"Your Majesty, the Seventh Master is here." At this moment, Wang Ke suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Xuanyuan Zhirong Qingjun frowned almost invisible, and said to Wang Ke: "If you go and reply to him, just say that I am tired and will not see you."
"Third brother can watch flowers in the lotus pavilion with a beautiful woman, why do you feel tired when you meet your younger brother?" Before Xuanyuan Zhirong could finish his words, Xuanyuan Zhiyue's magnetic and unique voice suddenly rang out.
Mu Jieyu turned around, only to see Xuanyuan Zhiyue standing at the entrance of the pavilion wearing a riding outfit, and even carrying an arrow on his back. It seemed that he had rushed here after returning from the paddock, although he was wearing a dark purple riding outfit.
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Although everyone is so beautiful, Mu Jieyu is sensitive to the suppressed anger flowing through him, like a vibrating volcano, which will erupt at any time with flames that will destroy the world and burn everything.
Such anger made Mu Jieyu feel a little frightened, and she couldn't help but get closer to Xuanyuan Zhirong. She mistakenly thought that Xuanyuan Zhiyue had guessed what Xuanyuan Zhirong had done, and that Xuanyuan Zhiyue was here to help Emperor Hong'an.
Take it out.
"Seventh brother... Third brother, you are here, oh, and Minmin. Since third brother and Minmin are together, then seventh brother and I will come to see third brother tomorrow." Mu Jieyu was about to speak, Eleven
Prince Xuanyuan Zhili suddenly appeared. When he saw Xuanyuan Zhirong saying hello, he pulled Xuanyuan Zhiyue with an apologetic smile.
But Xuanyuan Zhiyue flicked his long sleeve, almost causing the unprepared Xuanyuan Zhili to fall. Fortunately, Wang Ke behind him helped him.
"Third brother, are you going to entertain your younger brother with the princess?" Xuanyuan Zhiyue's enchanting phoenix eyes looked straight at Xuanyuan Zhirong.
Xuanyuan Zhirong glanced at Xuanyuan Zhiyue coldly, and said softly to Mu Jieyu: "Min'er, I have something to discuss with my seventh brother. I'll ask Wang Ke to send you back."
Xuanyuan Zhirong's word "good" barely made Xuanyuan Zhili's jaw drop. Did such tender words come from his third brother? Such a flattering tone in the discussion came from him.
From the third brother’s mouth?
Mu Jieyu was not unhappy because Xuanyuan Zhirong wanted to avoid her and talk to Xuanyuan Zhiyue alone. She believed that he would hide something from her, which would definitely make her more troubled. But she didn't.
She immediately nodded in agreement, but became even more hesitant because she felt that Xuanyuan Zhiyue would be detrimental to Xuanyuan Zhirong.
Xuanyuan Zhirong, who saw through Mu Jieyu's thoughts at a glance, squeezed Mu Jieyu's palm and said with a smile: "In this world, except for you, I will not let anyone hurt me easily."
Concern leads to chaos. Mu Jieyu suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten how powerful Xuanyuan Zhirong was, so she smiled at Xuanyuan Zhirong and nodded lightly.
As soon as Xuanyuan Zhiyong let go of Mu Jieyu's palm, Mu Jieyu pulled up her skirt and walked out of the pavilion. The moment Xuanyuan Zhiyue passed by, she clearly felt a cold air, waiting for her to turn her head.
At that moment, Xuanyuan Zhiyue had strode into the pavilion. And the feeling in that moment seemed to have disappeared from her for a moment, and there was no trace left.
After Mu Jieyu left with Wang Ke, Xuanyuan Zhili was also taken away. Only Xuanyuan Zhirong and Xuanyuan Zhiyue were left in the small pavilion. Two extremely handsome men, one sitting elegantly and leisurely on the stone.
In front of the table, a stern-faced man stood opposite, staring at the other person coldly.