The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Chapter 128 - Song Family Mansion



Chapter 128 - Song Family Mansion

Qing Mo shook her head gently without saying anything, but her heart was already in a mess. The clothes that person just wore were obviously from the Mu family. The Mu family would not appear in the Xiao residence for no reason. They must have known the whereabouts of her and Xiao. But thinking of the direction that person just left, Qing Mo frowned slightly and asked, "Xiao, why are the Mu family members in the Song family's old house?"

When asked this by Qing Mo, Xiao Mu was a little confused. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't connect the Mu family and the Song family together.

"Could it be that the Mu family found out that Li'er's existence is related to the Song family?" Qing Mo suddenly looked up and asked, his eyes already red.

Xiao Mu frowned solemnly, stretched out his hand to smooth Qing Mo's hair and said in a low voice: "Mo'er, if they can help find Li'er, wouldn't that be what we want?" After he finished speaking, he put his arm around Qing Mo's shoulders and walked towards the main house.

Qing Mo looked back at the wall every three steps, and the scene of Li'er's appearance that year kept flashing in her mind. For some reason, she felt that the scene just now was very similar to that year. But when she thought of that person's attire, she couldn't help but smile at herself. It seemed that she really missed Li'er so much that she even pinned her hopes on the Mu family.

"Lord Mu, what's wrong with you?" Gu Qinghong's slightly cold voice sounded, and then a pair of red embroidered shoes with golden phoenixes appeared in Mu Ziyan's sight.

Mu Ziyan slowly raised his head to meet Gu Qinghong's gaze, and said in a sly voice, "The princess is so caring towards me, could it be that the princess is interested in me?"

"How dare you!" Gu Qinghong shouted harshly and raised his palm to attack Mu Ziyan. The force in his palm was unimaginable.

Mu Ziyan raised his head and bent over to avoid it, grabbed Gu Qinghong's hand, and then touched it gently without fear of death, saying with a smile: "The princess seems to have not taken good care of herself over the years, and her hands are a little rough. They are not pleasing to the eye, but not to the touch. I don't like this!"

As soon as Mu Ziyan finished speaking, Gu Qinghong no longer had any reason to keep his mind. He swept his wide sleeves across the ground, and the gravel on the ground fell on Mu Ziyan like raindrops, and then he followed with a spin kick.

Mu Ziyan dodged with a single step, crossed his arms in front of his chest to block Gu Qinghong's attack. The two of them fought hard, and if the little palace maid hadn't come hurriedly and interrupted them, the fight would have lasted until dark.

"Princess, the emperor has sent someone to invite you!"

"Lord Mu, please come with me to the palace." Gu Qinghong took a few steps back and stood still. Seeing that Mu Ziyan did not move, he said coldly, "Does Lord Mu still want to continue fighting with me?"

"I dare not, please, Princess!" Looking at Gu Qinghong's back as she walked away with her sleeves swung, Mu Ziyan narrowed his eyes and touched his chin, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what an extraordinary woman she is!

In the main hall of the Nanyue Palace, the ministers stood on both sides. The little emperor on the dragon throne stared at the main entrance of the main hall. Shen Junyang, who was sitting next to him, said softly: "Jinheng, it's almost time. Princess Chaoning of Dongchu can be summoned to the palace."

Feng Jinheng waved his thin arm and said loudly: "Princess Xuan Chaoning is coming to the palace." Then a series of shrill voices kept repeating, "Princess Xuan Chaoning is coming to the palace..."

Gu Qinghong outside the hall curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer. Leaving them outside the hall for such a long time, was this Shen Junyang's way of showing power to Dong Chu? This man's scheming was just like that. It was hard to believe that the wily Feng Moyu would be defeated by him.

Mu Ziyan followed Gu Qinghong and walked slowly into the hall. The two of them just bowed slightly, without kneeling down. Gu Qinghong only said, "Chao Ning greets His Majesty Nan Yue. Long live His Majesty."

Just as Feng Jinheng was about to speak, Shen Junyang beside him held his arm down, so he just turned his head and looked at the two of His Highness quietly without saying anything else.

"Your Majesty, the princess is still greeting you!" Seeing that the time was almost right, Shen Junyang laughed and spoke loudly, his eyes wandering wantonly on Gu Qinghong, making Gu Qinghong feel nauseous.

"Princess Chaoning, please stand up quickly!" Feng Jinheng raised his hands slightly to indicate that there was no need to bow.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"I have caught a cold recently and my throat is very uncomfortable, so my uncle will take over the government affairs." After he finished speaking, he coughed lightly a few times.

"Princess, you have come from afar to marry a princess. I wonder if there is any talented young man you like?" Shen Junyang asked with a bright smile.

"When Chao Ningyuan was in Dongchu, he had long admired the Ninth Prince's reputation. If he could marry him, he would have no regrets in his life." Gu Qinghong said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Shen Junyang looked embarrassed, stroked his beard and thought for a moment, then said: "Some things have happened in Nanyue in recent years, the princess may not know yet."

"Uncle Shen, please speak." Gu Qinghong's eyes were indifferent, but his voice was cold as if to keep people at a distance. Especially when he said the three words "Uncle Shen", his pronunciation was very clear. It was no surprise to see Shen Junyang's face turned purple.


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