At night, Mu Jieyu personally secretly delivered Chun Yufeng to Xuanyuan Zhirong. Seeing Xuanyuan Zhirong, Mu Jieyu repeatedly wanted to convey Xuan Yinlan's words to Xuanyuan Zhirong.
"What do Min'er want to say to me?" Under the fragrant osmanthus tree in the dark night, Xuanyuan Zhirong raised his head, and his deep and bright eyes penetrated the night and fell on Mu Jieyu's face.
"It's nothing." The words had already reached his throat, but Mu Jieyu still swallowed them, gently shook his head at Xuanyuan Zhirong, and smiled covertly.
Xuanyuan Zhirong pursed his lips slightly, put one hand on the jade railing by his side, and looked through the dense branches and leaves to Leng Yue: "Will Xuan Yinlan use the method of cracking the 'Thousand Machines' in exchange for you?"
"Why did he come to find me? How could I hide it from you?" Xuanyuan Zhirong is so wise that Xuan Yinlan came to see her at this time. Mu Jieyu believed that as long as Xuanyuan Zhirong knew that Xuan Yinlan was coming, there was no need to move.
You can guess Xuan Yinlan's intentions with your brain.
"Min'er." Xuanyuan Zhirong held the cold jade railing with one hand and couldn't help but tighten his fingertips. The evening breeze blew gently, lifting his hair on his temples and blocking his starry phoenix eyes. He gently
He called Mu Jieyu softly, and after a long pause, he said in a clear voice: "Thank you, thank you for fulfilling my pride."
Xuanyuan Zhirong's words made Mu Jieyu stiffen, and then she gently closed her eyes that suddenly felt sore and swollen, covering up the dim light in her eyes. After a long time, when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were as if they were hanging high.
As calm as a cold moon, he looked at Xuanyuan Zhirong solemnly: "If I agree to him and obtain the method to crack the 'Thousand Machines', will you use it?"
Xuanyuan Zhirong tilted his head, his dark eyes as vast as the Milky Way looked back at Mu Jieyu with determination, his thin lips parted lightly: "Yes."
Mu Jieyu's eyes widened slightly, then the corners of his lips spread, and his smile widened little by little: "I know you will, so I won't agree to him. Because I understand you, I won't force my hopes on yours.
On the body."
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Zhirong's eyes and brows were filled with smiles. He stepped forward, stretched out his big palm, and gently held the Suyi that Mu Jieyu was carrying around his waist. He did not speak, but gently rubbed it.
Holding her soft and delicate slender hands.
"Leave the Jun family father and son to me. From now on, you can stay away from them." After a moment of silence, Xuanyuan Zhirong suddenly spoke.
"Are you planning to attack Yan Bei?" Mu Jieyu raised his eyebrows slightly, but then he felt something was wrong, so he frowned and said, "Or are they and his son planning to cause some trouble again?"
"They are just a bunch of clowns who don't know what the world is up to." Xuanyuan Zhirong's voice suddenly turned cold, making Mu Jieyu, who was hugging him, shudder.
Mu Jieyu was very curious as to what the Jun family and his son were planning to do, so that Xuanyuan Zhirong, who had always been indifferent to emotions and anger, actually showed coldness and murderous intent in his eyes.
Although he didn't know what the Jun family father and son had done, Mu Jieyu vaguely guessed that it was for her, otherwise Xuanyuan Zhirong would not have reacted so violently, let alone remind her specifically.
Mu Jieyu was right in thinking that Jun Kang and his son were indeed trying to catch her attention a few hours ago.
"What? You want to ask the emperor for a marriage for your father. Tell me again who you want to marry?" Jun Kang was sitting behind the desk, sorting out letters, when he suddenly heard the words of his legitimate son, and almost dropped his hands in shock.
of letters.
[It was Jin’s birthday yesterday. I drank too much. Today I have an inexplicable alcohol allergy. I got a red rash and itched like crazy]