When mu Qianxun heard the speech, he felt helpless. He turned his eyes on fatalism and said, "fatalism, I'll leave tomorrow morning and go to Chuang Li to take Xi'er to the palace."
"Yes." Fatalism hands fist, without thinking of the road.
Di Xuan didn't expect that mu Qianxun would take Mu Yanxi to the palace. What's more, he didn't expect that he was fated to take Mu Yanxi to the palace. Then he asked: "the task of going out is not always Di Xuan. How can the Lord let the rotten wood pick up the young master this time?"
"Why, you don't want to be with me?" Mu Qianxun looked at him with an indifferent tone.
With a simple and honest smile, di Xuan explained: "it's not that di Xuan doesn't want to be with the Lord. It's that di Xuan thinks rotten wood is more suitable for staying with the Lord than di Xuan. What's more, all the time, Wang Ye didn't dislike the lack of heart. It's not like you're blocking yourself to keep Diyu by your side. Moreover, the young master is more familiar with di Chong than with rotten wood. He must be relatively happy when Di Chong goes to pick him up. "
Mu Qianxun nodded, "what you said is not unreasonable. However, I still decided to let fatalism go. "
"Why?" After listening to the first half of the sentence, di Chong thought there was hope. As a result, mu Qianxun gave him a "modest acceptance, determined not to change".
Mu Qianxun did not answer his doubts. He picked up the chess pieces and dropped one on the chessboard. Then he asked casually, "Di Xuan, how long have you been with me?"
Di Chong didn't know why he would ask him this question, but he still said, "thirteen years."
Mu Qianxun, with a piece in his hand, looked at the chess game on the chessboard and said casually: "thirteen years, you still don't know my character. It's really worthy of three words of lack of heart! You are tired after a day's journey. Go back and have a rest. Destiny, you don't have to keep the king. "
"Yes, I'm leaving." Fatalistic finish saying this, pull the di Ji that has not yet reflected to come over to come out of the study.
After thinking about it, di Qiong didn't understand what mu Qianxun's last words meant. In the end, he could only ask fatalism, "wood, what does Wang Ye mean just now?"
Fatalism gave him a white look, and he said coldly: "for other people's opinions, the Lord always only listens to them. Don't waste your breath in the future. In addition, you don't know how important the young master is to the king. In the past, you can't hold him in the village. How can the king rest assured that you brought him from the village to the imperial capital. Finally, when I'm not in the palace, take care of the Lord for me. "
Di Qiong knew his meaning and didn't know how to refute him, but he couldn't help muttering, "it's good that I don't cause trouble to the Lord. I still hope I can take care of him."
"You know yourself well. I don't really expect you to take care of Wang Ye! But it's a long way to xunling. I may not be able to come back in time on the day of God's curse. If I really can't come back, you can't let the green bamboo house be close to the LORD by any means. " Fatalism look some complex said.
Di Xuan didn't respond for a moment. Who was the "green bamboo house" he said? After a few seconds of stupefaction, he suddenly realized: "the green bamboo house is our future Princess. Why can't she get close to the Lord on the day of God's curse. She's not... "
At this point, he suddenly stopped. His face was full of disbelief, and his pupils widened a little. "Is she?"
"That's her!" Fatalism is sure to follow.