chu Yuan have that could unlock the secret of the Valley of Death?

She was curious.

"Don't think about other men."

He Lianchuan moved closer, and lifted Mu Shiyu's chin domineeringly until those clear, glass-like eyes were filled with him.

I didn't forget that Mu Shiyu and Chu Yuan were about to enter into a marriage contract, and it was only a little bit short.

That night, he wanted Mu Shiyu to see that Chu Yuan was using her maid to get close to General Mu's mansion, but Mu Shiyu sincerely denied his relationship with Chu Yuan, so he didn't let her continue watching.

"Okay, don't want anyone else."

The corners of Mu Shiyu's mouth couldn't stop rising, and the warmth in He Lianchuan's heart spread to all his limbs. He let go of his hands, lowered his head slightly, and touched the thing that had made him palpitate for a long time in the beautiful scenery. Gentle.

The crimson clouds overlapped and gradually melted into the night in the afterglow.

Time seemed to stand still.The ninth floor of the Tianque Tower in the solemn and majestic imperial city seems to be isolated from the world, and the air is so sweet.

----

The southern tour is imminent.

The six departments began to get busy, and Mu Shiyu took no time to deal with the affairs of the Inspectorate.

He was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, and finally got a clue from Song Ran.

Song Ran's mansion is very small, and there are still many places that have not been repaired. Song Yan suffered a head injury and lost her memory. This time she only remembered Song Ran.

When Mu Shiyu arrived, Song Ran was cleaning the yard. Seeing her coming, she quickly removed the debris blocking the road, with a trace of sadness on her face.

"Back then, it was Chu Hui who caused Song Yan to be sold to a brothel. Chu Yuan knew about it, but he never told me, nor rescued Song Yan."

When he heard the news from Wang Sheng, his mind went blank. He couldn't believe that Chu Yuan was such a person. He was already suspicious about the rebellion.

It never occurred to him that Chu Yuan helped him find his sister. In fact, he already knew her whereabouts, but he didn't tell him.

Song Ran's hand holding the broom turned slightly white. In the final analysis, he was still incapable, so no one could blame him.

Knowing that when Mu Shiyu came, he wanted to find out the relationship between Chu Yuan and Xu Sheng, the director of the inspectorate department, so he didn't hide anything, and told Mu Shiyu everything he knew.

"Xu Sheng's younger sister likes Chu Yuan. There are many letters between them in private. Chu Yuan threw them away without even reading them. When I was cleaning the room in the academy, I accidentally found a letter between Director Xu and Chu Yuan."

As he spoke, he took out the letter from his pocket and handed it to her.

Song Yan came to the yard with a wooden basin filled with flour, some flour was also on her plain face, her brows were wrinkled, and she felt a little distressed.

"Brother, why are the noodles always reconciling? Didn't you say, add water if there is too much noodles, and add noodles if there is too much water?"

Song Yan talked to herself, not noticing that there was another person in the yard at all.

It seems that only Song Ran is left in her world, and only Song Ran can be seen.

Song Ran looked at the wooden basin that was about to be full, with a smile in his eyes but also pity and distress, "Xiao Yan, put it there first, I will do it later."

Song Yan shook her head, "No, I want to help my brother."

Brother and sister depended on each other for life, Mu Shiyu didn't bother too much, and left with the letter.

In the study of the General's Mansion, Mu Shiyu was careful not to damage the envelope, and took out the letter paper and an IOU from the envelope.

The simplest relationship of interests, Xu Sheng's mother is seriously ill, and needs extremely expensive medicinal materials to continue her life every year, and the inspector's salary alone cannot maintain it.

Chu Yuan gave 20 silver, which was enough for his mother to live for several years.

Cannibals are soft and short.

Later, Xu Sheng couldn't refuse what Chu Yuan asked Xu Sheng to do, and he helped conceal the mistakes made by those in the Chu family.

Both of them fueled the arrogance of the Chu family, causing them to become more rampant and indirectly killing more innocent people.

Later, the Chu family rebelled and all the damned died, and no one pursued this matter any more.

Mu Qiyin came to the study with the oil lamp in hand. Seeing that Mu Shiyu hadn't rested yet, he took a look at the letter on the table, then sat on the chair opposite Mu Shiyu, and sighed:

"Shigu, no matter what, the inspector can't move now."

"Why?" Mu Shiyu rubbed her temples to relieve her fatigue. After working for so long, she just wanted to purge the inspectors before the southern tour. She rarely saw her father objecting to her, so she was a little puzzled.

The light from the oil lamp illuminated the strands of white hair on Mu Qiyin's temples, and he looked a little bit worn out. He put the letter back on the table and said slowly:
"Behind the Inspector is the King of Beijing. If you move the Inspector just because of this, it is equivalent to making an enemy of the King of Beijing. We don't have the strength to compete with the King of Beijing."

"Okay, don't move him now." Mu Shiyu understood how terrifying King Beijing was. Looking at the evidence on the table, he felt helpless, "These days I vaguely feel that someone is following me, but there is no killing intent. The Investigation Inspectorate caught the attention of Prince Jing."

Mu Qiyin frowned, and after a moment of contemplation, said: "Leave this matter alone for the time being, and investigate after the southern tour."

"Okay." Mu Shiyu believed that Mu Qiyin was doing it for her own good, and remembered what happened to He Lianjing, and said again: "On the southern tour, I'll see the situation, maybe I will tell He Lianchuan about Ah Jing's identity."

Mu Qiyin had already made preparations to retreat during this period of time, and said with a sneer:
"It's okay, tell him, if he doesn't accept the existence of He Lianjing, I will let him never find the Mu family again."

(End of this chapter)