Chapter 394

Xuanli wants to suspect Wei Guanshu's head. However, Wei Guanshu is still in a coma because she is ill in bed. Liu'er, the servant girl she serves, is also recuperated because she is burned by charcoal fire.

In addition, the king sent people to monitor them closely. They can't send the news out, and it's too fast, right?

As if Zhong Lixian lived next door to Wei Guanshu!

"Zhong Lixian is injured in hunting. He can't walk!" Mujin read the end of the letter, frowning deeper and deeper, he did not know whether this is the excuse for zhonglixian, or zhonglixian really hurt.

"Prince, this must be the trick of Zhong Lixian. I'm afraid it's hard for the prince to leave if he wants to be all over......" Xuanli firmly opposed mujin's going to Xiling.

Who knows if this is the plan of zhonglixian emissary to move the tiger away from the mountain? Mocheng is of great significance to the eastern Chu state and close to the border of other countries. If there is an enemy who takes advantage of the gap between the king and Xiling state to launch an attack on Mocheng, zhonglixian tries to keep the king in Xiling state. Once the enemy conquers Mocheng, it is equivalent to opening a gap. Naturally, with the king's ability, he can The enemy forces retreated from the eastern Chu state again, but it will take several months. Who knows what Zhong Lixian will do at this time?

Mujin looked at the contents of the letter carefully again, and then put it in front of the candle fire. A light purple fire quickly devoured the letter, leaving only ashes.

"No matter what plan Zhong Lixian has, he still dare not move this king!" Mu Jinyan said definitely, in a very firm and hard voice: "I remember going to Xiling ten years ago, where the plum blossoms are blooming in full swing, very beautiful, especially when it snows, there is a special flavor..."

Mujin said so. Xuanli knew that mujin must go to Xiling this time.

But now the West Asian princess, if let zhonglixian see, will pursue.

"Is the prince going to take the West Asian princess?" Xuanli asked.

Mujin sipped her lips, and the smell of condensation spread from the corners of her lips: "if the king took the West Asian princess, he would never bring the West Asian Princess back..."

This sentence has a deep meaning, which makes Xuanli a little confused.

When mujin returned to the temple again, Ning zheyan had already sat on the soft couch with Wei iris, happily beating thousands of leaves, but the number was not enough, so she just called the maid beside Ning zheyan.

Mujin carried her hand and went in silently. Four people were fighting happily. A small black square table was full of thousands of leaves and silver coins.

Wei iris has the most silver coins around her, but Ning folding table has only a few pennies left. The other two maids may not have enough silver, but they have taken out all the jewelry they wear.

Ning Fuyan looks at the card in her hand and tangles for a long time. When she looks up, she sees mujin standing behind Wei iris with a thoughtful face. She can't help but say, "will the Lord play Chiba? If so, you can teach me? My silver is going to be won by your princess. If I go on like this, I will lose the hundred fold peony robe to your princess. "

If she didn 't remind her, she didn' t know that there was a person standing behind her. When she looked back, she saw Mu Jin standing behind her.

And that pair of dark eyes is far-reaching looking at her.

Wei iris opened a corner of her mouth and said to Ning zheyan, "Mr. Ning, these thousand leaves are all things for the backyard women to spend their time in boredom. How can the prince do that? You'd better not let the Lord teach you. Maybe even your underpants will lose to me in the end! "

Ning Zaiyan hears Wei iris saying that, a stream of light flows across her face, and a little rise of rouge lips: "that Zaiyan doesn't play, what women play is not interesting..."

It's better to put the thousand leaves on the table when the hand is loose.

Before Wei iris could stop her, mujin took over the thousand leaves in Ning's hand and said, "since Mr. Ning is not interested, the king will come to play with the princess!"

Ning zheyan and Wei iris both looked at the evil king in surprise.

"I just thought that no one could match the military strategy of the prince, but I didn't expect that he would play the thousand leaves?" Ning Zaiyan opens the jade bone fan in his hand, and a good beauty painting is unfolded, covering half of Ning Zaiyan's face lightly, only showing the beautiful eyes of Ning Zaiyan, and the beauty painting on the jade bone fan in his hand, which set off each other. It's really a beauty painting.

Mujin slightly raised her lips, and her dark eyes were like water: "young master Ning, if you feel the heat here, you can go outside and blow the wind!"

In such cold weather, the house was still burning with charcoal, and Ning zheyan took out a jade bone fan. Although everyone knew that this was just an object that Ning zheyan took out, mujin didn't let go of the opportunity of sarcasm.

The beautiful face of a demon under the jade bone fan immediately darkened, turned to "pa" and folded the jade bone fan. Then he stood up and walked directly to Wei iris and sat down cross legged. The flaming Huashang bloomed a gorgeous camellia on the soft couch, which was stacked layer by layer.

Ning Fuyan moves to the back of Wei iris: "little tail, win back the feather less dagger from the Lord!"

Little tail? Mujin's eyes, deep as water, suddenly lift up, like ice hitting hard stone, broken.

How close are they to this? Ning Fuyan calls Wei iris a little tail.

Wei iris's eyes did not go to see mujin, but she looked at Ning Fuyan with some doubts: "what is the Wuyu dagger? Is that good? "

Ningzheyan smiled: "this blade is very thin, small and easy to carry. The blade is extremely sharp. It can cut iron like mud, and can't be stained with blood. It's actually a necessary tool for close killing. Zheyan wanted it very early."

Wei iris listened and nodded as if she knew nothing. Mujin even had such a dagger. How could she not know?

"Since young master Ning wants this dagger, the king will put it out for gambling. But whether he can win or not depends on the ability of the princess!" As mujin said, she took out a small and exquisite dagger from her cuff. The style is common, even old. But if you look at the pattern of the handle, it seems that it's been some years.

Ningzheyan saw mujin take out this dagger, and immediately the light in her eyes flowed out.