Gu Mingxuan was indifferent all the way, and even peeled an orange for mu Zhihuan in his spare time.

Mu Zhihuan was used to Gu Mingxuan's almost abnormal insight, so she naturally took the orange handed over by Gu Mingxuan, broke open a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, and then stuffed a piece into Gu Mingxuan's mouth.

"OK, in fact, we don't need much preparation. The main reason is that our family Qinghe is too capable and does a good job in the preliminary work. Next, we will take advantage of this competition to carry forward our brand!"

With that, mu Zhihuan raised a glass of wine, looking a little high spirited and said, "come on! Cheers!"

Qinghe was also a little infected by her, so he also raised his glass: "cheers!"

Just like that, under the annotation of four pairs of eyes, the two women reached an agreement.

-------

On the way back to the prince's house, mu Zhihuan leaned against Gu Mingxuan's arms, muttered and said, "unexpectedly, the man Qinghe likes is such a dull and stupid man."

With that, mu Zhihuan couldn't help thinking of the scene at the dinner table: "but I can see that he is very serious about Qinghe, and his kindness to Qinghe is also very real. I think this is enough. It would be better if he couldn't hold a wedding before I left."

Seeing that mu Zhihuan was going to start pulling the red line again, Gu Mingxuan reluctantly glanced at the corners of his mouth: "you should take care of your own affairs first. My dark guard told me that Jiang zisu went to find you today?"

Mu Zhihuan nodded very honestly: "but we didn't say anything. We just said that we wanted to let the emperor have a look at my game on the Lantern Festival."

Gu Mingxuan certainly didn't distrust mu Zhihuan, but when he thought of Jiang Zishu looking for mu Zhihuan through this, a touch of cold flashed in his eyes.

"Of course I know. I don't want to blame you, but I didn't expect to be caught by him when I wasn't with you for a while."

Mu Zhihuan felt nothing: "I will pay attention to avoiding him in the future."

Saying this, mu Zhihuan suddenly remembered something: "how's the investigation over Moyi? I think we can start with Han Wu, the deputy general stationed in the capital --"

"As far as I know, the Emperor didn't summon any general back to the capital, so why did the deputy general... Why did he stay in the capital, and it seems that he brought a lot of soldiers."

Mu Zhihuan could think of the problem. Of course, Gu Mingxuan also thought of it. He nodded and said, "I've asked people to investigate his background."

"I think... People take us so sincerely, but we calculate him like this. We always feel a little uneasy about our conscience." Mu Zhihuan frowned:

"I hope your people can find something."

Gu Mingxuan patted mu Zhihuan's head on his shoulder: "it's not a calculation. I just want to get some answers through him. No, I won't start from him. After all, Qinghe needs him."

Mu Zhihuan was stunned when Gu Mingxuan said so. Does it have anything to do with Qinghe needing him?

But the next second, mu Zhihuan reacted. Mu Zhihuan needed Chanel from Dawei, and Chanel from Dawei needed Qinghe, and Qinghe needed Han Wu. Therefore, even if it was for the face of this floor, Gu Mingxuan was not allowed to prepare Han Wu.

"Well... Although it's a little hypocritical to say these words now, I still want to say..."

Said, mu Zhihuan propped up her body and looked at Gu Mingxuan affectionately with her clear eyes: "Mingxuan, thank you, really."

Gu Mingxuan hugged mu Zhihuan and absorbed her breath: "I don't need your thanks. I do this for you just because I want to do it for you."

Gu Mingxuan's words, listening to Mu Zhi's joy, she gently hugged Gu Mingxuan's head and felt the smoothness of her men: "well, I promise this is the last time I say thank you."

After enjoying a moment of warmth in Mu Zhihuan's arms, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Gu Mingxuan unhappily opened the curtain of the carriage: "what's the matter?"

As soon as the voice fell, Gu Mingxuan saw a dark figure standing in front of his carriage. He frowned: "who is it?"

The man whispered, "the one who wants your life!"

With that, the man took out a sword from his waist. With the cold flash of the sword, the man slaughtered the groom in front of him at a speed that was beyond the naked eye.

Gu Mingxuan looked at this scene, his heart tightened, turned back and held mu Zhihuan. At the moment when the man's sword was about to pierce the curtain, he jumped out of the carriage and rolled to the ground. Only then could he escape the man's attack.

"What's the matter?"

Mu Zhihuan was turned dizzy. Before she stood firm, Gu Mingxuan pulled her and ran hard.

Without waiting for Gu Mingxuan's answer, he only heard the roaring wind in his ears, and mu Zhihuan's psychology became more and more heavy.

Every move of the man behind him is directed at the door of their lives. It seems that the man who hired him to kill them is a cruel role.

But mu Zhihuan couldn't figure out why he and Gu Mingxuan came to make an unannounced visit. Apart from being exposed in front of the people he wanted to expose, there should be no possibility of being stared at?

Thinking of this, mu Zhihuan couldn't help tightening her heart. She looked at the front and was pulling Gu Mingxuan who was running fast: "these people... Can't they be Jiang zisu?"

On the face of it, he said he wanted to be a guest in his house, but secretly he did find someone to buy a murderer?

But after such a ponder, mu Zhihuan felt that there was something wrong.

First of all, it doesn't say whether Jiang zisu will put down his royal man's arrogance and do such a dirty thing, but Jiang zisu is not so stupid. He knows he lives in his house now. If something happens to him, his suspicion is the greatest.

"Hey!"

Mu Zhihuan thought and slipped without paying attention.

Fortunately, however, she didn't fall down but stumbled, but because of the delay, the people behind her were about to catch up. Mu Zhi was in a hurry and didn't know how to do things. She felt her feet suddenly hanging in the air, followed by a whirling reflection.

When mu Zhihuan reacted, Gu Mingxuan had fallen on a big tree with himself.

Standing on the tree, the scene below was at a glance. Almost the next second mu Zhihuan had just stood, he saw a man with a sword chasing after him from the direction he had just come.

Looking at the man's blade that didn't leave a trace of blood even if he killed someone, mu Zhihuan knew that he really had a hard stubble this time.