209. Entering the Eastern Palace: The Means of the Emperor’s Grandson
Xuanyuan Zhiluo's words sounded like a joke, but every word was hidden and every word was thorny. Mu Jieyu's expression did not change after hearing this, and his lips still raised a faint smile: "Prince Xin, thank you, Rui Minwen
If you are not good at martial arts, you can only have some experience in medicine. As for believing in what the prince said about resurrecting the dead, it is really flattering to be smart. The emperor's eldest grandson is just angry and heartbroken, and his blood is blocked. How can he talk about death?" He looked with satisfaction.
Seeing Xuanyuan Zhiluo's unsightly expression, Mu Jieyu remained unhurried and said in a gentle voice, "Since there is no such thing as death, how can Rui Min have the ability to bring back the dead? As for what His Highness King Xin said about Rui Min.
Helping my father and the princes is just my duty as a doctor. Does Prince Xin think that Rui Min is doing his best, but he has to watch the princes suffer before his eyes?"
Mu Jieyu's words made Xuanyuan Zhiluo's eyes turn cold. He stared at Mu Jieyu for a long time, especially Mu Jieyu's cheek, which seemed to be staring at a hole.
"Ruimin wants to go see His Highness Changsun. Say goodbye." After bowing, Mu Jieyu twirled his gorgeous and elegant skirt, turned around and walked towards the inner hall.
Seeing Xuanyuan Zhiluo, Mu Jieyu knew that this smart man had chosen to give up pestering the assassin in the East Palace. He stopped now, and the emperor's eldest grandson was fine. Emperor Hong'an could only reprimand Xuanyuan Zhiluo a few words, but he wanted to stop Xuanyuan Zhiluo.
Since Zhiluo was raised by the Liao family, Emperor Hong'an would not pursue him any further, but would comfort him more. If he persisted in pursuing the case, it would be fine if he caught the assassin, but if he failed to catch him, he would cut off his own future.
Comparing the two, when there was no absolute certainty that he could catch the assassin, Xuanyuan Zhiluo wisely chose the latter, because he clearly knew that Xuanyuan Zhichen's status in Emperor Hong'an's heart was not something he could compare with, even if he took advantage of it.
Victory would discredit Xuanyuan Zhichen in Emperor Hong'an's heart, and Emperor Hong'an would not look kindly on his son who was eager to show off his close brother at the expense of others.
The time has passed, so immediately hide your edge. Everyone in the Xuanyuan family is a master who can stretch and bend.
Xuanyuan Zhiluo wanted to get over it like this, but someone refused to let him escape without any pain or itching.
It’s no longer beautiful, and Ye’er will feel sad when she sees it…”
Mu Jieyu and Xuanyuan Zhiluo stepped into the dormitory one after another, and heard Xuanyuan Chengye's weak, choked and aggrieved voice sobbing intermittently.
The corners of Mu Jieyu's lips twitched. How come she hadn't noticed before that this one was also a scheming one? He pretended to be stupid and cute, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. It was easy for him to look down on the little thing!
And Xuanyuan Zhiluo, who was following behind Mu Jieyu, his already gloomy face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Mu Jieyu felt relieved after seeing it. She had not forgotten that Xuanyuan Zhiluo chased her all over the palace, and the scar on her face was covered. She will write down this account for now.
Thinking about this, Mu Jieyu walked briskly towards the inner hall, and saw Emperor Hong'an hugging Xuanyuan Chengye on his lap, holding his small hand in his big hand, and softly comforted him in a rare voice: "Okay, Emperor.
Grandpa knows that my little grandson has been wronged, so he will ask your fourth uncle to apologize to you later."
Although Emperor Hong'an's voice could not be called gentle, he was extremely patient. This was something Mu Jieyu had never seen before or even thought about. It seemed that Emperor Hong'an really loved Xuanyuan Chengye!