It can be seen that Molin was leaving the palace for the first time. Mu Tianxing smiled and said, "Let's take Molin to buy clothes!"

All the clothes brought out from Molin's suitcase were the uniforms of court officials and women, and there were no private clothes.

And in the palace, only the master can wear private clothes.

Hearing Mu Tianxing's words, Morin instinctively refused: "Miss Mu, we came with you. First of all, we must focus on your wishes and not let you follow me."

This is the future princess. Molin grew up in the palace since he was a child. No matter how brave he is, he will never dare to exceed the rules.

"Hey, girls like to go shopping. Let's go. After buying clothes, make your hair for you. Look at your normal appearance. How can you teach your boyfriend this way?"

Mu Tianxing took Molin's hand and left!

Zhuo Xi caught up with him and said with a smile: "You also have to buy bags, shoes and accessories. Girls must dress up beautifully, and my sister must wear beautifully!"

This play has been a whole day.

Mu Tianxing permed her hair with big wavy curly hair. She liked pure black. This time she felt that she was a little closer to the uncle, so she was reluctant to dye it.

In front of the mirror, she shook her head back and forth to compare with herself before, and found that no matter how she looked at herself, she felt a little shy as a little girl and a little bit petty-natured. But now, she became so arrogant that she became so arrogant, and the romantic and charming style was hidden in her curly hair, charming and chic.

At Mu Tianxing's suggestion, Molin burned a pear blossom head and dyed it into a chestnut color.

Then she changed into the clothes and shoes that Mu Tianxing chose for her. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at it, but she couldn't believe that it was herself!

"Momo, you are so beautiful!" Mu Tianxing couldn't help but exclaim: "Sure enough, girls still have to dress up. You were lifeless and well-behaved. Now you look much more vivid, as if a pool of stagnant water has become alive."

"Miss Mu..." Morin lowered his head embarrassedly.

Is there anyone who praises people like this?

Is it a praise or a criticism?

Zhuo Xi happily took his cell phone and took many photos of his sister. Looking at his sister's appearance, he felt a little proud.

As the evening approached, Zhuo Xi drove them back to Ziwei Palace.

The Fourth Master has called all the phones. If you don’t go back, I’m afraid that the Fourth Master will be anxious.

However, shortly after their cars entered the community, a white Maserati slowly followed them.

Zhuo Xi is a specially trained private housekeeper, proficient in all kinds of martial arts. He just glanced at him lightly and called Zhuoran immediately.

Just as the other side was connected, Zhuo Xi said, "There is a mouse, please contact us at the third intersection of the community!"

Following the tacit understanding between brothers, Zhuoran immediately understood: "Is the rat big?"

"Visually two people."

“Arrival now!”

As soon as the two brothers finished the phone call, Zhuo Xi stepped on the accelerator and quickly walked forward.

They have already reached this position, and there is only the road leading to Ziwei Palace ahead, and there is nothing else. If the car is following, the intention will be too obvious!

However, as Zhuo Xi accelerated, the car behind also accelerated and passed by him in a rapid posture. He drifted in an extremely dangerous manner, and the entire white body was crossed in front of Zhuo Xi and his car!

Zhuo Xi immediately took out his pistol: "Momo, please sit in the car with Miss Mu, don't go down!"

This scene is very similar to the scene where Ni Yajun was assassinated on the highway that night.

With the lessons from the past a few days ago, Zhuo Xi had to be careful.

Fortunately, their location is already at the entrance of Ziwei Palace. The tall zimuth tree is only one meter away from them. Through the car window, Zhuo Xi even saw Zhuoran and his people rushing out of the villa, rushing towards them in a rapid encirclement attitude, and surrounded the white car together!

Zhuoran came over, glanced at the driver in the car, and walked by indifferently.

He came to his younger brother's car and knocked on the window: "Miss Mu is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay. I'll drive the car to the front of the villa and let Momo and Miss Mu enter the house first."

"good!"

The two brothers had just finished discussing, and the front window of the white car slowly lowered.

Zhuoran's subordinates were all holding on to the electric rod and staring at the people in the car with a fierce expression. The driver said: "My young master wants to meet Mr. Ni in person if you have something to do, and I hope he can be compatible!"

Zhuoran narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Ni is injured and will not see guests! Ziwei Palace is not something that anyone can do if you want to break into. You are uninvited. It is best to leave now, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"

Zhuo Xi looked at it for a moment and felt that their target was Ni Yajun, so he unlocked the car and said directly to Molin: "Momo, take Miss Mu to get out of the car first and go back to the villa. I'll help my brother deal with this white car."

"good!"

Molin opened the door and went down by himself, walked around Mu Tianxing's door, helped her open the door, and asked her to get out of the car: "Miss Mu."

Mu Tianxing remembers this white car. It is unknown whether it is a deliberate or a coincidence when we meet again.

After following Molin and walking two steps towards the villa, he heard someone calling her: "Miss! Wait a minute!"

It seemed that I had heard the sound somewhere. Mu Tianxing turned his head and saw the purple-haired demonic face, which had already appeared through the car window. He was smiling at her calmly: "Miss, I really have something to see Mr. Ni. I have a photo here. Please take it in and show it to Mr. Ni. If you see me, wait until he sees the photo."

Mu Tianxing was stunned. Although the man in front of him was full of evil spirits, he did not look like a criminal.

Besides, if Ni Yajun was assassinated, would it be necessary to drive a luxury car so much?

Zhuoran was careful and reached out his hand and said, "Give me the photo, I'll transfer it to Mr. Ni for you."

The man's eyes swept across Zhuoran lightly, but with a bit of sharpness.

He didn't say anything, and the servant beside him spoke, "You are not worthy of talking to my young master!"

Zhuoran frowned, and although he was angry, he was also meditating.

During the stalemate, Mu Tianxing had already walked over with a calm look on his face and stretched out his white little hand: "Give me the photo, I'll take it to Brother Yajun for you to show it."
Chapter completed!