Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 378
Tsk, his unreasonable old father.

Mu Xiuning patted the big shoe prints on his buttocks, walking unhurriedly towards the direction where the envoy Hanze was staying.

Although he didn't want to have too much interaction with that foreign saint, he knew in his heart that his father's words were not wrong.

The scene in the daytime was indeed a bit intense. It seems that people like them who are used to the frontier battlefields would not feel anything, but the girl who had never seen such a battle since she was a child home, but may not be able to bear it.

He thought, if Le Wan was present today, that little girl would be scared to vomit for a long time by the red stream all over the ground.

Furthermore, the visitor is a guest, even if the saint from Northern Xinjiang came here to discuss the peace on behalf of Hanze, it should not be an exception.

No matter how dry they are, they can be regarded as a big country here, and they always have to show the bearing of a big country.

——That's why, in terms of emotion and reason, he should go forward and greet him well.

The boy scratched his head and thought wildly, and he walked to the wooden door after a while.

The warm candlelight in the room hit him through the window paper, and the people in the room hadn't gone to bed, but Mu Xiuning suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he, Mr. Mu, has lived for 19 years, and this is really the first time he has done such a thing like knocking on a girl's door in the middle of the night.

The key is to knock.

Mu Xiuning cleared his throat melancholy, then knocked on the door cautiously and carefully.

After a while, the little maid's voice full of hesitation came from the room: "Who is it?"

"Miss Aluo, it's Mu." The red-robed boy raised his voice slightly, expressing his purpose clearly, "What happened in the woods today is somewhat shocking, my father ordered me to come and ask, saintess Is Your Highness alright?"

"If you are frightened by something, would you like Mu to invite a doctor to come and see him?"

This……

A Luo couldn't help being startled when she heard this, she didn't expect Qianping's people to be so kind to them, so she subconsciously turned her head to look at her highness.

Seeing this, Ye Zhifeng shook his head slightly, his voice was clean and cold as usual: "I'm fine, just go and say something to Mr. Mu."

"Yes, Your Highness." A Luo responded, lifted the hem of her skirt, put down the soft gauze curtain inside, and then ran to the door with small steps.

She pushed the door through a small gap, which was just enough to reveal her body, neither rude nor accidentally leaking the indoor scene.

"Young Lord Mu, my Highness is fine." A Luo imitated Qian Ping's etiquette, and blessed Mu Xiuning strangely, "I'm sorry you and Mu Guogong are bothering you."

"It's okay." The young man took half a step back and shook his head lightly, "It stands to reason that Mu should have come here when he arrived at the inn in the afternoon, but this time... I really can't get away, I hope the saint will not be offended. "

"Your servant understands." A Luo whispered softly, and his movements were obviously much smoother when he touched his body again, "Don't worry, Young Master Mu, my Highness is not the kind of person who doesn't understand things."

"What's more, along the way, we have already been taken care of by the Duke, so how can we care about such trivial matters? Please be at ease, little Duke."

"That's good." Mu Xiuning nodded, cupped his hands slightly at A Luo and the figure in the room, and said a few polite words, "The moonlit night is late, so I'm sorry to bother you, so I'll take my leave first, and the saintess, please go early Make some arrangements."

"Respectfully send off Young Master Mu." A Luo stood by the door with his head bowed, until the boy's figure completely disappeared on the other side of the veranda, and then he let out a soft breath.

She closed the door and locked it lightly, then ran back to the interior quickly, her little face flushed a little.

"Goddess, Your Highness, you scared the slave to death just now!" Aluo patted his chest out of breath, "This slave is so big, it's the first time that I have talked so much with someone like Young Master Mu in one breath. "

"The servant did not dare to look up just now!"

"What are you afraid of? Young Master Mu should have a good temper." Ye Zhifeng looked indifferent, and slowly withdrew his gaze that would have been cast far away by her, "I won't make things difficult for you, a little maid."

"Young master's temper is indeed good." A Luo nodded, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, "Your Highness, it should be said that these adults, Qian Ping, have a good temper."

"Very friendly and kind. This makes the servants not too afraid. I will go to the capital of Ganping in two days."

"There is no need to be afraid." The lips of the deserted saint evoked an almost imperceptible light arc, "We are envoys who have come to negotiate peace, not prisoners of war who have been escorted here."

"There is not much difference between an envoy and a prisoner of war." A Luo secretly stuck out his tongue—even if the envoy fails to negotiate a peace agreement and the two countries collapse, they can instantly become prisoners of war in the hands of other countries.

"It's still different." Ye Zhifeng narrowed his eyes, and casually raised his hand to touch the little girl's forehead, "Okay, Ah Luo, you can go down and rest."

"I'm going to bed too."

"Okay, Your Highness." A Luo lowered his jaw and responded softly. His Highness doesn't like to have other people around when he sleeps, and she has long been used to retreat quietly when she goes to sleep on the bed, "Can I leave you a lamp? "

"No, turn them all off." Ye Zhifeng ordered in a low voice, and when all the lights in the house were extinguished, she slowly got up, took off her outer skirt, and slowly lay down on the Babu bed.

The soft blue silk spread out on the couch like water plants, and the girl's clear amber pupils didn't feel sleepy at all. She stared at the gauze hanging down from the top of the bed, and blinked her long eyelashes thoughtfully.

When A Luo pushed open the door, she once glanced at the young Lord Mu through the gap in the door through the gauze curtain.

And this impartial glance allowed her to see the fleeting aura in him.

Ye Zhifeng closed her eyes, quietly recalling what she saw at that moment.

It was a strange sight she had never seen on anyone else.

The young man's whole body was covered with fog-like dead air. She watched the dead air become more and more dense, and she thought it would completely envelop him within two years.

Once the dead energy occupies all the energy, it means that the person's life is approaching and his life is imminent.

That is to say, based on the aura she saw just now, this young and talented Young Master Mu would die outside the customs in at least two years.

If it were an ordinary person, she would be able to announce his death in advance when she saw this dead breath, but she just couldn't for this person in front of her.

Because, under the death intent that was so thick that it was almost indissoluble, she saw a glimmer of vitality.

A ray of life, like the bright moon piercing the clouds and the dawn breaking through the night, is terrifying.

"It's as if...someone forcibly changed the 'Mandate of Heaven'." Ye Zhifeng whispered, raising his hand to draw an invisible trajectory in the air.

She suddenly thought of Mu Wenjing, the first time she saw this veteran Ganping in the Hanze Palace, he was also full of such a strong death.

No, it should be said that it was heavier than what she saw from Mu Xiuning.

At that time, she saw the chance of death in him, and also saw the lingering dark light around her.

She thought that the mission to Ganping would never return, and she even made preparations to die on the road with them, but she waited for everyone to officially leave a few days later, but she was in front of him again. Can't see the slightest death.

Instead, it made her feel glaringly angry.

Great changes overnight.

　strange

　　Although Ye Zhifeng should die alone
　　But why does this chapter give people a subtle
　　Hot-blooded two young generals × non-human fireworks high-cold saint

　　a feeling of

　　You can have this cp, and you will have a chance to open a book in the future

　　It's impossible for this kind of evil cp to appear

　　Ye Zhifeng is going to marry the Linggong to be a saint for a lifetime, to protect the Hanze people for a lifetime

　　
　
(End of this chapter)