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He is now friend or foe

The next morning, when he was sleeping in a daze, Qiqi finally expressed his concerns: "...Don't worry me anymore, don't hurt yourself anymore...Don't..."

In fact, people have not woken up yet, but they have been muttering about this all night in their hearts, and they murmured at dawn.

The man beside him opened his ink eyes and stared at her quiet sleeping face. He stuck his long fingers out and gently rubbed her eyebrows, trying to rub the sad face between her eyebrows, but the two beautiful eyebrows were always twisted together, and that sad face could not be rubbed away.

He couldn't give some promises, but he knew that there was a little woman who was often worried about him at home, at least he would care more about his safety.

The genius had just started to light up. Last night, Qiqi, who had studied with Mu Chu until midnight, was still sleeping deeply. Chu Xuanchi did not wake her up, so he got out of bed and packed himself before pushing out the door.

As if he knew that he would come out at this time, Dongfang Ming had already been there before half a stick of incense. When he saw him walking towards the yard, Dongfang Ming understood what he meant and immediately followed him along.

It was not until it was far enough away from the bedroom that Dongfang Ming said: "King, the people who robbed our weapons did come from the palace, but they did not seem to be Meng Shiyue's people."

Chu Xuanchi's thin lips were pursed and stood in the wind. The morning breeze blew up his silver threads, and his deep eyes were filled with mottled shadows. Even Dongfang Ming, who had been with him for so long, didn't know what he was thinking at this moment.

After a while, Dongfang Ming couldn't hear him speak, and said again: "Although the other party robbed our weapons, it seems that he had no intention of hurting people. Wang, what should we do next? Should we send someone to the palace?"

"No need." Chu Xuanchi interrupted coldly: "How many of the long-barrel guns that He Lianye made now?"

"In addition to the two handed over to General Mu and Uya Dutong, we still have five handfuls in our hands now."

Speaking of this, Dongfang Ming couldn't help but feel guilty. The ten long-barrel guns were kept by him. He knew that this weapon was not easy to get, and each gun had to be polished overnight and made it alone.

Except for He Lianye himself, there is no other person in the world who can have such handicrafts and make such complex craftsmanship.

However, five of such precious weapons were lost in his hands. The king did not get furious and slashed him with one palm. It was already enough to be kind to him to be able to talk to him so calmly.

Dongfang Ming did blame himself, but he also knew that blindly blaming himself now would be useless, so he just wanted to find a way to remedy it.

"Is there any news from Concubine Jin?" Chu Xuanchi suddenly changed his mind and asked.

Dongfang Ming shook his head: "I have lost her news since I came to the Imperial City. Our people originally planned to find some clues in Prince Nan, but unfortunately they were thrown off by Prince Nan every time."

Before Chu Xuanchi spoke, Dongfang Ming couldn't help asking: "Wang, what is Prince Nan thinking now? He..."

He paused, wondering if he wanted to continue asking.

Prince Nan is the king's fifth brother. The two have been in love since childhood, but now it is obvious that Prince Nan has betrayed them and joined forces with Concubine Jin. I don't know what they are secretly planning.

But the king never allowed them to conduct a large-scale investigation of Prince Nan. He knew that the king did not want to hurt the relationship between the two brothers and wanted to wait for Prince Nan to speak himself, but now they have come to the imperial city, and at this time they cannot make any mistakes, otherwise everyone would have to be buried with him.

Not only did Prince Nan not speak, he never came back after leaving that morning. At this time, waiting is meaningless, right?

"King, I'm brave enough to ask, if I meet Prince Nan again next time, can I take him back?" Dongfang Ming couldn't help asking.

"Do you think you can bring him back with your ability?" Chu Xuanchi hummed softly.

Dongfang Ming's face became embarrassed and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Then... maybe the following medicine."

After speaking, the sound was so light that he couldn't even hear it.

After being with the king for so long, when did he teach them how to do things? I don’t know if he will offend the king if he says this, let alone the fifth emperor’s brother who he has always favored...

But he didn't expect that after thinking for a while, Chu Xuanchi suddenly nodded: "Okay, go and ask Mu Chu for more sweating medicine and tell him who he wants to deal with. He naturally knows to give you good medicine. Next time, as long as you see the fifth emperor brother, be sure to tie him back. Except for not being hurt, you can do whatever method you use."

"Wang..." Dongfang Ming looked up at him with a look of surprise: "Are you serious about this?"

Seeing his thick eyebrows slightly condensed, Dongfang Ming hurriedly nodded and said, "I understand. I will pass the order now. As long as I see Prince Nan, I must bring him back, but..."

Dongfang Ming quietly raised his eyebrows and looked at him. Wang still looked calm and had no expression on his face. He could not figure out what he was thinking.

He was careful to wonder if what he said would make him unhappy. He thought about it, but still didn't know how to ask.

But when Chu Xuanchi saw him like this, he began to get a little impatient: "When did you become so sissy?"

Dongfang Ming was slightly stunned, confused. Is this a new word learned from Murong Qiqi?

"Just like a woman." Chu Xuanchi glanced at him. He didn't say anything, so he was too lazy to waste time here.

Seeing that he wanted to leave, Dongfang Ming did not dare to delay any longer, and immediately asked the question in his heart: "King, then... what is the King of Nan for us now... an enemy or a friend?"

Concubine Jin injured several of their brothers, and they were obviously not with them. Now Prince Nan is going to be with her, so... is he still their own?

Chu Xuanchi's eyes fell on him, and it was obvious that it was just a very light glance, but it immediately made Dongfang Ming sweat coldly, wondering if he had said the wrong thing and made him unhappy.

But Chu Xuanchi really just looked at him simply and had no other intentions.

"I am a little unobedient sometimes." After leaving these two sentences, he continued to walk towards the front yard.

Dongfang Ming followed him a few steps and heard him say, "Call Xiao Ran to come to the front yard pavilion to find me. If he doesn't come, let Mu Ruhua prepare his tongue and bring it up for me."

Dongfang Ming was stunned for a while, until he walked away, and only thought about the meaning of the words while walking towards the east wing.

The sky is still a little drowsy, and the sun has not had time to dispel the mist in the air.

In the past, Miss Mu Wu would sleep like a pig, fragrant and sweet, but today, she was sitting upright on the chair before dawn.

Now, she held a mirror in her left hand and a short knife in her right hand. She hesitated and raised the knife several times and put it back, and then looked at her face with the mirror, and she was always undecided.

If she really wants to cut her tongue, she will never be able to speak again... She will not say a word in her life and will suffocate her to death.

However, you have to keep your promises. Since she has made promises and cannot do what she promises to do, she can only accept punishment.

But she really regrets it now. Why didn’t she tell Murong Qiqi at that time that if she couldn’t do it, she would cut off a finger and give it to her?

It’s nothing but a finger. No matter what, she has ten fingers, and there won’t be too big a problem if she lacks one.

But if she lost her tongue... she looked depressed, raised the handle of the knife and knocked hard on her head a few times.

She is so stupid, so stupid, why are she so impulsive?

I didn’t know what I was thinking at that time. I dared to say such serious words. Now I am scared, right? Do you regret it? But there is nothing in this world, and the most lacking is this regret medicine.

What to do? Do you really need to cut off your tongue? What to do?

Putting the mirror on the table in front of her, adjusting the angle, she stretched out her tongue in front of the mirror, picked up the short knife, and stopped it next to her tongue. As long as she raised the knife and fell, she would not lose her Mu family's face.

However, this tongue is pink and tender. No matter how you look at it, it becomes more and more beautiful. It is simply the most beautiful, most precious and most beautiful thing in the world. How could she bear to cut it off?

Mu Ruhua was mourning with a sad face, and the short knife stopped beside her tongue, but she didn't dare to cut it down with force.

It should hurt a lot, right? Has anyone told her how painful it would be to cut her tongue? However, even the person who had her tongue cut could not speak, so how could he tell her this?

What to do? Can she beg Murong Qiqi to let her go? Or to punish her in another way?

However, that guy would definitely laugh at her, and would also mock her, saying that she had lost the Mu family's face.

If her mother knew about this, she would hang her up and beat her up.

Just when Mu Ruhua looked sad and was undecided, suddenly there was a burst of rapid footsteps coming from outside.

Mu Ruhua was stunned and thought that it must be Murong Qiqi's people who came to find her. When she heard someone hurriedly pushing the door in, she felt panic. She shook her hand and the sharp knife actually scratched a thread on her tongue.

A stinging pain came, and scarlet blood suddenly gushed out. Mu Ruhua screamed, her hand shook, and the short knife slid to the ground, making a crisp sound. A stream of scarlet blood on the tip of her tongue was constantly overflowing, flowing down the corner of her lips. It seemed that the picture was simply shocking.

Xiao Ran never thought that she was really going to cut off her tongue! He never thought of asking her to bear this.

This woman... didn't know what she gave him food last night, which made him fall asleep at night. She woke up in the early morning and was already in a corner not far from the city gate.

She... would rather not have his own tongue than send him away...
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