Cute girl Shura

Chapter 245 Mu Yaoxi ([-])

Yao'er became indifferent and heartless, and stopped confiding in him, and the distance between them became farther and farther...

Looking back at the crowd, when I saw Luo Yiyi, some unbeautiful scenes flooded into my mind again, what a crime...

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Weiyang Palace
When Mu Zikan woke up, the first thing he saw was the dark ebony under the bed.

The scene before his ascension to the throne that day came to mind. He put on the dragon robe with excitement, and then Mu Zishen appeared...Mu Zishen!

Thinking of this, he quickly slid out from under the bed, just about to get up.

I saw a court lady who was cleaning staring straight at him, the rag in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, and she couldn't speak clearly: "...regent...regent...emperor..."

Mu Zikan frowned slightly, and his sexy thin lips parted slightly: "There's no need to salute, I'm going to court, you order someone to bring hot water, I want to take a bath."

"This..." The palace maid remained silent, staring at her big copper bell eyes before she had time to sort out her thoughts.

"Huh? Why are you still staying there?" Mu Zikan was a little sullen, and when he looked at the court lady again, what he saw was the scene of her running away.

He patted the dust off his body, gritted his teeth in hatred for Mu Zishen.

Suddenly, there was an orderly kneeling sound outside the hall: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live! The queen mother is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

emperor?Queen Mother?
After looking around, he realized that he was still in the side hall at the other corner of Weiyang Hall.A few days ago, Mu Zishen beat him back to his original form. Could it be that he himself sat on the throne?
Thinking about it, he opened the door curtain, and through a corner, he saw a room full of civil and military officials kneeling on the ground, and an immature echo sounded from the dragon seat: "Pingshen."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mu Zikan looked for his reputation, and saw a seven or eight-year-old boy sitting on the throne, with a pair of black wandering eyes flicking left and right.

Now he was completely in a daze, Mu Zishen knocked himself out, and it wasn't him who sat on the throne in the end, it was actually a big kid.

And Concubine Chen, she actually sat on the side of the throne, listening to the government behind the curtain?

Even if she wants to hang the curtain, it's not her turn to be a girl. Wouldn't the Supreme Emperor be more qualified?

Just when he couldn't figure it out, he saw a figure running out from another part of the hall, it was Eunuch Sun. He ran towards the direction of the Empress Dowager Chen with a face full of panic, and whispered a few times in his ear.

The Empress Dowager Chen's eyes suddenly cast towards him——

Mu Zikan immediately put down the curtain, seeing how the situation was getting more and more wrong, the most urgent thing is to leave here immediately, find Du Yao, and ask her what happened.

Thinking of this, he quickly walked out in the direction of the back door.

When the Empress Dowager Chen opened the curtain, the inside was already empty...

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暖园
"Daddy, this place is so beautiful!"

The childish voice is immature, and the smile is like a silver bell.

Sitting near the stream, Mu Zishen watched the waterfall pouring down like the Milky Way. He recalled Wei Yangzi's first honest meeting with An Yao. deep thoughts.

"Xixi, human emotions are too short to be trusted." He suddenly felt emotional.

The little Xixi in the egg was only glowing lightly. Although she couldn't feel her light under the warm winter day, Mu Zishen could still feel the warmth from the palm of his hand.

"Father, are you missing your mother?" Xiao Xixi's voice was soft and melancholy.

Mu Zishen heard her voice sinking into the sound of the waterfall, as if everything around him was creating a suitable atmosphere for him, making his thoughts constantly indulge in the past time.

"Daddy, don't be sad, mother is so bad, if she doesn't love us, then we don't love her either!" Xixi said angrily.

don't love her...

Mu Zishen raised the corners of his mouth helplessly. If he doesn't love her, then he won't pay attention to her in every possible way, won't worry about her all day long, won't feel chilled by every word she says, won't... won't In her cold eyes, she fell for herself again and again.

Du Yao, in the final analysis, this king is still at odds with you.

How much he wanted to tell her everything, to tell her that he loved her, he didn't want to see her become a tool for King Shura's revenge, and he didn't want her to linger painfully on the verge of Shura's wrath.

But he still can't say it now, once he said it, the next sentence would be a truth that she couldn't accept.

Regarding the death of the emperor, about Xianyue Dao and him, about King Shura, he wanted to bury these secrets alive in his heart.Forever, I don't want her to know, even if I want him to never say, I love you.

"Daddy?" Xiao Xixi moved restlessly in his palm, trying to get his attention.

He came back to his senses, holding Xixi in his arms, treating her like a treasure, "Xixi, Daddy told you, even if your mother doesn't love us, we still have to love her."

"Why?" Xiao Xixi's tone was full of displeasure.

"Because she has her reasons."

Just when Mu Zishen stood up, thinking about leaving here, a familiar figure walked from the entrance of Nuanyuan into the flowers and grass, and finally stopped firmly in front of him.

"Mu Zikan?" Mu Zishen looked calm.

"Mu Zishen! Is that how you treat me?!" The first time he saw Mu Zishen, Mu Zikan couldn't control his anger, and stepped forward to capture him.

After that, the two identical figures did a few tricks on the spot.

"It seems that you are still obsessed with your obsession." Mu Zishen's aura was above that of Mu Zikan's, and the same brown eyes revealed an innate sharpness.

"Hand over the Pharmacopoeia and the Crescent Moon Knife!" Although he knew that he couldn't fight him head-on at this time, Mu Zikan still shouted.

All the changes that happened around him made him feel that he could no longer survive here, and he couldn't wait to save Bai Zhirou, but for so long, Mu Zishen either played hide-and-seek with him, or became powerless to resist.

"No." He looked into Mu Zikan's eyes, as if seeing his own shadow there.

"You...then lend it to me." Mu Zikan's tone softened slightly.

"No loan."

"Do you have to ask me to beg you in a low voice?!" It could be heard that Mu Zikan was holding back his anger.

"Even if you humble yourself, I still won't give them to you." Mu Zishen said in a strong tone, "Besides, the Pharmacopoeia is no longer in my hands. If you have the ability, go to the shaman and ask for it back."

"What did you say? Who did you give the Pharmacopoeia to? Who is the shaman?" Mu Zikan couldn't help it anymore, "You would rather give the Pharmacopoeia to someone who has never heard of it than hand it over to save Rou'er's life, then you Why did you save the dead again last night!"

(End of this chapter)