"Meet secretly?"

The room was filled with the faint fragrance of sal flowers.

Rong Qing frowned slightly when he heard this sentence. He repeated the two words: "Steal...steal?"

Jun Muqian turned her head and looked at the man in scarlet clothes who had appeared beside her at some point, and raised her eyebrows: "After all, in the eyes of others, I am still a young girl."

For fear of causing trouble, she really didn't tell Fu Feng about her and Rong Qing, but it seemed that Fu Su didn't tell her master either.

Moreover, she lives in the Feng family as the daughter of Mu Chenyu and Wen Ningrui, so naturally the more lonely she is, the better.

Therefore, after reaching a deal with Fusu, she and Rong Qing also agreed that they would meet as little as possible before she returned to the Mu family.

As a result, she had only practiced for a while, and others had already arrived quietly.

Jun Muqian was not worried that Rong Qing would be discovered by the people sent by Feng Xiwei to monitor her. If he didn't even have this ability, he would naturally not come in.

As for the old man, even if he could be discovered, he would not cause trouble.

Rong Qing did not answer, but said: "Thirteen days and eight hours."

"It's not even half a month." Jun Muqian finished one round of practice and continued in no hurry. She narrowed her peach blossom eyes and smiled, "Young beauty, do you miss me?"

Rong Qing lowered her eyes quietly, with a slight smile floating in her pupils, and said in a cold voice: "Well, I've thought about it."

"That's really difficult." Jun Muxian was still smiling, provocatively, "I haven't started thinking about you yet."

Rong Qing could tell at a glance that she was imitating his previous duplicity, but she didn't say anything and sat on the bed.

His body leaned down slightly, his head tilted slightly, the curvature of his jaw was smooth and beautiful, and there was a faint glimmer of light flowing through it.

Jun Muqian looked at the suddenly enlarged handsome face, and her heartbeat suddenly stopped.

After that, Rong Qing turned around and faced him. He slowly said six words: "I'll help you think about it."

A pair of eyes were quiet and far-reaching. Although they were dull, one could feel that there was a storm brewing inside.

Beautiful and delicious.

Jun Muxian suddenly understood this word now. It turns out that there really is such a person in this world. When you look at him, you don't want to do anything else.

If you look at it this way, you can look at it for a lifetime.

Jun Muqian curled her lips slightly and chuckled: "Sure enough, only the young master can think of this way of recalling things."

Rong Qing was silent for a while, her voice almost sighing, with a hint of weariness: "I miss you, Mu Mu."

"I miss you too." Jun Muzhen stopped teasing him. She moved her body and said funnyly, "Here, I'll give you half. You can rest if you want."

"I don't want to rest." Rong Qian shook his head slightly, "I wanted to endure it a little longer and come back in a few days."

"Can you bear it any longer?" Jun Mu's eyes flashed with a hint of narrowness, and she moved closer, with a smile on her brows and eyes, "Why do you need to bear it?"

After saying this, she couldn't help but raise her hand: "Hey, actually I really want to see your figure. To be honest, I've been thinking about it for a long time."

Hearing this sentence, Rong Qing paused slightly: "Stature?"

Jun Muqian thought about it for a moment: "Do you mind?"

Although she had a sudden glimpse at that time, she still saw a little bit of elegance revealed through the screen.

Rong Qing's eyelashes twitched slightly and she shook her head slowly.

"I knew you were the best to me, Qingmei." Jun Muqian frowned, "I really like you."

But she didn't succeed, because Rong Qing's voice suddenly deepened a little: "I was feeling a little unwell just now. I'll wait for another day."

"Feeling unwell?" Jun Muzhen's eyes became solemn, and she forgot what she wanted to do, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Rong Qing didn't hide anything, and spoke concisely and concisely: "Everywhere."

Jun Muxian: "..."

What kind of discomfort is this? There must be a source.

"Get up." Jun Muqian pushed him, "Drink some from the Shengsheng Fortune Spring. You'll definitely feel better."

Who would have expected——

I don't know if she touched a wound, but Rong Qing's slender eyebrows knitted even tighter.

But soon, he had already stood up.

In an instant, he regained his cool and self-possessed appearance.

Jun Muqian paused for a moment and put his hand on his forehead, looking as if he was beyond love and didn't know what to say.

She felt dumbfounded, and let out a long sigh: "Now I know why you feel uncomfortable."

Never expected it!

Her family despises beauties, which is really a bit too innocent.

Forget it, let's rest.

If this continues, something will definitely go wrong soon.

Jun Muxian felt that she needed to communicate with Fusu and ask him to tell Rong Qing about this kind of thing.

Although she also knew it, she could never explain it clearly as a girl. Maybe Rong Qing would ask her how she knew.

Moreover, you cannot damage his self-esteem as a man!

"It's okay." After getting up, Rong Qing's breathing had calmed down. He nodded slightly, "I heard something, and I thought you didn't know it, so I came to tell you."

"What's going on?" Jun Muqian thought to herself, her resistance was not good, but her recovery ability was not bad.

"The Mu family banquet you are going to—" Rong Qing paused and raised her voice, "will start in a month."

"Sure enough, it's early..." Jun Muqian curled her lips, narrowed her peach blossom eyes, and smiled, "It seems that Feng Xiwei did not disappoint me."

Hearing this, Rong Qing seemed to have expected it, without much surprise: "Yes, I reported offline that Feng Xiwei went to the Mu family to find Mu Zhi, and then Mu Zhi went to find the head of the Mu family, and then successfully

The banquet has been brought forward."

"So that's it." Jun Mu's eyes were thoughtful, "It seems that the Spirit King masters sent by Feng Xiwei have another purpose besides monitoring me - to prevent me from hearing the news."

If there was no coffin lamp incident beforehand, she might not know what kind of person Feng Xiwei was.

Feng Xiwei is really good at pretending, showing one thing on the outside and another on the outside.

Not to mention that idiot Feng Xianya, even Feng Yiyuan was fooled around.

Therefore, Jun Muqian had long known that Feng Xiwei could not be so calm after knowing her identity.

Not to mention, she slapped Feng Xiwei hard on the face.

If Feng Xiwei wants to win a fight, she can only find Mu Zhi to cooperate.

Tsk, the strategy is good, but in her eyes, it is not enough.

"Yeah." Rong Qing said noncommittally, "I looked at the layout outside and there are no blind spots."

Moreover, it also eliminates the possibility of sound transmission.

Because those monitors are masters of the Spiritual King, they can detect any slight fluctuation of spiritual power in the room.

"Well, Feng Xiwei really cares about me." Jun Mu smiled slightly, "But even if she blocks her to death, it will be easy for me to get out."

Did she really treat her earth-escape skills as a display?

Feng Xiwei is a typical noblewoman from an aristocratic family who doesn't know the other person's details and is self-righteous.

To put it simply, my brain is used to make some unattainable strategies.

Rong Qing tilted her head: "You need my help?"

"Well, I won't bother you Qingmei Ren." Jun Muzhen held her chin, "I don't want you to be seen by Feng Xiwei and said that I am wandering between three men."

Of course, she didn't want Feng Xiwei to see Rong Qing's true appearance.

"Three men?" Upon hearing this, Rong Qingzhong's eyes narrowed deeply, and his aura suddenly became a little dangerous.

"Oh, she said that I played around with the two young masters of the Fu family." Jun Muqian was bored, "I don't know how my brain grew. How could such a thing be possible?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dangerous aura dissipated in an instant.

"It is indeed impossible." Rong Qing said calmly, "Fufeng is your master, as for Fusu..."

He said slowly, "He doesn't like women."

"Cough cough cough!" Jun Muzhen was choked and almost couldn't recover, "No, you don't like women?"

She had heard that Fusu was the object of admiration of many women, but the seventeenth young master really was like "walking through the red flowers without even touching him."

"Yeah." Rong Qing's lips curled up slightly, "When did you see which woman he was really intimate with?"

Jun Muqian thought for a moment and shook his head: "That's not true."

Some people may seem affectionate, but in reality they are ruthless.

Rong Qing said calmly: "That's it."

"What a pity." Jun Muqian did not doubt the truth of this statement. She was very sorry, "A good beauty has taken advantage of other beauties."
To be continued...