Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 208 I hate the accent; if you haven't slept, come on
In the palace is Charles.

The garden occupies a huge area, and the light reflected by the round beads shines on Mu Jingchen's face, and half of his face is covered by the light.

Staring coldly at the woman in front of him, Mu Jingchen is not as talkative as that day, "Fu Die, I don't want to hurt you, obediently get out of the way!"

Fu Die blocked his way, opened his arms, and was determined not to let him go!
He didn't know how many people he brought, but there was a dense darkness behind him, and there were quite a few people on Fu Die's side, the two sides confronted each other, and the air was tense.

Mu Jingchen's eyes became darker and darker, "Fu Die, is this how you treat your benefactor?"

Fu Die faced him fearlessly, and said loudly: "Yes, your Mu family is indeed kind to my Fu family, but Mrs. Xuanyuan is also kind to our family. Charles is related to my master, so I can't let you take him away. he!"

"If it's just my personal matter, then today, I won't even stop you. Charles, you, Mu Jingchen, can catch you as you like!"

Fu Die said with a smile, and took a step closer to him, "Don't you just want to have a good relationship with the leader of the British royal family? If this leader is replaced by Charles, it might not be impossible, right?"

"Although Charles and the young master have formed a rift now, the conflict is not irreparable. For example, if you save his life, the resentment towards you in Charles' heart will be reduced a little. Later, we will send charcoal a few times in the snow. This rift will slowly fade away. The earth disappears? Charles will only be more and more grateful to you, so it's better than the stalemate we are now holding our guns against each other, right?
"Oh, if the young master is worried that there will not be so many opportunities, how about we create it for the young master?"

Mu Jingchen narrowed his eyes leisurely, it's not good for a woman to be too smart.

That smile was so bright facing the sun, Mu Jingchen thought to himself, it's a damn eyesore.

He smiled leisurely, "But I like to follow my rules."

Fu Die was in a bad mood, and before she could react, she felt that her hands were tightened, and her wrist was firmly grasped.

The bodyguard tactfully handed over the rope, and Mu Jingchen tied her tightly from wrist to body.

He rushed in with someone, and Fu Die shouted: "Stop him!"

Just as the female bodyguard was about to step forward, there was a "bang" gunshot, and the bullet passed by her ears, and the female bodyguard was shocked.

Mu Jingchen turned around and looked at the person with his back facing the sun with a half-smile, "Fu Die, I've always been kind to you, especially to you. You should be glad that she belongs to you, otherwise, what you see now It's just a corpse."

Mu Jingchen led someone to break in. Inside, there was a window lattice that occupied the entire wall, divided into two sides by the door, the room was brightly lit, and there was a game of chess on the floor. The elegant and elegant man was playing against a little girl.

Without raising his eyes, the man knew that there was a visitor coming, and said softly, "Xiao Xin, go and pour uncle a cup of tea."

The little girl opposite stood up, turned around and poured tea.

The man still didn't raise his head, staring at the chessboard, "Elder and Younger came to my humble house regardless of travel and dust. You must be tired, please sit down."

Mu Jingchen sat in the little girl's place just now, and the place was so tight that his long legs had to be coiled up. At this moment, the little girl brought tea, which was placed by the table, steaming.

The man on the opposite side held a black stone between his fingers, put it on his side, and ate his white stone. Mu Jingchen hasn't moved the chessboard yet. This is the game between the man and the little girl.

Mu Jingchen also squeezed out a chess piece from the jar and swallowed one of his sunspots.

The two fell silently, and neither of them spoke again until the bodyguard ran out from another direction and said, "Master, he's gone."

Mu Jingchen paused the hand of the chess piece, raised his eyes, and met the eyes of the person opposite.

Mu Jingchen snorted coldly, "Mr. Burt is very capable. He has kept his voice hidden for so many years. He thought he was a weak and deceitful person. In fact, he is a crouching dragon and a crouching tiger. He is keeping a low profile."

Lady Daisy Jones' son, Burt Smith.

Bert seemed not able to understand his sarcasm, and smiled faintly, "Are black and white necessarily opposite? Big and young are obsessed with white but not necessarily white. How do young and old know? One day I won't choose the same chess as big and young." come to execute?"

Mu Jingchen was about to buckle the chess piece he was holding, but he changed his mind temporarily and retreated a square. Burt laughed out loud.

Mu Jingchen made a concession, otherwise, it would be Mu Jingchen who won the game.

The tea in hand was still steaming. Mu Jingchen picked it up and took a sip. Burt said: "My mother was the first heir to the royal family, so it is only natural that her descendants should sit in that seat. Mrs. William Too cunning, the young master is not easy to control, oh, I don't think the young master has any plans to control him."

"Charles has already formed a relationship with the young master. If the young master wants to repair this relationship, it will take time. My goal is the royal seat. If the young master really stands with Charles, he will have to spend energy to deal with me. No Necessary, isn't it?"

"It's better for us to join hands. I need the support of the young and old. I can become friends with the young and old, even if it's about interests. Compared with William, who has to be careful when dealing with interests, isn't I a good choice? "

Burt's Mandarin is not pure, with a Western accent, but without the accent of the British, making people feel comfortable talking to him.

"Now Charles trusts me very much. As long as he returns to the royal family safely, with so many ministers supporting him, it will not be difficult for him to pull William into the water and take that seat again. At that time, he will definitely ask me to go back. Due to my mother's scandal back then, Those old guys will definitely object, and at this time, I need the support of everyone."

"When I successfully enter the royal family and seize power step by step, I guarantee that I will be the one who is more suitable to be an ally of the elder and younger than William and Charles."

Mu Jingchen sneered, "There is no evidence for what you say, what guarantee do you have?"

Burt laughed again, "I thought that the young master took a step back because he had already thought about it."

Mu Jingchen held up the tea, with a smile hidden behind his eyes, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

Bert clinked glasses with him, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

There was only half of the setting sun outside, and she stood there, the entire red-orange sky became her background.

As soon as he went out, the first thing Mu Jingchen saw was her. He stepped over, and his cold black gloves touched his soft white jaw. Fu Die felt uncomfortable, and hid twice, his jaw was firmly clamped in his hand.

The distance between the two was relatively close, and Fu Die's eyes met those black as cold eyes, and there was a cruel smile in them.

"You win," he said.

Fu Die struggled twice again, his shackles were so tight and tight, she couldn't break free at all, she frowned and stared at him.

Mu Jingchen shook her off vigorously, his eyes finally passed her face, and he led his people away.

Inside the car, the bodyguard was puzzled, "Master, if we chase out now, we should be able to catch up with Charles at our speed, why are you..."

Mu Jingchen glanced sideways slightly, looked back from the corner of the eye, and didn't speak.

(End of this chapter)