187. As soon as you make a move: you will know if there is one
Mu Jieyu was really lucky at this moment. She had asked Bai Su to take a rough look at the topographic map of the palace early, so that she would not be confused about how to go.
He and Xuanyuan Zhijue were secretly walking all the way back to the Prince's Palace, but Mu Jieyu hugged Xuanyuan Zhijue and just stepped onto the stairs of the Prince's Palace, when he bumped into a group of people coming towards him.
The visitors were several underage princes who were surrounded by a group of palace ladies.
The ninth prince Xuanyuan Zhirui, the twelfth prince Xuanyuan Zhilin, and the fourteenth prince Xuanyuan Zhixiu.
"Hey, Bago is at such a critical moment, why don't you forget about romance?" Cold and sarcastic words floated from above.
Mu Jieyu also investigated the temperaments of the princes. Because Xuanyuan Zhijue was a direct descendant and had an actual brother who was the prince, he only had eyes that did not grow on his head. He looked arrogant and rude to all his brothers, so,
Without thinking, Mu Jieyu secretly controlled Xuanyuan Zhijue to go to one side without even looking at them.
"Humph, those who didn't know better thought he was the crown prince!" A disdainful voice came from behind.
Mu Jieyu helped Xuanyuan Zhijue move away step by step. Just before they walked up to the palace door and turned into the corridor at the corner, a cold voice sounded from behind: "Stop."
Mu Jieyu's eyes flashed, but his footsteps did not stop. However, she had only taken less than two steps when a figure flew through the air, passed over her head, and landed firmly in front of her, reaching out to block her way.
"Bago, my brother just wants to ask you something." The voice was refreshing and comfortable, just like the clear stream flowing eastward, flowing through the green water plants, leaving a clear green all the way, which is pleasing to the eye.
Mu Jieyu's face buried in Xuanyuan Zhijue's chest turned slightly to the side, and when he turned his gaze, he happened to meet a pair of clear and moving eyes. Those eyes were as moist as his voice, as moist as water, shining like crystal, and as bright as crystal.
It is so transparent. It is beautiful and flawless, but it is also unparalleled in its agility and wisdom.
His back was to the glazed lantern hanging high on the eaves, and the sinking moonlight had just fallen under the slanting eaves. The light and moonlight intertwined and fell on him, illuminating his slender body even more slender like a bamboo!
The crimson gold auspicious cloud-curling dragon soft robe is worn on his body, making him look like the rising sun in the morning, full of vitality, and people can't help but chase him. His facial features are beautiful and clear, his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are straight.
With a thin nose and thin lips, the Xuanyuan family has a handsome young man.
Mu Jieyu knew that the prince in front of him, who was born in the same year and month as Xuanyuan Zhijue, was the Ninth Prince Xuanyuan Zhirui.
Their eyes met and they looked at each other, both of them were stunned. But Mu Jieyu came to his senses first, and before Xuanyuan Zhirui could make a move, he stopped the hand on Xuanyuan Zhijue's back and pushed Xuanyuan Zhijue into Xuanyuan
In Zhi Rui's arms, he spun around and attacked the other two little princes who were walking forward quickly.
Mu Jieyu's speed was so fast. Although the two princes had practiced martial arts since childhood, they were still far behind Mu Jieyu. In addition, Mu Jieyu's attack was sudden.
The two of them felt a gust of wind blowing past their eyes. One person had been pushed away, while the other person's throat tightened, and then there was pain, as someone locked his Adam's apple.
"You are so brave, you dare to break into the palace and kidnap the prince!" Just as Xuanyuan Zhirui supported Xuanyuan Zhijue, the twelfth prince bumped into him again. When he hugged the twelfth prince, he took a closer look and saw that the fourteenth prince