Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 548 He really wants to cut him! !

"Master Guo, are you okay?" Xu Shi Mu Wenjing's sneeze was so terrifying that even the little eunuch who was walking in front and leading the way for him couldn't help but turned his head and smirked at him.

"It's okay, maybe I just walked in a hurry and accidentally drank the cold wind in my nose." Hearing this, the latter waved his hands in response, but he couldn't help thinking about today's matter seriously.

His Majesty seldom seeks him to discuss matters at this time, but today, for the first time, he sent someone to find him, not to mention that it was Lao Shizi's "urgency".

——How do you think about this matter, why does he feel a little strange.

Mu Wenjing rubbed his nose and curled his lips secretly. He suspected that someone must have been talking about him behind his back, otherwise he wouldn't have sneezed so loudly.

... Don't be His Majesty's aging bastard with increasingly weak brains, thinking about trying to trick him to death, right?
The experienced veteran suddenly felt a chill down his back, and a cold wind gushed out behind him for no reason. The intuition of a martial arts practitioner made him instinctively perceive something was wrong, and he also felt a little ominous premonition in his heart.

He wanted to find a reason to take the opportunity to sneak away, but this time he focused his attention, only to find that the Imperial Study Room was right in front of him.

Moreover, His Majesty, who was unlucky for their family, greeted him outside the imperial study with a smile.

Hell, I really don't even have to slip now.

Mu Wenjing's skin tightened, and his scalp suddenly went numb. He looked at the smiling emperor a few meters away, and felt that his whole body was getting worse.

The soles of his feet were clearly oiled crazily, but he had to keep walking forward.

An indescribable chill slowly climbed up his head from the soles of his feet, and the closer he got to the royal study, the more ominous premonition in his heart became stronger.

Help, he wants to escape!
He would rather go to the border of southern Xinjiang and fight three hundred rounds with Sang Ruo's group of bastards who used poison to play Gu, than go to the Imperial Study Room——

There is absolutely no good idea in the stomach of this surname Mo!

Mu Wenjing's face turned ferocious every step of the way. When he walked in front of the emperor, his whole body's resistance had already filled most of the palace. However, Mo Jingyao pretended to be unaware of this, and Gu Zi raised his hand and patted the old general. shoulders.

"Xiao Jing——" Emperor Yunjing grinned ghostly and rolled his eyes (please refer to the expression "Squint-eyed funny"), and his voice turned into a big river, "You~come~la~"

...Going out without the Zhanmajian was really the biggest mistake he made today——

This old thing laughs so pervertedly!He really wants to cut him! !
The corners of Mu Wenjing's lips twitched uncontrollably for a while, he swallowed, forced down the throbbing veins on his forehead, and arched his hands stiffly: "My minister, see Your Majesty."

"Short oil~Xiao Jing, you are always so polite to others." Mo Jingyao helped his elbow, and then dragged him across the threshold, "The little eunuch who called you over didn't tell you Have you ever been? Today is a very urgent—"

"I'm so anxious, why do you still care about these vain rituals? Come in quickly."

Good guy, he still knows that this is "urgent"?

Mu Wenjing, who was stalked and ran away, stared with trembling lips, he didn't see the slightest sign of "urgency" on His Majesty's face.

He felt that he was very happy, and it was still the kind of happiness that gloated at other people's misfortunes, as if there was some scourge waiting for him in the royal study——

Well, now his back is even colder.

Mu Wenjing's eyes jumped wildly, and the ominous feeling was like a dark cloud, covering him completely.

When the ominous premonition reached its peak, the two passed through several entrance barriers outside, crossed the last threshold, and turned into the inner room of the imperial study.

——And the moment he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the little girl sitting in the chair.

"Huh? Ah Ci, why are you here?" Mu Wenjing was surprised, then turned to see the noble young man sitting next to the little girl, and hurriedly raised his sleeves slightly, "I've seen His Highness the Seventh Prince."

He is sure now that His Majesty must be lying to him, why is it so urgent, how can it be so urgent, and still allow a half-sized girl like Ah Ci to be present?

Mu Wenjing looked back at Mo Jingyao in disgust, and the latter shrugged with a smile: "Xiao Jing, don't look at me, the children are looking for you today."

Children, looking for him? ?
The veteran suddenly pricked up his ears, and his head became more than a hundred times more energetic in an instant. The heart in his chest called "Old Father" suddenly hung in his throat-these two boys are looking for him at this time. What's up?

Don't be the little bastard Mo Junli who sneakily abducted his precious girl!
Beast, his baby, Ah Ci, is only thirteen! !
What about his sword! ! !
Mu Wenjing's mind circled a thousand times in the blink of an eye, he subconsciously widened his eyes, and was about to ask a few questions, when he saw the little girl put down her cup, pressed the hem of her clothes, and stood up gracefully. Get up.

"That's right, Daddy, it is indeed my daughter who asked His Majesty to go to the camp to find you today." Master Mu Da Guoshi walked forward slowly with his wide sleeves in hand.

She tensed her face a little, with a serious expression on her face: "Father, what my daughter is going to say next may sound a little shocking."

"But my daughter still hopes that you can listen patiently to her daughter."

The veteran's Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly, his heart beat faster and his throat felt faintly dry: "Say it."

"Okay, but Dad, do you want to sit down and listen?" Mu Xici frowned, she was always worried that her father would stand and listen later, he would be unable to bear the stimulation and faint.

No, he thinks it's easier to hit someone standing up.

Mu Wenjing shook his lips, and just about to reject the little girl's proposal, he suddenly remembered that he would be a little frightened if he stayed there, so he thought for a while, and finally found a nearby chair to sit on.

By the way, all the muscles in his body were stretched.

"This time, you can tell." Mu Wenjing raised his eyebrows to signal, Mu Daguo nods his head: "Okay, Daddy, that's it. Do you still remember the 'Taoist of Prejudice' on the top of Mengsheng Building?"

"The Taoist priest who is very effective in asking for things?" The veteran shook his brows, "Of course I remember, I still remember that you like to go to Mengshenglou for dinner, and you asked for a few peace talismans from the Taoist priest before. "

"Yes." The little girl nodded, "What my daughter wants to tell you has to do with that priest."

It has nothing to do with His Highness the Seventh Prince.

"Huh?" Mu Wenjing blinked, and the tense muscles on his body relaxed a little bit, but he couldn't help but feel a little more curious when he heard the word "prejudice", and his sitting posture became more correct.

"Actually—" Master Mu took a deep breath, and suddenly clenched his hands that were tucked into his sleeves, "Mengshenglou was also taken over by my daughter from Shopkeeper Shen Qi three years ago."

"Also, the 'Dragonist Daoist' who has been rumored to be 'the dragon sees the head but never the tail' in Beijing these years has always been a daughter; the amulet that you and your second brother are carrying is not begged by the daughter, it is from the inside to the outside. My daughter made it all by herself."

"Daughter originally didn't want to tell you this matter so early, but today we received a letter from Fuli."

"Emperor Wen Yu invited His Royal Highness Seventh Prince to go to Fuli for a talk. My daughter is worried that this matter is fraudulent, and the Fuli royal family has always supported a Taoist priest with a very high level of morality. My daughter is afraid that His Highness will go alone, and it will be very difficult without a magician by your side—— "

"So, my daughter wants to go with His Highness."

　Mu Dae and Ah Ci are so nervous that they are not on the same line at all.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)