Chapter 173

Although she said so, mu Zhihuan tried to lean his body to one side.

I don't know why, she faintly felt a dangerous smell on Murong Yi.

"What a clever piece of paper."

Murong Yi's face changed slightly and stopped mu Zhihuan's way with a foot to the right: "since it has nothing to do with you, why are you hiding from me?"

Mu Zhihuan coughed lightly and looked up at Murong Yi, trying to make his tone less nervous: "this man and woman are not close. His Highness the sixth Prince stopped me here. If he was seen by someone else, he would have to gossip. Wouldn't this be bad for the sixth prince to marry the princess?"

"So, are you thinking of me?" Murong Yi chuckled: "thank you for your kindness, Miss mu, but I'm not interested in the princess, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

When he said so, mu Zhihuan remembered that he was not there just above the hall.

"Are you not interested in the princess?"

Murong Yi raised his eyebrow: "why do you think I'm interested in the princess?"

"All the princes are eager to marry the princess... So you have a sweetheart?"

This is not mu Zhihuan's gossip. It's just pure curiosity, but unexpectedly, when he asked this question, Murong Yi didn't even lift his eyelids, but said faintly: "does this have anything to do with you?"

Choked, Mu Zhi blinked happily and pulled out a very reluctant smile: "yes, I'm abrupt. Can the six princes let me leave now? I have other things to do."

Murong Yi just glanced at mu Zhihuan lightly and said, "I didn't let you leave. The road is so wide. I'll take mine and you'll take yours. Why don't I let you say this?"

Well, mu Zhihuan wasn't sure before, but now she's 100% sure. The man in front of her is definitely looking for trouble because she let Princess Qing into the cold palace?

It seems that it is impossible to leave simply, and because a banquet is being held in the hall, almost all the palace maids and eunuchs who can be mobilized around went to the banquet.

Mu Zhihuan has been stopped here by Murong Yi for so long, and he hasn't seen a living person passing by. It seems that if he wants to escape, he can only see himself.

Glancing at Murong Yi, he suddenly pointed to Murong Yi, stretched out his hand and shouted, "princess? Why are you here?"

Her cry was so loud that even the expression on her face was very exaggerated. Murong Yi frowned, paused for half a second, or turned back.

At the moment he turned back, mu Zhihuan didn't think about it. She lifted up her skirt and ran away.

Fortunately, although the back garden is very large, the branch rockeries are very complicated. Mu Zhihuan casually found a road with rockeries and ran up. After a few turns, he hid his figure in the rockeries in the back garden.

When Murong Yi turned back, he had lost mu Zhihuan's back.

He looked at the empty back garden in front of him. The corners of his mouth couldn't help raising, and a touch of interest flashed in his eyes.

After waiting in place for about ten minutes, mu Zhihuan dared to poke out his head when he felt that he was about to be bitten by mosquitoes. Only when he found that there was no Murong Yi in the yard did he dare to come out and go to his palace.

When seven niangs looked at mu Zhihuan who couldn't scratch, she quickly brought her wormwood ash: "what's the matter with you? Aren't you attending a banquet in the hall? How did you get bitten like this?"

Mu Zhihuan thought for a while, but still didn't tell Murong Yi's story, so as not to worry seven niangs: "I just appreciated a flower in the back garden. I didn't expect the mosquitoes to be so powerful this autumn."

Seven niangs listened to Mu Zhihuan's carelessness and couldn't help but be a little considerate: "you don't take the brocade bag I made for you. I put insect repellent herbs in it. You can take it with you to avoid being bitten by insects."

"I know. I'll take it next time. Where's Qi Niang Ran'er?"

Mu Zhihuan frowned suspiciously. I didn't see xiaotuanzi on the hall, and I didn't see xiaotuanzi when I came back. Where did he go?

Seven niangs looked at mu Zhihuan with a strange look in her eyes: "didn't the prince let someone pick him up? Said the emperor wanted the little prince to go."

It turned out to be so. Mu Zhihuan said "Oh", thinking that he might have come back too soon, and he just missed it.

"Qi Niang, I'm tired. Take a rest first. Go to the hall and look at Ran'er. When things are over, pick him up."

Hearing seven niangs answer, mu Zhihuan returns to bed and lies down.

Vaguely, she felt as if something had swept across her face. Mu Zhihuan, who had not paid so much attention, was harassed by that thing for several times, finally frowned and opened her eyes.

When she saw who was in front of her, Mu Zhi Huan blinked with sleepy eyes and looked at Gu Mingxuan: "is the matter in the hall over?"

Gu Mingxuan looked at such mu Zhihuan. He felt as if he had been scratched by a kitten. He stretched out his hand and straightened the broken hair in front of Mu Zhihuan's forehead. Gu Mingxuan nodded: "well. After I was busy, I saw you go and came out to find you. Unexpectedly, you were good. I came back to bed directly."

Mu Zhihuan rubbed Gu Mingxuan's hand, yawned and said, "I got up early this morning. Now it's time to be sleepy, so I want to have a rest."

Gu Mingxuan's hand rubbed back and forth on her face, crisp and numb with a ripple: "well, I heard that you dressed up the queen today. It's hard."

Mu Zhihuan, who just woke up, was not very aggressive. She grinned and asked, "is it good-looking?"

"Well, good-looking." Gu Mingxuan nodded and looked at mu Zhihuan's cold eyes more deeply: "but they are not as good-looking as you."

The sudden sweet words made mu Zhihuan squint and smile: "I have the right to treat you as the truth."

Gu Mingxuan's eyes flashed a touch of tenderness. Looking at mu Zhihuan's eyes, he was full of seriousness: "I was telling the truth."

Looking at such Gu Mingxuan, mu Zhihuan suddenly remembered the gifts he gave and asked, "how did you get those flowers?"

Gu Mingxuan took it for granted: "just let the ink clothes be ready."

Mu Zhihuan silently distressed Mo Yi for a second: "then... What about those objects?"

Gu Mingxuan said calmly, "you said I didn't give you gifts. I saw those objects in the market and bought them for you when I felt interesting. Why don't you like them?"

Think it's interesting to give yourself so many things?

Mu Zhihuan suddenly felt that Gu Mingxuan would be a proper and domineering president if he were placed in the 21st century.