Traitor

Chapter 120

Fate in life is indeed the most unpredictable.After all, Xue Lan never expected that such a man would appear in her life.She always thought that her fate would go all the way according to the original setting.

After all, people are not as good as heaven.

Not to mention, there is Wang Weiyong.

He thought he could do everything for his son, but he didn't know that he was digging his own grave.Mu Baili and Zhao Wuyou, which one is a simple character, and which one can he handle?
Facing the water, according to the flowers, looking across the bank.

Like a person drinking water, he knows whether it is warm or cold.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhao Wuyou swaggered through the long street for the first time.In Pinglin City, the current situation is extremely chaotic, but it is on the verge of collapse.The power of the East Factory infiltrated, and the guards of Heping Lincheng had some conflicts.

The two groups of forces are now confronting each other here. On the surface, they are all serving the emperor, but in fact they have their own thoughts.

"My lord." Su Xi lowered her voice, "Be careful."

When Zhao Wuyou raised his head, he had already arrived at Wang's house.When she got out of the carriage, Dongchang's carriage arrived just in time, and she met Mu Baili face to face.The moment they stood there, she stood there without moving, as elegant and gentle as ever.

Mu Baili looked at her, he couldn't answer the question earlier.He thought she would be angry, or that she would be a little embarrassed when they met again.Or, in addition to the embarrassment, there is a little more embarrassment when they meet again.

But now?

Zhao Wuyou is frank and frank, a gentle and refined young man.This Young Master Pianpian, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the emperor's favored minister, is still the same as when we first met, with a plain face and a smiling appearance, without any grievance or embarrassment at all.

In this way, Mu Baili frowned.Doesn't it make him look stingy if she is so frank?As a woman, she is so modest, but when it comes to a big man like him...

Sighing softly, Mu Baili walked towards her slowly, his slender body covered all the light in her sight.

In the backlight, his brows and eyes are as gentle as ever. No matter when and where, this murderous devil will always give you an illusory illusion, making you mistakenly think that under the thick ink, there is really a harmless heart.

"Lord Zhao, long time no see!" Mu Baili said meaningfully.

Zhao Wuyou smiled back, "The governor is polite."

Wang Weiyong bowed to the two, "My lords, please!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuyou raised his head to look at the lintel of the Wang family, and couldn't help laughing, "The magistrate's family is indeed very impressive."

Wang Weiyong bowed his head, "Your Excellency, please!"

Zhao Wuyou took a deep breath, stepped up and walked into the door.

Mu Baili stood side by side with her, this was the first time she walked into Wang Weiyong's house openly and aboveboard.She had been here last time, but last time it was against Lu Guoan's face, but this time she came in grandiosely as an imperial envoy.

Wang Weiyong was also considered polite, and held a big banquet. Seeing the plague in Pinglin City, they could still eat delicacies from mountains and seas and serve them with good wine and meat. It was really not easy.

Zhao Wuyou sat down with Mu Baili, her complexion was a little pale, and when the wind blew, she couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Is Mr. Zhao not feeling well?" Wang Weiyong asked hurriedly.

"It's nothing." Zhao Wuyou said, "Master Zhifu, don't worry, my illness is an old disease, not a plague."

Hearing this, Wang Weiyong's face tightened, and he was a little ashamed at the moment, "Master Zhao is serious."

"It's heavy?" Zhao Wuyou smiled nonchalantly, "Why do I feel that it is light? These three or two sentences, the magistrate is a little bit overwhelmed, so the tens of thousands of lives outside, do you have to kill the magistrate?" Crushed to death?"

Wang Weiyong's hands in his sleeves trembled, and he didn't know what to do for a while.This Zhao Wuyou is different from Mu Baili, Mu Baili is vicious, he is good at killing people.But this Zhao Wuyou was born as a civil servant, so in front of her, all eloquence would become pale and powerless.

"Xiaguan..." Wang Weiyong's forehead was dripping with sweat.

Zhao Wuyou chuckled twice, "Why is the magistrate so nervous, I'm just talking!" After speaking, he looked thoughtfully at the cold sweat on Wang Weiyong's forehead, and looked at Mu Baili with a slightly aggrieved expression. glance.

"Yes!" Wang Weiyong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said to the master, "Let's have a feast!"

The master saluted, with a gesture of the hand, all dances and dances were performed, and the banquet was opened.

Looking at the singing and dancing, Zhao Wuyou raised his lips and smiled evilly, "It's really lively here, Mr. Zhifu. These women are also invited from Huajie and Liuxiang, right? You know, our Governor, there is nothing wrong with it." I don't like fireworks girls." She looked at Mu Baili and smiled coldly, "No matter how beautiful a firework girl is, the Lord's slap will turn bloody."

Mu Baili rubbed his brows. Wasn't he going to sleep at night to save her?This girl was fine, she turned around and teased him, she really was an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.

Wang Weiyong was taken aback, no wonder Mu Baili didn't like Rouji that day, it turned out that he didn't like the fireworks girl.If he had known this earlier, he would have... After a pause, Wang Weiyong trembled slightly, and saw Zhao Wuyou sizing him up with a strange look.

Shocked at the moment, Wang Weiyong hurriedly said, "What are you looking at, Mr. Zhao?"

"Look at the magistrate!" Zhao Wuyou said without hesitation.

"Look at the official?" Wang Weiyong was puzzled, "Is there anything on the official's face?"

"Your Majesty has words written on his face!" Zhao Wuyou frowned, looking left and right seriously, "Look, fear is written on his forehead, Yang Feng Yin Yin is written on his left face, right On the face is—" She gasped, "Kill to kill."

When the sound fell, Wang Weiyong knelt down on the ground with a plop, "Master Zhao, don't dare to joke, how dare you—"

Zhao Wuyou pretended to be flustered, "Master Zhifu, why bother, I'm asking you for a joke! Why did Lord Zhifu take it seriously?"

Hearing this, Wang Weiyong's face turned green and pale.

Zhao Wuyou supported Wang Weiyong with his own hands, "It's a good thing that the magistrate's knees are weak. It's time for you to cure the plague tomorrow. When you come to the emperor, the magistrate's fault can take advantage of it."

Mu Baili smiled, "Master Zhao has a deep understanding!"

Zhao Wuyou was not annoyed when he met someone who made trouble, and he still smiled and said, "Yes! Because of my deep understanding, I have high hopes for the magistrate. Unexpectedly, the magistrate was frightened, it really is my own. no!"

"No, no, it's the lower officials who don't know what to do." Wang Weiyong said hastily, raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Zhao Wuyou said, "Eat, I'm hungry too!"

Wang Weiyong hurriedly poured wine for Mu Baili and Zhao Wuyou, but Zhao Wuyou raised his hand and held the cup, "Master Zhifu is too polite."

Su Xi took a step forward, "Young master is not in good health, the doctor ordered you not to drink alcohol."

"That's how it is." Wang Weiyong bowed his head to pour wine for Mu Baili, then stepped back, "I don't know Mr. Zhao is not well, so I hope you will forgive me."

"You and I are colleagues, why should the magistrate be inferior to others? If you have always been like this, I would have thought I had another slave." Zhao Wuyou looked back at Suxi, smiling coldly, "Suxi, can you I see, if this continues, the magistrate will replace you."

Su Xi bowed her head, "The magistrate's talent is naturally higher than his humble position. As a servant of the son, if he fails to fulfill his duties, it is a crime of his humble position! Please punish him!"

"Does the prefect think that this servant of the official is very familiar?" Zhao Wuyou asked knowingly, "Oh, sorry, not long ago, this slave couldn't find me, so he had no choice but to assume my identity. The magistrate’s heart is to put everyone’s heart at ease. The magistrate won’t mind, will he? If this matter gets to the emperor, I will leave without food!”

"Don't dare!" Wang Weiyong said hastily, "Master Zhao had no choice but to understand."

"Then my slave, I accidentally tossed the magistrate's good intentions, does the magistrate not mind?" Wang Weiyong naturally knew what Zhao Wuyou was talking about.

Wasn't it about Wang Weiyong's use of beauties to deal with Zhao Wuyou?

It seems that this Zhao Wuyou is counting his own omissions, but in fact, Wang Weiyong can't take advantage of it.Even though Zhao Wuyou was pretending to be himself, Wang Weiyong dared to bribe and use beauty tricks to deal with Zhao Wuyou. If it came to the emperor, it would still be a death penalty.

Wang Weiyong nodded again and again, "The lower officials are confused for a while."

"It's fine to be confused for a while, but don't be confused for a lifetime." Zhao Wuyou took a sip of water, "Master Zhifu, do you think so?"

"Master Zhao's words are absolutely true!" Wang Weiyong was taken aback by Zhao Wuyou, his heart had already been extremely confused at this moment, and he didn't know how to deal with it.Whatever Zhao Wuyou said, he could only nod in agreement.

Suxi was sneering, this Wang Weiyong still dares to be tempted by his own son, if he doesn't make you half dead, he is not her son Zhao.

Isn't that right, Zhao Wuyou went around, not only avoided Suxi's crime of impersonating an imperial envoy, but also taught Wang Weiyong a good lesson, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't find a trace of excess.

Everything was admitted by Wang Weiyong himself, and it has nothing to do with her.

The singing and dancing are peaceful, the sound of silk and bamboo is so peaceful, just like when Zhao Wuyou came last time.There is a superior law of survival in the upper reaches, and everyone goes his own way in this world, which is the inherent inequality that everyone is born with.

Exquisite dishes were presented one after another, Zhao Wuyou looked at Mu Baili coldly, this Hongmen banquet was more like a meal with a severed head.

"My lords, as the magistrate of Yunhua State, I failed to do my duty, causing the plague in Yunhua State to spread to the point where it is today." Wang Weiyong picked up the cup, "I punish myself, please two My lord forgive me."

Mu Baili picked up the cup and looked at the wine in the cup thoughtfully, "What kind of wine is this, Mr. Zhifu?"

"The daughter of 20 years is red." Wang Weiyong didn't know what it meant.

Mu Baili put down the cup, and then sighed, "I'm used to drinking pear blossom wine, when other wines enter my throat, they are like white water." He poured the wine in the cup on the ground, "It's really boring."

"Pear flower brew?" Wang Weiyong was stunned, "I don't know there is such a thing."

Zhao Wuyou remained silent, but slandered inwardly: I'm so used to you!Also pear stuffed!There will be no wine ladies in the future!
Wang Weiyong could only gulp down the wine in his glass in embarrassment, and then watched the dull singing and dancing, thinking in his heart, what should we do?Slightly turned his head and glanced at the master, the master narrowed his eyes slightly.

What this means, Wang Weiyong is naturally clear.

But now Zhao Wuyou is silent, Mu Baili is also repulsed, and it is difficult for him to do anything.

Suddenly, he saw Zhao Wuyou picked up the chopsticks, his heart twitched, and his body tensed slightly.Subconsciously, he went to get the flagon and poured himself a drink.He drank in a hurry, his face turned slightly pale.

Seeing this situation, Su Xi was also secretly nervous.The young master must not be troubled, otherwise this Pinglin City will be in trouble.As Wen Gu said that day, if something happened to Zhao Wuyou, the entire Yunhua State would be shaken three times.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Zhao Wuyou thought, this Wang Weiyong has spent a lot of thought on the combination of meat and vegetables.She is used to being a vegetarian, so this vegetarian food is placed in front of her, but what about Mu Baili?
As an eunuch, Mu Baili naturally couldn't eat too hot and hot food. Although there were both meat and vegetarian dishes, the meat was also up to a certain standard.

It seems that this Wang Weiyong really wants to let them die!
For a moment, Wang Weiyong felt that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and his hand holding the cup trembled uncontrollably.He watched Zhao Wuyou pick up the food and put it in his own bowl, with an expression that didn't seem to have the slightest doubt.

In his mind, the man's voice sounded: This poison is colorless and odorless, and it will never let people see the slightest clue.

Therefore, as long as Zhao Wuyou and Mu Baili are dead, his son is safe.

But when the dish reached Zhao Wuyou's mouth, Zhao Wuyou started to cough lightly again.

Mu Baili said, "Master Zhao's body looks like it needs to be taken care of, otherwise it's really worrying. You never come back. When the time comes, once the prime minister comes back, I don't know what to do if you blame him. How earth-shattering it is."

Zhao Wuyou looked at him coldly, "It doesn't matter if I come back or not, I'm afraid that if you, the admiral of the East Factory, accidentally die here, the East Factory will attack you in groups, and I'm afraid that the whole city will be destroyed." Even the city will be razed to the ground." She laughed and looked at Wang Weiyong's pale face, "At that time, the magistrate will be implicated."

They were talking and laughing, and Wang Weiyong's heart trembled when he heard it.At this time, how could he have the mood to joke.Their jokes, in Wang Weiyong's ears, were so thoughtful, it made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Zhao Wuyou felt a little headache, it was really not challenging at all.Simply put down the chopsticks, Zhao Wuyou rubbed between his brows, his complexion was extremely pale.

"Master Zhao is uncomfortable?" Wang Weiyong asked in a low voice.

"Things in the world are always born against each other." Zhao Wuyou said with deep meaning, "It seems that I have no relationship with the magistrate, since I entered this mansion, I always feel unhappy. Does the magistrate know why? "

Wang Weiyong was stunned for a moment, "The lower officials really don't know the reason."

Zhao Wuyou sighed softly, "This mansion is too dark."

"What, what?" Wang Weiyong was stunned.

"There is Yin Qi coming from the underworld, and the ghostly Qi doesn't dissipate. In my heart, I always feel that I should panic." Zhao Wuyou smiled coldly, "Is there someone in the magistrate's house who has attracted the Yin Qi of the hell? So much so that the entire Yunhua State is affected?"

"Master Zhao's words are wrong. The evil spirit of the underworld is really nonsense. The plague in Yunhua Prefecture is actually caused by the inferior government's unfavorable jurisdiction. The subordinate officials are willing to suffer. I hope Master Zhao will not implicate others." Wang Weiyong There is no silver 300 taels here, and I can't wait to take the blame, which is really touching.

Zhao Wuyou glanced at Mu Baili, "What does the governor think?"

"Master Zhao said whatever he said!" Mu Baili smiled gently.

Zhao Wuyou let out a long breath, and carefully put the dish in front of him into Wang Weiyong's bowl, "Master Zhifu has worked so hard, give me some face!"

After the sound fell, Wang Weiyong's face turned pale, he looked down at the dishes in the bowl, and immediately froze on the spot.

"Let's eat!" Zhao Wuyou smiled evilly, "The delicacies from mountains and seas prepared by the magistrate himself are the most suitable for your own taste."

The master was stunned, staring intently at the dishes in Wang Weiyong's bowl, his body tensed.

Wang Weiyong looked up at Zhao Wuyou in disbelief, but he heard Zhao Wuyou say, "There are a large number of rebels gathered in the magistrate's wife's cemetery, and the imperial guards have been ordered to surround it. The magistrate is loyal to the emperor and patriotic, so he wouldn't mind if he thought about it. Your wife's cemetery was destroyed, right?"

"Destroy?" Wang Weiyong drank the wine in his glass.

"In the future, the emperor's gift will definitely be given to Mrs. Xu Zhifu, who will be buried with a golden crown and jade." Zhao Wuyou coughed twice, his pale face was bloodless.

Wang Weiyong stared at Zhao Wuyou sluggishly in front of him. They were all officials, each smooth and well aware.

"In Pinglin City, there are quite a few old offices of the magistrate!" Zhao Wuyou smiled, "The magistrate has also been an official in Yunhua State for more than ten years. No one knows better than you. Today's Yunhua State What is needed."

It is calm and stability, not shaking the morale of the army.

Wang Weiyong stared at the dishes in the bowl, and silently picked up the chopsticks, "Master Zhao is indeed a pillar of the court."

"Parents love their son, and they have far-reaching plans for it." Zhao Wuyou said, "Some things, once you make a mistake, you can't turn back." After speaking, she quietly stood up, "Look at this song and dance, let's look at it again." Don't you feel the magistrate not at all about the parting of life and death outside?"

He unhurriedly took out a letter from his sleeve, on which was written "His Majesty's Personal Letter", which showed that it was a secret letter that Zhao Wuyou wanted to deliver to the capital.

Wang Weiyong's face turned ashen instantly. It's not that he doesn't know how much evidence Zhao Wuyou has. Wang Weiyong is well aware of Zhuo Lei and Hou Shan's matter.Now, he is at the end of his rope.

For a moment, Wang Weiyong's hands trembled violently.

Zhao Wuyou sighed softly, "Su Xi, immediately send the secret letter to the capital and present it to the emperor!"

Su Xi stepped forward and took it respectfully, "The humble job will be done immediately!"

After the sound fell, Zhao Wuyou looked at Wang Weiyong with a smile.

Wang Weiyong's face was ashen, and he slowly stuffed the food in the bowl into his mouth without making a sound.The master widened his eyes and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Mu Baili did not speak from the beginning to the end, he just sat there quietly, wiping the bone flute in his hand slowly with the delicate embroidered handkerchief.It is as crystal clear as jade, with a chilly air, and the people watching it feel terrified.

There is very little blood in this bone flute, which makes people feel terrified.

Seeing this, Wang Weiyong knew that his death was approaching.

He wanted to kill them, but in the end?One is the admiral of the East Factory, with eyeliner all over the place; the other is the Minister of Rites, extremely intelligent.They had already seen through his tricks, but because Pinglin City was his Pinglin City, they couldn't do anything to him for the time being, so they chose to let him suffer the consequences.

But putting the knife on the target of the magistrate's wife is tantamount to giving him an ultimatum.

Wang Weiyong has no other way to go, these two people are more ruthless than the other, he is already at the end.

Viscera throbbing with pain is a sign of poison.

Wang Weiyong looked at the two people in front of him with a face as white as paper. They forced him to die in order to calm the peace in the city, avoid conflicts between his old department and the imperial guards, and preserve his strength to the greatest extent.

Blood continued to roll down the corner of his lips.

Su Xi was startled, this is... Poisoned?

Zhao Wuyou and Mu Baili didn't show any surprise on their faces, it was just a matter of reason.His hands were already stained with blood, and he didn't care about him.

The master shouted, "My lord?"

Wang Weiyong rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.Black blood continuously overflowed from his mouth, he stared at Zhao Wuyou with his eyes open.

"My lord!" The master trembled violently.

Wang Weiyong swallowed his breath and didn't say a word until he died.What else can he say?What more can I say?Whatever he couldn't let go of, he had no choice and no way out.The situation is already obvious, Zhao Wuyou and Mu Baili have taken the initiative, as long as the letter is sent to the capital, his royal family and nine clans will surely die.

Instead of this, it is better to die now, which can be regarded as a wake-up call for his son.At that time, Wang Shaojun escaped unharmed, and this plague will be regarded as death without proof.If there is evidence of guilt, what else can they do if they are dead?The nine clans are not nine clans, he can't see it.

"Master, I'm dead." Lu Guoan probed Wang Weiyong's carotid artery.

Mu Baili sighed softly, then glanced at the master, "Come on, the Promise Palace assassinated me and Mr. Zhao, I don't want to poison Wang Weiyong, the magistrate of Yunhua Prefecture. Pass this order, and if you meet a disciple of the Promise Palace, kill without pardon .”

"Yes!" Lu Guoan nodded.

The master's body trembled, and he quickly stepped aside.

Su Xi held the letter, "My lord, what about this letter?"

"There is not a single word in the letter, sent it to the emperor, do you want to deceive the emperor?" Zhao Wuyou walked away in a huff.

Su Xi froze for a moment, even the master who was not far away also froze on the spot.

A letter without words killed Wang Weiyong, the magistrate of Yunhua State.

Mu Baili was not surprised at all. He looked at the trembling servants kneeling in front of him, gave Lu Guoan a meaningful look, and then walked away.

Of course, Lu Guoan knew what Mu Baili meant. Some things should not be spread to the outside world. Otherwise, if something happens in the future, it will be a big deal.Mu Baili used to do things without leaving any excuses.

Just like this master who just returned to the room and was about to flee.A belt that fell out of the blue became a typical disadvantage for the protector, and he hanged himself.

When walking out of the gate, Zhao Wuyou glanced back at the vermilion lacquered gate. From now on, it's time to change people here.But this has nothing to do with her, Wang Weiyong committed suicide and was assassinated by Wuji Palace.So, no matter how you calculate it, this account will not fall on her head.

"Master Zhao is so amazing!" Mu Baili took her hand and led her straight to his carriage.

Zhao Wuyou sighed softly, and had to follow him into the car.This kind of struggle makes people inevitably gossip when they see it. This is not the capital, so she doesn't want to argue with him on the street.

After getting into the car, her soft and boneless hands were still wrapped in his warm palms. The icy cold touch was his best reward.

"You know the food is poisonous, why did you let me sing a one-man show alone?" She was a little annoyed.

"I know that Mr. Zhao can take the lead by himself, so why should I waste my words? This good show really did not disappoint me. Mr. Zhao made Wang Weiyong, the magistrate, have no choice but to reap the fruits of his own. Amazing." Of course Mu Baili is the most sober, as a bystander sees everything so thoroughly.

Zhao Wuyou took a deep breath, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but he couldn't let it go.

In desperation, Zhao Wuyou said, "Mu Baili, I have a headache."

He froze for a moment, she had already leaned over by herself, she simply leaned on him, closed her eyes and waited for him to serve.Anyway, if he wants to take advantage, she can't be too disadvantaged.

Mu Baili frowned slightly, "Master Zhao really doesn't want to suffer at all."

"Both each other!" Zhao Wuyou responded indifferently.

The warm fingertips rubbed her temples with moderate strength. She lay on his knees with her eyes closed.He could see her drooping eyelashes up close, stirred by his breath, and blurred out a very beautiful light and shadow.

It's really the best way to get along with each other.

"Wang Weiyong was not forced to death by me, but he himself pushed himself into a dead end. If he hadn't poisoned him, he wouldn't have to feel guilty, and wouldn't feel that he was bound to die. If not, my threats wouldn't work at all," she said. Looking up at him, "Mu Baili, what do you think?"

"Even if he doesn't commit suicide, he will die." This was his answer.

Dare to poison to kill the admiral of Dongchang, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the imperial envoy of the emperor.Even if Wang Weiyong did not commit suicide, the imperial gold medal in Mu Baili's hand would not spare him.

Zhao Wuyou closed his eyebrows, "The most annoying thing is that a mantis like you catches cicadas, and the oriole is behind. You always use others as knives, and in the end the knives get rusty and are useless."

He didn't speak, in fact he was waiting for her to ask him about it again, but she never said a word.

Mu Baili thought, this girl is really patient, she has a bit of the patience of a hunter.Thinking so much about the city, it doesn't look like a girl's house, but like a natural counselor.It seemed that she was born to be different from ordinary women.

Different background, different fate.

Seeing that Mu Baili did not speak, Zhao Wuyou chuckled, "Why, are you still worried that I will ask you about poison?"

He stared at her intently, with a little smile on his lips.

"Do you think I'm a fool? I know you won't tell me, but I have to hold on to it. In the end, neither of us can benefit from it. Everyone's face is ugly. It's a shameless thing, isn't it? My specialty." She was a bit cold, but her tone was extremely calm, "Anything that makes me unhappy, I will give him a happy one!"

Mu Baili let out a long breath, and stroked her icy cold cheek with the palm of his hand, "Then, my lord, did you not feel happy?"

"So, are you afraid?" She asked with a gentle smile.

He sighed softly, "If I am afraid, will Mr. Zhao let me go?"

"No!" She answered simply.

Hearing this, he bowed his head, as if he hadn't tasted her for a long time.Capture her slightly cool lips, this waxy and soft beauty is really nostalgic.Such a person, with such a temperament, was born like a mystery and fascinated people.

The lips and teeth touch each other, the familiar breath flows between the lips and teeth.

Sobriety and reason form the strongest barrier between the two. They are obsessed with each other, but they stand on the opposite side of the court, are enemies of each other, and rely on each other to survive.Whether it's the confidante who made a mistake all her life, or whether Junyan has become a demon, no one can tell.

Or only on a certain day, they all let go of their sobriety and rationality, and suddenly their brains become hot, then the situation may become different.

Otherwise, they are eternal enemies.

"Mu Baili." She called his name vaguely.

"Huh?" He answered her in a low voice, but he was greedily attached to the elegant pear blossom fragrance on her body.The beauty between the lips and teeth is indeed the most soul-stirring. No wonder the ancients said: "Death under the peony flower is also romantic."

This white pear blossom, blooming on the highest branch of Daye, is gorgeous and charming.

Now in his arms, breathing slightly short, soft as if boneless.

The hands around her waist increased her strength, she frowned in pain, and called his name again, "Mu Baili."

Mu Baili finally let go of her, and immediately smiled meaningfully, "Master Zhao can't take it anymore? His body is so tense, it looks like he's in love with spring."

Zhao Wuyou leaned softly into his arms, and smiled meaningfully, "Mu Baili, you only talk about me, why don't you say that your body is also tense? Then you are also in love with Chunxin?" She kissed his neck, "When the time comes, don't tell me that you are in love with me."

He chuckled, "I should warn Mr. Zhao about this."

"It's just a legend that different routes lead to the same goal!" She smiled coldly, "Between you and me, we can never achieve the same goal by different routes."

"The way is the same, but we don't conspire with each other." He hugged her tightly in his arms.

Zhao Wuyou felt a little tired, "Mu Baili, between you and me, who do you think will win?"

"Do you want me to admit that I will lose to you?" He sneered.

Zhao Wuyou smiled without saying a word.

Some things have entered her heart quietly, she has secretly fallen into her heart, but she just doesn't want to admit it!I don't want to admit it, and I dare not admit it, after all, she is the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, the only son of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The Zhao family and Dongchang will always be in an irreconcilable situation.

If two tigers fight, they will die!
When she closed her eyes, she asked in a low voice, "Mu Baili, if one day I fall in love with you, what do you think I should do?"

He was slightly startled, then smiled, releasing the tenderness that filled the room.

How to do?
You, Zhao Wuyou, don't even know what to do, how could he know what to do?Anyway, two people who are sober, keep each other warm, and use each other in the shadow of blades and swords.In the end, either you die or I die.

"Do you know what the greatest punishment in the world is?" she asked.

He froze for a moment, but really didn't answer.For him, all punishments are not punishments, because the final direction of a person is nothing but death.For some reason, my heart suddenly tightened, and I felt a little inexplicably uneasy.

Not far from the carriage, there is a beautiful figure standing quietly.

(End of this chapter)