Cute girl Shura

Chapter 129 Journey to the Underworld ([-])

An Yao only felt wronged for a while, but her mouth still jumped weakly: "That's fine."

Miscanthus at the side felt as if the corners of his mouth were about to twitch. He didn't expect that Mo Que would even bribe his apprentice.

And that's obviously a little girl who doesn't know much about the world. Does he need to go out of his way to please her?

"Master! I accept your kindness, don't do that to me next time!"

"Alright, alright, Shanshan, I'll treat you as a teacher, and remember to go and come back quickly."

"Ah? Master, what did you say? What did you promise? What do you want to go and come back?" You Shan looked back, innocent and surprised, and said three things in a row.

"..."

Miscanthus stood up, "Heart and soul can't live for too long, you are making fun of Miss Du's life."

Hearing Miscanthus's voice, a trace of disdain flashed across Youshan's face, she raised her chin, her eyes were cold: "Is this your attitude when speaking to the god of death? Believe it or not, I will take your soul away now?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Mo Qinmo slapped her small head with a palm, "Evil disciple! How did you teach you as a teacher? How many times have I said that elves have no soul, no soul! You have regarded as a teacher Is what I taught you a deaf ear?"

This move was really ruthless, Youshan pursed her mouth, "Shanshan knows, Master, don't hit me!"

"Then are you going?"

"Just go."

After finishing speaking, Youshan stretched out her hand and sucked it on the ground, and the notebook flew into her hand.

Before leaving, he still didn't forget to give Miscanthus a hard look, hum, one day, let's see how the god of death will deal with you.

Miscanthus only felt a chill in his back, but it didn't mean that he was intimidated by her eyes. You know, he had experienced these small eyes in Du Yao a long time ago.

Just after Youshan left with her notes and An Yao, An Cong and her family were released from the death row by the criminal officers.

Mo Quin looked up at the sky at the end, it was already noon, and the execution would be executed at three o'clock.

Yao'er, it's not that I won't help you, it's just that An Ya has committed a lot of crimes, and An Cong was destined to not have a son in this life because of your rebellion. Therefore, this ending may not be a relief for them.

Among the nine clans, they were all sinners in their previous lives, and it is considered a great favor to grant them human beings in this life.

"Second Prince, there is one thing that I don't understand." Beside him, Miscanthus also looked like a spectator, watching the crowd heading towards the execution ground.

"Go ahead."

"Why both you and Miss Du were reincarnated as human beings?"

Recalling the last time he saw Du Yao off when he was in the Kingdom of Elf, she was still Shura, and Mo Qinmo was still the god of death.

"Teach you a principle of being a human being, talk less and do more, don't ask and don't blame." Who knows, after Mo Que dropped these words, he swaggered out of Miscanthus' sight.

They really are exactly the same master and apprentice!

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When Mu Zishen returned to the mansion, it was already dark.

Feng Ling was welcoming him into the room with a lonely face, and then changed into a weeping expression when she saw the miscanthus.

"Has the princess rested?" He habitually stepped into the study and asked the two who followed him.

"Go back to the lord, the princess is resting. She also told her servants that if you come back, she will let you know that she needs to rest and practice Buddhism these few days, and pray for Princess Yao, so you don't have to worry about it, and don't need to visit her." Bee Spirit replied in fear.

"Wangfei really said that?" Mu Zishen stopped abruptly, turned around and asked again: "An...what's wrong with Du Yao?"

In the future, he really can't call her An Yao anymore. Today, the An family's nine clans have been exterminated, and her name is clearly written on the genealogy. If outsiders find out, it will definitely be against her.

"Since the princess took her back to the mansion, I don't know what happened. Princess Yao didn't say a word, her face was pale, and..." Feng Ling followed the lines Zi Ling gave him.

"What's the matter?" Hearing this, Mu Zishen's voice became cold.

"I still can't eat... Not only that, but I went to see Princess Yao today and found her..."

"Say!"

"She didn't respond at all! She kept the same posture all the time, as if... as if she had hit an evil spirit!"

Hit evil?

His eyes dimmed for a moment, he flung off his sleeve robe and headed towards Beiyuan.

On a cold night, Feng Ling and Miscanthus followed behind him, but they were all covered in cold sweat.

The word "strike evil" popped out of an elf's mouth, it can be regarded as a kind of cultural art.

Feng Ling thought, if he didn't say that, he really couldn't explain Miss Du's symptoms at this time.

When he came to Beiyuan, Mu Zishen realized that the courtyard was so cold that people couldn't help shivering.

The candlelight swayed, and the cold moon cast shadows.

In the Beiyuan of the Tibetan University, only the main room in the middle is faintly lit by candlelight.

He pushed the door open and saw her sitting in front of the window, staring blankly out of the window with empty eyes, and the dinner that had lost heat was placed on the table.

"Why don't you eat?" He walked in front of her, his face softened.

Seeing that she didn't return, he put his hand on her forehead, and found that her body temperature was surprisingly cold.

"Go and invite the doctor! No... Miscanthus, you entered the palace overnight, please invite Imperial Physician He to enter the palace!" After finishing speaking, he picked her up in his arms, walked to the edge of the bed, and slowly placed her on the couch, finally carefully Covered her with a quilt.

"promise!"

Even though he knew that even if he invited a doctor who could bring the dead back to life, he would not be able to help Miss Du a single iota, but Miscanthus still acted as an acquittal, and then hid in the moonlight outside.

Bee Spirit rubbed her hands together nervously, waiting for him to give her an order.

After a long time, Mu Zishen didn't have any words to instruct, but stood beside her couch, looking at her quietly.

It's just that we haven't seen each other for two days, and she has lost weight again.

"The bee butler."

"The slave is here!"

"It's winter, and Beiyuan is much colder than other yards. You send someone to clean the house where she lived in Dongyuan before, and let her live in Dongyuan in the future."

"No." Hearing the words, Bee Spirit ran out as if her limbs had been given wings again.

Miss Du's grievance this time was not in vain. He deliberately made Beiyuan so miserable, and what he wanted was the prince's words. In fact, he was afraid that the prince would transfer Miss Du to Nanyuan.

But I thought that as long as the prince has a little bit of place for Miss Du in his heart, he will take her back to Dongyuan to take care of her. After all, Dongyuan has more than enough staff and it is more convenient.

It seems that he made the right move with this risky move.

After seeing Feng Ling leave, he looked at the motionless Yao'er again, and said, "This king can't figure out why you tortured yourself like this. It is this king who personally agreed to marry you."

Seeing that she was still unresponsive, he took her cold right hand and pressed it to his face, trying to give her some warmth.

An Yao, you can't die.

This king forbids you to die like this, did you hear that?

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