Mu Tingyu never had much patience with people who were of no use value.
He came out and stopped at the back door for a while. Not long after, Bao Suwei, who had changed his clothes, opened the backyard door.
On the way to Yanbo Tower, Mu Tingyu told Bao Suwei not to be reckless and not to act by ear, but to just listen to his instructions. If he was not told to take action, he would not make any move during the whole process, even if he, Mu Tingyu, was being beaten.
You have to stand aside and watch.
Soon we arrived at Guangfang River. Looking up, we could see the Yanbo Tower in the distance under the bright sun.
Mu Tingyu opened the folding fan in his hand and shook it gently, suddenly feeling sad.
He seemed to be living more and more sloppily and obscenely without even realizing it.
When he arrived at Yanbo Tower and heard his intention, the waiter said respectfully: "Are you the Youngest Prince Mu?"
"Oh? She expected me to come?"
The waiter looked at the entourage behind him and lowered his voice: "The girl said before noon that if you come here, you can only bring one entourage up, and the person's surname cannot be Bao."
Mu Tingyu was stunned.
"How outrageous!" One of Mu Tingyu's men stepped forward.
"Eh~" Mu Tingyu said to his subordinates, "Don't be rude."
"What if I must go?" Bao Suwei said to the waiter.
"Bye bye," Mu Tingyu said, "She won't let you go, which shows that she is a bit taboo about you. It's a good thing to scare the enemy."
"You didn't say who it was all the way, but what you mean right now is Ah Li?"
Mu Tingyu said nothing, smiled and lowered his eyebrows.
This secretive expression made Bao Suwei displeased: "The young prince Mu is so powerful that his funeral will be held happily."
"You've never liked to talk, and you don't have to say anything now. I just didn't hear what you said just now." Mu Tingyu said with a smile, his eyebrows curved like a cunning fox.
"I have been chasing this person for five years, and finally she is upstairs, but Mu Xiaoshizi stops me?"
"What's the use of being reckless? In the battle of Huazhou, you and Song Zhiyi's attack camp fought almost to the death, and you almost lost your head when you came back, but you never thought of outsmarting you?" Mu Tingyu said, facing the stairs.
Go and say, "Don't miss this prince's plan!"
Mu Tingyu had many tricks up his sleeve, so Bao Suwei endured it and went to the corner to pull out a stool.
Xia Zhaoyi leaned against the cushions and closed her eyes. The curtains were raised, and the breeze was gentle. Her hair was occasionally moved, brushing over her fair and beautiful face.
After Shen Lie and Zhili were writing by the window, Zhili held himself up with difficulty, moving his fingers slowly on the master's map while whispering to Shen Lie.
There was a knock on the door, and Dai Yu's voice said outside: "Master, Mu Tingyu is here."
"Master?" Mu Tingyu said, looking Dai Yu up and down.
"My young master's surname is Shen." Dai Yu said.
"Shen Lie?" Mu Tingyu raised his eyebrows.
"Um."
Mu Tingyu then straightened his chest and straightened his clothes: "But I'm here to see Ah Li, not Shen Lie."
"Ali is here too."
"Oh," Mu Tingyu's eyes darkened, "They have a good relationship. A man and a woman alone, living in the same room?"
At this moment, the door was opened from the inside.
Ye Zheng glanced at Mu Tingyu and said, "Come in."
Mu Tingyu lowered his head and looked at the threshold, paused, and stepped forward.
With just one step, I felt as if I had stepped into a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.
The wing room is spacious and has windows on three sides. A semi-enclosed curtain hangs in front of one of the windows. The spring breeze blows gently, the curtain flutters, and the graceful figure of the girl is looming in it.
On the other side of the curtain stood a slender and tall figure, dressed in blue and backlit. He was putting his hands down from the curtain. From the looks of it, it was him who had just put them down.
Mu Tingyu was immediately attracted by this figure, but when he saw him turning around, a strong sense of crisis immediately arose in his heart.
It's not the sense of danger of being in a dangerous situation, but the man's concern for appearance.
Not only women are beautiful, men also love them. Mu Tingyu can no longer pursue his figure, and his appearance is the only thing he can be proud of.
The warm and soft afternoon sun shone in slantingly, and the deep black eyes seemed to be black jade. Looking at it lightly, the cold and unhuman temperament on his body was in stark contrast to Mu Tingyu's cynical and gorgeous dandy.
Mu Tingyu discovered for the first time that someone could wear Tsing Yi so beautifully. The crisp and wrinkle-free clothes were long and hung with a seemingly simple but exquisitely crafted ink-colored belt in the middle. Under the belt, there was a sky-blue jade. , and then there are the long legs that make Mu Tingyu extremely envious in his life.
Tall and handsome, can you choose just one?
Why did this man have everything? Mu Tingyu was so angry.
"It is said that the men of the Shen family in Yunliang are more beautiful than the immortals, and Mu believes it." Mu Tingyu said quietly.
"Speak softer!" Zhili said unhappy.
Only then did Mu Tingyu notice that the other people in the room were not only separated, but also two other men.
His eyes then returned to the soft couch behind the curtain.
This woman is truly astonishing. One woman and four men live in the same room, having so much fun.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhili asked again.
Mu Tingyu smiled, walked over and raised his hands: "I came to see Miss Ali, but she is taking a nap right now, so..."
"Just tell me." Zhili said.
"May I ask who you are?" Mu Tingyu saw his standing posture and the bruises on his face, and he had almost guessed his identity.
"You can just say what you say, don't say pull him down," Zhili said, "By the way, the man whose crotch I grabbed, how is his injury?"
"He, haha," Mu Tingyu sneered, "It's alright. The grudges between you two are not my business."
"If he gets better, just say something and I'll make trouble again when the time comes." Zhili said angrily.
"You...can't beat him?"
"I have a lot of people."
"Well, this is Daqian," Mu Tingyu smiled. "There are garrisons everywhere in Xizhou and Hejing."
Shen Lie said: "Are you threatening us?"
Mu Tingyu looked over and his smile faded: "How dare you."
This man, even if he stands here without saying a word, can create an extremely strong sense of oppression.
This feeling of oppression may be related to his military exploits, but Hong Yuanjie, who also has numerous military exploits, and Bao Suwei, the king of single combat in the army, do not have this breathless feeling.
Mu Tingyu felt that he might have to pay attention to his stern facial features and temperament.
"Hey, are you going to tell us or not?" Zhili said bluntly, "What do you want from us?"
"This..." Mu Tingyu pointed to a stool, "Can I sit here and wait for Miss Ali to wake up?"
He felt that Ah Li had already made him uncomfortable and depressed enough, but now the only person in the room he wanted to talk to was Ah Li.
From behind the curtain came the girl's soft, hoarse voice: "Just stand."
Everyone in the room turned their heads at the sound.
The girl was half leaning on the soft couch, her eyes were half closed, and her long fingers were rubbing her temples.
Mu Tingyu forced out a smile: "Miss Ali, you're awake."
"Lu Mingfeng can't stand up anymore," Xia Zhaoyi said calmly, "Except Lu Lang and Zhuang Zhongdao, more and more people will file petitions to impeach him."
Mu Tingyu's heart skipped a beat, and he forced a smile on his face: "Miss Ali, I'm not here for Lu Mingfeng."
