Chapter 267

The housekeeper exclaimed, turned and summoned the little boy on one side, and whispered, "you follow the Lord from a distance, Miss Mo, remember that they don't have to come forward if they don't call you."

The little fellow was slightly stunned, "why?"

The housekeeper raised his hand and patted him on the head. "Stupid, don't see that the atmosphere between the Lord and Miss Mo is strong. Do you want to hinder the Lord's eyes?"

The boy suddenly realized and looked at the housekeeper with almost adoring eyes. "Housekeeper, you're too powerful. I'll learn from you in the future."

The housekeeper looked proud. "Boy, you still have a lot to learn in the future."

After saying that, he looked at Ouyang Zhan and Lu Jun coming together from a distance.

And with a dignified expression.

What happened? The housekeeper frowned slightly and stepped forward quickly.

"Young master Ouyang, why are you here?"

Ouyang Zhan curled his lips and smiled, "it's not about getting drunk on the seventh day you made it yourself. I'm living. Today is exactly three months. This wine should be able to start the altar."

The housekeeper was full of black lines. "Young master Ouyang is really an old fox. It's very strange."

Ouyang Zhan looked at the housekeeper and smiled, "I dare not compare with the housekeeper, because you are much more strange than me."

"Well, how old are you two? When you meet each other, you know that you are friends. If you don't know, you think you are enemies."

Lu Jun timely inserted a sentence, successfully made the two stop, and then looked at each other and smiled.

Lu Jun did not care about them, but looked directly at the housekeeper, "housekeeper, the prince is not in the study. Do you know where he is?"

The housekeeper raised his finger to the corner not far away and said vaguely, "promise, if there is no accident, the Lord should be taking Miss Mo to visit the martial arts training ground at this time..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was urgently interrupted by Lu Jun, "I know, I'll find him now."

"Well, Colonel Lu, you can't disturb the Lord now." the housekeeper hurriedly grabbed him.

"Why?" Lu Jun was stunned.

"Why do you ask?" Ouyang Zhan raised his lips slightly. "It's not because your prince is meeting a beauty."

"Hello? You mean Miss Mo?" Lu Jun reacted instantly.

He skimmed his lips. "Goodbye, this matter will always be dealt with. Besides, this is about the ninth Lord. The Lord will forgive us for our innocence."

Then he looked at Ouyang Zhan, "are you going?"

Ouyang Zhan nodded, "naturally I'll go." after all, it's a matter of peace, and his main purpose here is also this matter.

"All right, you go talk about business. I'll prepare food for you."

The housekeeper looked at them seriously and said faintly, "I don't have time. If I don't go again, I should be blamed by the Lord."

Then he turned and left, but when he passed the boy, he whispered, "remember, follow the Lord from a distance."

"Yes, I understand." the boy nodded, regardless of Lu Jun and Ouyang Zhan. While the housekeeper turned around, he walked quickly to the martial arts training ground.

Lu Jun and Ouyang Zhan were all slightly stunned for a moment, and then took a look. Only then did they raise their feet to keep up with the little boy.

At this time, Murong Yu just took Mo Xiyan into the training ground.

He told her that what he was most satisfied with in the house was the martial arts training ground.

He said that the whole area was actually a horse farm. He set up a separate one and asked the housekeeper to clean it up. It became his martial arts training ground.

Murong Yu said this. Seeing that Mo Xiyan listened carefully, he said more now.

He told Mo Xiyan that the house was not a new one, but a house built by a prince of the previous dynasty for his beloved.

It is said that the prince's sweetheart is a strange woman. She doesn't love red makeup and martial makeup. She likes riding from urination.

That's why the prince deliberately built the horse farm when he was building the house.

Then the former dynasty was destroyed, and the house was taken over by the Murong family.

Since then, he has experienced two princes, one of whom is his late uncle Murong Yan.

Unfortunately, the little uncle usually looks very clever, but he didn't expect to be involved in the battle for the throne.

He was not good at business and calculation, so he was soon suppressed. At the same time, he was stripped of his title and became a civilian. The new emperor threw his name disc out of the temple, making him completely lose his identity.

After him, the house was empty for decades. His father and Emperor never paid attention to him, so he gave it to him when he went out of the palace and built the house. He didn't even renovate it.

Therefore, every plant here can perfectly reproduce the lush wind of that year, thanks to housekeeper Zeng.

Murong Yu said a lot. Don't cherish Yan's listening carefully.

Hearing the last, it is full of heartache.

She looked at the man who still had a light scar on his face and couldn't help thinking that he was also a son. How could the emperor choose the prince and abandon such an excellent talent as Murong Yu?

Although she didn't know who those princes were.

But the impression of the prince can be found in the memory of the original owner.

In addition, he once rolled across the grass with Mo Qingwei in the back garden of the prime minister's house, and threw people out to plead guilty without any responsibility.

Now I don't care about sleeping, Mo Jingyuan.

How can such a man compare with the countless generals who stand firm and defend the border for the peace of the country?

Therefore, the emperor must have been blinded by shrimp, so he was so confused.

Well, absolutely. Mo Xiyan nodded heavily in his heart and thought very firmly.

"Cherish Yan?" Murong Yu raised his hand and shook it in front of her, calling softly.

"Ah, what?" Mo Xi Yan returned to his mind and looked at him a little confused.

"Nothing. It's getting late. Shall we go back for dinner?" Murong Yu pointed to the slightly dark sky.

Mo Xi Yan raised his head in the direction of his fingers, "unknowingly, it's so late."

Then she lowered her head, looked at Murong Yu and grinned, "Hey, I don't think you don't say it. Now, I really feel a little hungry."

"Then we..."

"Lord, we have made progress in the event of the ninth Lord."

At this time, Lu Jun and Ouyang Zhan broke in.

"Really?" Murong Yu's eyes lit up and greeted him instantly.

Mo Xiyan saw that he had something to talk about, so he said hello to him very wisely, "since you have something to talk about, I won't disturb you. I'll go back to Yuejiao hospital first."

Murong Yu looked at her and stopped talking. Finally, he could only watch her leave smartly.

"Don't look, people are far away." Ouyang Zhan blinked and smiled. "Besides, people are in your house, and are afraid of running away?"

"That's right."

Although Murong Yu agreed, he still watched Mo Xiyan disappear completely at the gate of the hospital not far away, and then turned around.

His expression sank momentarily, and his tone said faintly, "tell me, what progress?"

Lu Jun said in a deep voice, "go back to the prince. I just got the news today. The prince will send the ninth prince to Liangcheng tomorrow."

"Liangcheng?" Murong Yuwei narrowed his eyes. "There is the land of the old three. What does the prince send him there for?"

This is absolutely abnormal.

"I think we can only believe half of the news." Ouyang Zhan Hua opened the folding fan in his hand and shook it slightly. "The prince may want to lead us out and deliberately set a game."

"I think so too." Murong Yu nodded, frowned tightly and thought calmly for a long time. Fang raised his head and looked back at Ouyang Zhan, "brother, can you come back?"

"No." Ouyang Zhan shook his head.

"It shouldn't be." Murong Yu's heart was stunned for no reason. He always felt some auspicious premonition.

"I've asked my second brother to find my eldest brother. I think there will be news in a few days." Ouyang Zhan nodded and said slowly, "what's more important now is Zihe's business."

Murong Yu thought so.

But the other party is the prince after all. He doesn't dare to underestimate him.

He will always remember that on the day he was ten, the crown prince, who was only twenty, had designed to kill his second brother in order to eradicate his dissidents.

There was no mo Qi Dao at that time.

At that time, he was ostensibly good to them.

At least he didn't feel half a point bad at that time.

Until he killed his second brother.

That changed him.

Royal, after all, Royal.

Although he is still good to other brothers.

But it's just because others can't hinder his future, right?

Now that he has deducted the son and, he does not believe that the prince's purpose will be simple.

So Zihe will be sent to Liangcheng. Maybe it's really a cover.

But although I know, I can't act easily.

In order to avoid the impulse of brothers, especially the impulse of six adults subordinate to Zihe.

Murong Yu decided to stare at the prince alone tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he looked at Ouyang Zhan and said coldly, "let all the brothers staring at the prince's house withdraw tomorrow."

"Why?" Ouyang Zhan wondered.

"I have my own reason." Murong Yu's tone was firm.

"OK, I'll get off the horse and withdraw." Ouyang Zhan didn't ask again when he insisted. He just nodded and answered.

Murong Yu was satisfied, and then looked at Lu Jun, "Lu Jun, prepare a carriage and wait for the back door of the palace early tomorrow morning."

"OK." it's easy. There are many carriages in King Shan's house, aren't there? Lu Jun thought slowly.

Like hearing his voice, Murong Yujin then said, "you don't need to use the carriages with signs in the house. You can buy a new one outside."

Lu Jun was silly. "Isn't it a carriage? Can there be such trouble?"

"Oh, yes, if possible, it's best to use the kind of carriage used by ordinary people in the countryside, simple and simple."

Murong Yu ignored his problem and then ordered, "whether tomorrow can be done or not depends on this carriage, so you should prepare now."

"Yes, Lord." although I don't understand, Murong Yu has given an order, so he will finish it.

After Lu Jun answered, he turned and left.

"What else do I need to do?" Ouyang Zhan looked at Murong Yu coldly. "No, let me go with you tomorrow."