The Empress of Men's Clothes in Huanyun Pavilion

At night, the streets of Yuzhen are very lively.Recently, because the martial arts conference is about to be held in Nanyang Palace in Yuzhen, many martial arts people come every day.

Not all the people who come to the martial arts conference can have the opportunity to stay in Nanyang Palace, so the large and small inns in Yuzhen are almost full of people, let alone the most comfortable and clean first-class inn in Yuzhen--- Qingyue Inn.

At this time, in the Tianzi No. [-] room in the Qingyue Inn. . . . . .

In the spacious and elegant room with a different world style, Bei Li Moxibustion Ye is lying leisurely on the wicker chair, eating the grapes that Guan Yue peeled by herself, while the shame flower is beating his shoulders, but it is very comfortable.

At this time, the door was opened, and Mu Chiyuan walked in, followed by a fat middle-aged man.

"Crack..." The door was closed, and the obese middle-aged man walked up to Bei Li Moxie respectfully, and shouted with admiration, "Master."

Bei Liji nodded lazily, turned his face to Mu Chiyuan who was standing on the other side, and asked lightly, "Has Xiao Mian slept yet?"

There was a flash of warmth in Mu Chiyuan's icy eyes, and he nodded flatly.

Hearing the answer, Bei Li Ji Ye turned to the obese middle-aged man and asked casually, "Has anything unusual happened recently?"

And that obese middle-aged man is actually the shopkeeper of this Qingyue Inn, named Zhao Yu. I saw his respectful appearance towards Beili Moxie Ye. The Qingyue Inn, the first-class inn in Yuzhen, is actually Beili The industry under Moxie Ye.

Although Bei Li Mo Ye was Zhao Yu's master, Zhao Yu had never seen her before, and he couldn't help but be overwhelmed by Bei Li Mo Ye's stunning beauty. Only then did he come back to his senses, raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat that came out unconsciously from his forehead, and said respectfully, "Young Master Hui, there is nothing unusual at present, but it's just that Wulin is not the only one who came to Yuzhen recently. People, even the relatives and relatives of the emperors of Zhu Xiaoguo have come, and the third prince of Liuli Kingdom has also stayed in Nanyang Palace recently, as far as the people currently staying in our inn, at least some of them are martial arts masters."

Bei Li Moxie Ye couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this, and asked, "So what's the difference compared with the previous martial arts conference?" Only then did Guan Yuexiuhua and Mu Chiyuan suddenly realize that the young master was frowning in annoyance It wasn't about those things, but she hadn't paid attention to the martial arts conference at all, so she didn't know that this martial arts conference was a little different from usual, and she couldn't help but feel helpless for the son they admired who was lazy to ask about everything.

Zhao Yu thought about it carefully, and then said, "My lord, in the previous martial arts conference, there were no royal relatives and relatives who came to participate, and there were not so many people who came. There are a lot of people coming and going, all the inns are almost full, and there are also many martial arts masters, including some martial arts masters who have washed their hands in the gold basin, and they have come out of the mountain again, it seems that something happened again."

"Well, very good, you continue to pay more attention to me, and if any weird people appear in Yuzhen, please notify me immediately." It has a charming luster, but the danger hidden in it is unknown.

Even Mu Chiyuan, who was indifferent at the side, looked at Bei Li Mo Ye with a little worry when he heard what Bei Li Mo Ye said, but no one had ever seen that level of worry, including him. . . . . .he himself. . . . . .