The concubine is often fierce, the prince is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 64
"Father, didn't the master say that the thing has already been cast?" Hu Jiuniang asked anxiously.

This time, she wasn't just worried about Qin Muge.

Because these small knives look simple, but to meet Qin Muge's requirements, the skill requirements of craftsmen are very high.

Therefore, she also wanted to see whether this mysterious master who seldom showed his face was in vain.

Hu Liuxing turned around with a smile, and slowly opened the hollow brocade box on the table...

A faint silver shimmer flickered along his movements, as bright and clear as moonlight.

When the lid of the brocade box was fully opened, the whole room seemed to be covered with a thin layer of faint light.

And the several small knives of different lengths lying in the center of the brocade box are even more mysterious because of this layer of dim light.

At this moment, not only Hu Jiuniang exclaimed, but even Qin Muge looked straight ahead.

She slowly picked up a brocade handkerchief from the side of the brocade box, and carefully held up the smallest knife.

The tip of the knife is as thin as a piece of paper, but it is extremely tough.

"Let me see!"

As Hu Jiuniang spoke, she put her head on it.

And the few strands of hair that slipped from her forehead also fell on the extremely thin blade along with her movements...

The few strands of hair had just hit the blade before they were sliced ​​into two pieces, breaking off and falling down.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of everyone, they couldn't stop being amazed.

"The master's craftsmanship really lives up to its reputation!" Qin Muge carefully inspected the scalpels.

These knives are not only extremely exquisite in workmanship, but even the size and the handle of the knives have been delicately adjusted.

Qin Muge grasped it, as if it grew out of his own body.

She couldn't think of any other words to describe it except "I can't put it down".

Seeing the exclamation in Qin Muge's eyes, a relieved smile appeared on Hu Liuxing's vicissitudes face.

Hu Jiuniang also showed pride on her face, "Mu Ge, since you're satisfied, that's fine. I said I'll help you with this matter, didn't I lie to you?"

"En!" Qin Muge nodded heavily.

Those bright eyes glowed brightly because of excitement, as if they were more dazzling than the black iron knife in her arms.

Hu Liuxing couldn't help seeing this scene wrongly.

After being stunned for a while, he slowly opened his mouth, "Mu Ge, I heard from Jiu Niang that your mother died when you were young?"

This sudden turning point made Qin Muge startled, and also made Hu Jiuniang startled.

After regaining consciousness, Hu Jiuniang ran to Hu Liuxing's side in dissatisfaction, "Father, what's the matter with you?"

Qin Muge didn't mind that much: because the last time Hu Liuxing saw him, Jiu Niang mentioned that his eyes were very similar to her mother's.

Therefore, seeing himself, Hu Liuxing will inevitably feel hurt and think of his deceased wife.

I heard from Jiu Niang that after his mother passed away, Hu Liuxing never remarried.

Speaking of which, this Hu Liuxing is still a long-term man.

At least, he was a thousand times better than his own father.

Thinking of this, Qin Muge nodded slightly towards Hu Liuxing, "Well, my mother died of illness when I was six years old."

After Hu Liuxing heard this, a touch of sadness flashed across his eyes.

"You and Jiuniang are hard-fated children, and you have not had your mother to accompany you at a young age."

"Father, why are you always talking about this?" Although Hu Jiuniang was dissatisfied, her eyes were slightly red.

Hu Liuxing smiled and touched Jiu Niang's head, then turned around and walked to the round arch of the box.

With a big hand, he took out a braided tassel.

He used a little force, and the white tiger skin on the south wall was slowly lowered down.

As the tiger skin faded, the one-person-high mural hidden behind the wall gradually revealed its true face.

On the mural is a woman about 30 years old.

The woman's face was delicate, her facial features were soft and beautiful, she didn't seem to be contaminated with the slightest breath of the world.

Bright eyes and white teeth, red lips and white teeth, skin like fat...

These words can no longer describe its exquisite and beautiful appearance.

But under the temperament of a gentle woman from the south of the Yangtze River, those clear but unwavering eyes revealed the woman's heart.

She must be a woman with a gentle appearance, but an extremely strong heart.

Most importantly, her eyes did look somewhat similar to Qin Muge's.

No, it should be said that the stubbornness hidden in the eyes is exactly the same!

"Uncle Hu, is this the mother of Jiuniang?"

Qin Muge looked at the portrait, because of the persistence in her eyes that was similar to her own, she became a little more close and fond of this woman.

Hu Liuxing glanced at Hu Jiuniang, and responded softly, "Yes."

Sighing lightly, he turned to Qin Muge, "This time, you know why I lost my composure the first time I saw you, right? Although Jiuniang's mother has left, she will always live in my heart."

After coming out of "Wolong Firm", Qin Muge inexplicably felt a little depressed.

I don't know if it's because of Hu Liuxing's heavy feelings, or because of the woman in the mural.

Lianqiao and Si'er, who had been waiting at the door, saw their young lady walking out with the brocade box in their arms, with joy on their faces, "Miss, did you get the things?"

Qin Muge nodded, and handed the things in Si'er's hands.

"Get in the car, let's go back to the prime minister's mansion first."

Just as Qin Muge was about to get into the carriage, a warm voice came from behind.

"Miss Qin?"

Qin Muge's movements paused, and he turned his head along the lines of his voice...

On the side of the road, a handsome young man on a maroon horse was looking at him softly.

The young man held the reins in his hand, and the steed under him also stomped lightly on the spot because of his movements.

A polite smile appeared on Qin Muge's face, and he nodded slightly, "Muge has met King Jin."

That's right, that boy is none other than Rongjing's elder brother...Jin Wang Rong.

However, the difference from Rongjing is...

His elder brother is busy with official duties, he is not idle like Rong Jing, and he doesn't like to interfere with Chao Gang.

Why did this busy man come out to parade in a normal suit when he was free today?

Seeing his unhurried appearance, it doesn't look like he is out to do business!
Seeing that Qin Muge wasn't in a bad mood today, King Jin smiled slightly.

He got off his horse neatly and walked steadily in front of Qin Muge.

"You also came to Wolong Trading Company to buy things?"

King Jin glanced lightly at Si'er, who was holding the brocade box, with a slight smile on his face.

Facing King Jin's curiosity, Qin Muge didn't buy it.

The King Jin in front of him seemed to be smiling harmlessly, but because of Rong Jing's relationship, Qin Muge didn't have much affection for him.

In addition, on the day when Qin Nuanxin and Yan were married, he also saw through his little tricks.

Although she, Qin Muge, is not stupid, she doesn't like to have too many interactions with people who are too smart!
"No, Muge just wandered around."

Qin Muge replied politely and alienated to King Jin.

King Jin smiled lightly and didn't expose it.

He walked up to Qin Muge's side, "However, Miss Qin San has finished shopping now, and I happen to be going to Tongque Street, why don't we go together?"

Qin Muge glanced at King Jin suspiciously, "King Jin rides a horse, and I ride a carriage, why come with me?"

The meaning of these words was already very obvious, and she clearly refused.

However, King Jin seemed not to understand, raised his hand slightly and snapped his fingers.

After a soft sound, the maroon horse galloped in another direction after taking a few steps on the spot.

"Ai……"

Qin Muge looked at the horses leaving in the dust with black lines all over his head, and before he had time to say anything, he saw that King Jin had already lifted the curtain spontaneously, leaned out and got into the carriage.

Qin Muge's small face was already livid, but Jin Wang was sitting in the car with a gentle face, looking at her with a warm smile.

"Now, I don't have any horses anymore, can I ask Miss Qin San to give me a ride?"

You are already seated firmly, how can I say no?
Qin Muge complained helplessly from the bottom of his heart: This Prince Jin really was born to the same mother as Rong Jing, and the temperament of this stinky rascal is really exactly the same.

At the beginning, I actually thought that their personalities were very different. It really is true that they know each other and know their faces but not their hearts!

But he is the son of the empress of the dynasty, so a weak woman like himself cannot afford to offend him.

Since he can't be provoked, let's see what tricks he wants to play.

After passing his own test, Qin Muge got into the carriage with a dark face and bowed his body.

Si'er and Lian Qiao sat outside the carriage, listening to the commotion inside.

He was even more thinking about it: Everyone said that King Jin is gentle and refined, so he probably wouldn't have mischievous intentions towards his young lady, right?
The carriage moved slowly, but the air pressure inside the carriage was a bit low.

King Jin squinted his eyes contentedly, without any sign of embarrassment.

Qin Muge seemed to be deflated, and stared at King Jin's face with a pair of clear eyes.

The eyebrows are distinct, and the angular lines on the face are very soft.

Compared with Rong Jing, she lacked a bit of coquettishness and was a little more calm.

"Miss Qin San, is she wondering if Rong Jing and I are real brothers?" King Jin asked suddenly.

Qin Muge raised his eyebrows slightly, and then replied calmly, "I was thinking, Prince Jin must have something to tell me, right?"

"Outsiders say that Qin San is weak and ignorant, but in my opinion, Qin San is ice-snow and smart!" King Jin slightly opened his beautiful eyes, looking at Qin Muge gently.

However, his praise did not bring Qin Muge a smile.

She said lightly, "I'm not those official ladies in Luoyang. King Jin doesn't need to put money on my face. It doesn't matter if you have something to say."

Hearing this, King Jin's phoenix eyes lightened slightly, "Miss Qin San is straightforward, but I seem to be artificial."

After a pause, he turned slightly serious and said, "Rongjing is not suitable for you."

As soon as King Jin finished speaking, Qin Muge almost choked on his own saliva.

She looked at King Jin with eyes like she was looking at a monster, and almost laughed out loud.

It wasn't until Jin Wang's gentle face gradually showed displeasure that Qin Muge patted his chest and forced himself to calm down.

"As for this matter, King Jin is really worrying too much."

Qin Muge said, "King Weiyang hates me, but whenever I want to do something, he must be the first one to jump out and sing against me. If so, Qin Muge will still have unreasonable thoughts about him..."

Speaking of this, her little face also condensed slightly, and she said seriously, "I, Qin San, am not low enough for that."

(End of this chapter)