Sinomenine's head was very close to the ear socket, so with only a slight probe, some snake heads had drilled in.

"Ah, I said!"

The waiter opened his eyes instantly and shouted in horror.

"Hehe, some people are cheap. They have to be rough and tossed before they say it. It's really boring."

Mo Xi Yan smiled all the way, and his posture was leisurely.

"Yes." Murong Yu dragged the waiter to the side of the room for a while, and then threw the waiter to the corner.

At the same time, his eyes also fell on the waiter, and his voice was instantly cold to the freezing point. "Say it, if you lie again, you won't be given another chance."

The waiter got up hard and nodded, "I, I understand."

Death is not terrible.

But being slowly ground to death is the most terrible.

That's why the sophomore is willing to speak.

After all, just imagine a snake drilling in from his ears and swallowing his brain. The feeling of a small bite made him tremble.

He regretted it at this time.

I knew he would not take such a task.

Unfortunately, it's hard to buy. I knew it.

He is doomed this time.

"How do you want to think?" Mo Xiyan saw that the waiter was silent again, so he urged again.

"No, no, I'll say it." the waiter was afraid that the Ivy would move again.

So he hurriedly said, "in fact, the king of Zhou sent me here."

Then he hurriedly took out a token from his skirt and handed it to Mo Xiyan.

"I, I have a token enough to prove my identity."

Murong took the token and knew at a glance that it was indeed a real token.

So the waiter was sent by the fourth brother?

Well, Murong Yu said he really didn't see these brothers.

The former nine kings were.

So are the four kings now.

The ninth Lord murongshen was young and did not participate in politics, so almost all his brothers unconsciously ignored him.

As for Murong Du, the fourth Lord, he is more special.

Since ten years ago, he has been under house arrest in Tiandu villa by the emperor. He has no title, power and salary.

Therefore, he can be said to be the poorest and most unlikely of all brothers.

So Murong Yu didn't understand that such a fourth brother would send someone to kill him?

Who does he serve?

"Well, I really told the truth this time. Please let me go."

The waiter saw Murong Yu looking at the token and became silent.

My heart jumped to my throat again.

He was really afraid of both of them.

Now he really wants them to kill themselves, and don't bear such pressure anymore.

"Well, you go."

Murong Yu agreed.

He sat back with the token.

Since Murong Royal agreed.

Mo Xiyan naturally has no reason to refute.

So with a wave of her right hand, ivy climbed down from the waiter, then twisted and swam towards Mo Xiyan.

After the cold touch completely disappeared.

The waiter raised his hand uncertainly and touched his body.

He glanced at Mo Xiyan, who had held the Ivy in his hand.

After making sure he wasn't hurt and sinomeni left.

He left the box as if he had escaped.

Bang.

The moment the door closed, Mo Xiyan also returned to his seat.

"Who is this fourth Lord?"

Mo Xiyan doesn't know this person at all.

Not in the memory of the original owner.

Just now she had completely turned over those memories. After that, she asked Murong Yu.

"He is actually a good man."

Murong Yu smiled bitterly.

He told Mo Xiyan that if Murong Shen was his favorite brother, Murong Du was really his blood relative. He and he were born of the same mother, but there was only a difference of four years.

But it was precisely because he was four years old, so he was brought up by his brother when he was a child.

Because the mother basically doesn't care about them.

Then, because the mother imperial concubine doesn't care, the lower palace maids and mammies won't be so dedicated.

Under such circumstances, if Murong Du had not taken care of him, he might not have survived.

But when he was seven or eight years old, Murong Du didn't know what he had committed. When he angered the emperor, he was banned from Tiandu villa by the emperor.

This ban has been for more than ten years, and has not appeared in front of everyone until now.

Therefore, he completely forgot about the fourth brother.

Until now, the waiter said, he remembered that he actually had a brother.

Speaking of this, Murong Yutu raised his head and looked at Mo Xiyan, "do you think I'm very affectionate? I forgot my brother who took care of me most when I was a child?"

At this point, he smiled bitterly, "would he send someone to kill me? If it was me, I'm afraid he would hate it."

"Murong Yu, you think too much." Mo Xi Yan couldn't bear Murong Yu's sadness.

She held Murong Yu's hand directly, looked into his eyes and said slowly, "you will forget your brother because you are still young. Seven or eight years old is not the time to remember."

"In addition, you also said that you didn't live well when you were a child. You didn't have a little freedom until you went to the northwest."

"Then let me ask you, if you are still in the northwest and not in the capital, how can you think of your brother? What's more, even if you think of it, you are far away in the frontier, and you have more heart than strength."

Mo Xiyan said a lot, and Murong Yuyan listened a lot.

Finally, he sighed and held Mo Xiyan's hand. "Maybe what you said is right, but I'm always a little uncomfortable."

"Don't think about it any more. If you are such a woman and a man, cheer me up."

……

The little woman said he didn't look like a man?

Murong's face turned black.

On this issue, a man will not bear it.

"What are you talking about?"

Don't pity Yan Weileng.

Why does she always feel Murong Yu's eyes are strange?

Is that the excitement of a cat seeing a fish?

Er, instinct made Mo Xiyan stand back and step back.

"Hehe, I don't think you can eat this meal. Let's go back."

With that, Mo Xiyan quickly ran towards the box door.

But she is fast.

Murong Yu is faster.

Seeing the sudden flash of the dark shadow, she was unprepared and directly bumped into Murong Yu's chest.

"Oh, it hurts." Mo Xiyan's nose hit Murong Yu's hard muscle heavily.

"Know the pain?" Murong Yu's laughter rang from Mo Xiyan's head, and imprisoned Mo Xiyan in his chest with both hands.

"Don't you want to escape? Try again now?"

She wanted to try.

And if she does.

Even Murong Yu couldn't stop her.

It's just... She doesn't cherish her face. She doesn't have the same experience with such a small-minded man.

She's the best.

So she just raised her eyes and glared at the man, "don't run away, can you let me go?"

Murong Yu half hugged and half hugged and walked back to his seat. Then he put Mo Xiyan in his arms with both hands.

"I think it's good, princess. What do you think?"

"I don't think it's good at all. Let go."

Even if it's a box here, it's also good outside?

If someone should break in, wouldn't she have no face?