C64

Although this Qingfeng Mountain was not tall, the plants were lush and verdant, the mountain was clear and beautiful, the spring water trickled down, and the rocks were rugged. There was everything that one could think of.

Seeing the crown prince in plain clothes leaving the palace with a few attendants, the informants who had been watching him for the past few days were extremely happy. They quickly rushed to report to the third prince's residence.

"Alright, act according to plan." When Mu Lingfeng heard the news, he smiled sinisterly, took out a brush and wrote a note, handing it to Qin Degui. Qin Degui took it with both hands and went to the backyard to pick up a carrier pigeon. He stuck the slip of paper on the carrier pigeon's leg and let it fly out.

After Mu Ying forcefully kissed Xue Luoyun, he was worried that the next time they met, she would be angered. Even though he missed her a thousand times, he forced himself to endure it and stood on the roof for a while to look in Yu Xuan's direction. Xue Ruyun sat alone in the courtyard. He had the nagging feeling that there would always be a burning gaze staring at him, but he didn't know where it came from.

In fact, when she recalled it carefully, she actually didn't hate Mu Ying's kiss. When he thought back to that day, his entire mind was filled with the faint smell of Agarwood on his body. It was just that Xue Ruyun didn't understand the meaning behind Mu Ying's kiss and had misunderstood him, thinking that he was deliberately humiliating himself. Thus, he was always depressed, and was also ashamed to open his mouth to others. Even Lange didn't know how to begin. Although she was usually generous and straightforward, she truly didn't know anything about these matters. After all, she had been a bodyguard for so many years, and her heart seemed to have become cold-blooded due to her professionalism.

He had always kept it in his heart, and it had never gone well. Seeing that the weather was good today, there was nothing better to do in the manor, so she changed into a light set of clothes, ignoring Yun Zhi as she rode her horse to the outside to relax.

"Miss, are you sure you don't want Yun Zhi to accompany you there? It would be more convenient for you to have Yun Zhi by your side. " Yun Zhi pitifully begged, extremely worried for Xue Ruoyun's safety. It was because even though he was quite skilled, his heart was too soft. He was always plotted against.

"No need, you just guard the small courtyard. I want to be alone." Xue Ruyun rubbed her head.

"Then miss, please come back early." Yun Zhi was reluctant.

"I know, it's not like your young miss is a child." Xue Ruyun smiled, then galloped away on his horse. His white clothes were like snow, fluttering in the wind.

The Crown Prince stopped and walked all the way to the Qingfeng Mountain and chose a place that was relatively flat but open to the outside world. He closed his eyes and let out a long breath, as if he wanted to pour out the unhappiness that he had felt these past few days. Indeed, only the world in the mountains was clean and refreshing. It was unlike the palace where one cheated others and the palace where one cheated.

Mu Zhuo gazed into the distance, seeming to have thought of something. After pausing for a moment, he seemed to have a plan. Seeing this, the eunuch quickly spread out the writing brush and paper before quietly retreating.

Mu Zhuo Shi picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink. Then, his white hand grasped the brush tightly and quickly swept it across the paper. It was clear that his wrist was nimble and his movements were fluid and fluid. Sometimes he worked hard with his pen, and sometimes he drew with great care. Sometimes he would use a large amount of anger to descend, and sometimes he would use a small amount of wealth to lightly draw the outline. Sometimes he would frown deeply and think hard. At other times, he would smile with a meaningful look in his eyes. In less than an hour, he finally heaved a sigh of relief and put down his brush. Only then did he stand up and carefully observe the situation.

Looking from afar, the eunuch predicted that today would be another grand and magnificent picture of the mountains and rivers. However, when Mu Zhuozhi picked up the Xuan paper, what appeared on it was not a continuous mountain range, but a lifelike portrait of a delicate and pretty woman.

As the saying goes, it depends on the will of the heart. Although Mu Zhuo was looking at the mountains, he was actually thinking about Xue Luoyun. Therefore, the next move was filled with Xue Ruyun's portraits. It was no wonder why he was so focused just now. He was thinking about what he wanted to draw and what he wanted to do.

A few imperial guards were standing with their backs facing Mu Zhuo, carefully observing their surroundings. Mu Zhuoyun carefully examined the painting and carefully admired it. This person's expression and smile were like those of a real person.

At this moment, everything looked so quiet and wonderful, but they did not know that this danger was slowly approaching them. A group of masked men wearing emerald green clothes slowly approached them. Because they wore clothes that matched the color of the trees, they couldn't be distinguished unless one looked closely.

Xue Louyun arrived at the peak of the mountain and tied the horse to a tree. He allowed the horse to nibble on the grass while he slowly walked forward to admire the scenery. He unknowingly arrived at the place where the trap had been set. The events of that day appeared before his eyes.

Thinking back to the time when he saw Mu Sheng, thinking back to when he had swung his sword at Yun Zheng's neck, the strong sword qi had lifted his hair at his temples. His eyes were filled with a killing intent as cold as ice. However, in the blink of an eye, he looked at him with concern and pity.

"Why am I thinking of him again?" Xue Luoyun shook his head with all his might. The trap to kill Yun Zhengfei had already been filled and the surroundings had regained their vitality. It was as if that event had never happened.

Xue Luoyun lightly moved her lotus steps, looking at the still emerald green trees, and inwardly sighed with emotion. She heard a few squeaking sounds. She raised her head to look and saw a small thing crying from a distant tree. It was slowly jumping towards her. It was snow-white, with a beautiful fluffy tail, sharp mouth, and big round eyes.

"It's you!" Xue Ruyun excitedly said. She immediately recognized that this was the little fox that she had saved last time. Her feet had already healed, and now she was as nimble as she could be as she bounced about. Xue Ruyun opened his arms for her. That little thing seemed to still remember him, as it slowly ran over and rubbed its head against Xue Luoyun.

"I didn't expect you to be this old." Xue Ruyun gently stroked its head. The little fox seemed to be enjoying itself a lot, so it simply sat down next to her. The man and the fox sat quietly, listening to the birds and insects in the mountains. They were very satisfied.

On the other side, it was filled with danger and full of killing intent. He saw a group of masked men wearing emerald green clothes slowly moving toward the guards. When the guards realized that it was too late, the masked men took out the thin threads they had prepared and wrapped themselves around the guards' necks. With a tug, the heads of those men tumbled down.

It was said that it was difficult to dodge arrows on the spot, even if the inner palace guards were skilled in martial arts, but they could not withstand this long-planned ambush. In just a few minutes, more than ten guards had lost their lives, and the remaining ones with quick reactions were severely injured, even though they had saved their lives.

After Mu Zhuo finished admiring the painting, he carefully rolled it up and prepared to return to the palace.

"Men, pack up and return to the palace." Mu Zhuoyun shouted. There was no sound from the surroundings. He was somewhat dissatisfied as he shouted again with a loud voice, "Someone, come!"