I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

"You want me to marry Li Ling'er?"

When Li Mu heard this, his hand trembled involuntarily, and the sword energy at his fingertips cut the dining table in front of him.

The corner of King Yan's eye twitched, and he looked at Li Mu with a fierce look, and said in a low voice:

"You don't want to? This is my only daughter. If you don't know what's good for you, I can't defeat you. There are still 200,000 soldiers outside. Boy, do you want to give it a try?"

Li Mu had no idea what the King of Yan was up to.

At this time, the Princess of Yan, who had just reacted, hurriedly pulled the Prince of Yan over, her eyes full of complaints, and looked at Li Mu with embarrassment, and said in a gentle voice,

"Sir, please stay in the palace today. We will discuss this matter later."

As he spoke, he pulled Prince Yan and walked towards the back hall.

"Think about it carefully, kid!"

"Shut up!"

Li Mu looked at these two funny guys and let out a sigh of relief. As expected, no one was normal in Prince Yan's Mansion.

The maidservant beside her, although she had heard what Prince Yan had said before and knew that Li Mu was not Prince Yan's son outside, he had the possibility of becoming the son-in-law of Prince Yan's mansion.

One after another, they vied with each other to lead the way for Li Mu, hoping that if they could be favored by Li Mu, they would be allowed to stay and sleep with him tonight. This would be a great opportunity to rise to fame.

What's more, he tried hard to raise his chest, pulled his collar down, and bumped into Li Mu intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Mu looked at the maids who were about to come up and hit him with their balls, and he shuddered uncontrollably. He pointed at a servant next to him and gave an order,

"You, take me to the guest room to rest."

The servant who was chosen had an embarrassed look on his face. After a struggle between his conscience and his conscience, he gritted his teeth and said yes. His expression looked like he was going to the execution ground, which made Li Mu confused.

"There really isn't a single normal person in this Yanwang Mansion."

----

The inner court.

Princess Yan pushed Prince Yan into the room and said in a bad tone:

"What's wrong with you? You're marrying Ling'er off before you even finish asking her a question or even know her name. Are you getting senile?"

The Prince of Yan approached the princess and held her hand, speaking in an awkward tone.

"I'm going to offer him an offer that he can't refuse first to calm him down. There's still half a month left. We can just observe slowly, and it will be the same."

The Princess of Yan looked at the Prince of Yan in surprise, and then she realized that there was no way the Prince of Yan was a fool. He first seduced Li Mu and then slowly investigated him. In the end, it was up to the Prince of Yan to decide whether to marry him or not.

Thinking of this, Princess Yan's expression also eased a lot, and her tone was a little resentful.

"Why didn't you discuss this with me in advance?"

Prince Yan patted the princess on the back and said seriously:

"It's obvious that the guy is beating around the bush with us. Rather than asking him questions over and over and finally being led by him, it's better to be direct and catch him off guard."

After hearing this, Princess Yan burst into giggles. She no longer looked like a chivalrous woman, but a charming and charming female elf.

"Your Majesty, you are even using military tactics to choose a son-in-law."

The King of Yan raised his hand and pinched the Princess' chin, and said slowly:

"Tonight was really too much. I didn't show my performance just now because I was interrupted by that kid. Now I want to show my performance."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a guard outside the door shouting:

"Your Majesty, this is bad. Her Highness Yunhe has been held hostage."

The hand of Prince Yan, which was pinching the princess' chin, trembled noticeably.

----

"Boy, are you sure you want to block my way?"

In the front yard of the palace, on the roof.

Li Mu stared at the old woman in front of him. When he heard her voice, he got so angry that his teeth itched.

He had thought that he could renew his old relationship with Zhao Chuyi at night, but after sending the servant leading the way, Li Mu just arrived at the door of the house where Zhao Chuyi lived, he saw the old woman in front of him coming out of the house holding Zhao Chuyi hostage.

"Leave the person here, and I'll let you go."

Li Mu frowned, his heart in his throat, but he still spoke calmly.

Then he turned his gaze to Zhao Chuyi, and saw that she was wearing the same purple dress she wore last night. In his heart, he chopped the old woman in front of him into more than 180 pieces.

At this time, the old woman put her hand on Zhao Chuyi's throat and said with a sigh,

"If you don't let me leave, then this little girl will die with me."

Li Muyun looked at the black air above the old woman's head and the purple air above Zhao Chuyi's head with a disdainful tone.

"You can try. If you want to kill her, you don't have to bring her here."

Hearing this, the old woman exerted a little force in her hands and said viciously,

"Boy, don't be so confident."

Li Mu narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, stepped back two steps, and said:

"Senior, if you have any requests, please raise them and we can discuss it."

The corner of the old woman's mouth curled up, and the strength in her hand weakened a little. Zhao Chuyi coughed hard a few times and shouted,

"Sir, don't worry about me, just kill this old thing, she hurt Shanshan."

Li Mu looked at Zhao Chuyi calmly and thought,

"This girl is really smart. She was almost led by the nose by this old man."

So he put on an expression of rage, and the sword energy at his fingertips condensed in an instant, half a meter long, and his legs had already begun to accumulate strength.

The old woman saw Li Mu's expression and felt uneasy.

"Could it be that in this boy's heart, that fat girl is more important than this princess?"

She subconsciously took two steps back, but Li Mu did not give the old woman a chance. He appeared in front of her in an instant, raised his hand and stabbed the old woman's heart with the sword.

The old woman was furious and shouted,

"I don't believe you will disregard the life of the princess of this dynasty."

As he said this, he pushed Zhao Chuyi in front of him to block Li Mu's sword energy.

Li Mu looked at Zhao Chuyi who was staring at him with a smirk on her face. He retracted the sword energy in his hand and then tapped her nose. Zhao Chuyi then laughed out loud.

Seeing this, the old woman knew that she had fallen into a trap. Her eyes became fierce and she slapped Zhao Chuyi on the back.

Li Mu curled his lips, stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Chuyi's waist, pulled her into his arms, put his other hand on the old woman's palm, looked down at Zhao Chuyi, and scolded:

"You've already started to act naughty before you even escaped from the tiger's mouth!"

Zhao Chuyi buried her head in Li Mu's arms with a happy face and whispered:

"Tsk, you just saw that I'll be fine, right? Your eyes can't deceive me."

Li Mu smiled awkwardly, feeling that he was becoming more and more like a god, and explained,

"Just to confirm, that old woman doesn't look like a good person."

"You just read our faces, and you know I'll be fine. Why did you give in to that old woman?"

Although Zhao Chuyi's words were full of dissatisfaction, her tone was full of sweetness. She truly felt Li Mu's worry.

Li Mu was a little annoyed when he mentioned this, and quickly changed the subject and praised:

"Thanks to our first year of junior high school, we are so smart."

Hearing this, Zhao Chuyi smiled even brighter, buried her head in Li Mu's arms, and said in a soft voice,

"Young Master is smarter and understood what I meant immediately."

"We are like this, we are in perfect sync."

Li Mu's hand began to rub Zhao Chuyi's waist dishonestly, and he whispered.

Zhao Chuyi repeated Li Mu's words, looked at Li Mu with shining eyes, and asked anxiously, ignoring Li Mu's evil hands.

"'Telepathy', this is what you wrote, young master? What else?"

Li Mu frowned and thought for a while, then said uncertainly,

“Without the wings of a phoenix, how can we be connected with each other?”

Zhao Chuyi heard these two sentences, and thought about them for a moment. Suddenly, she put her arms around Li Mu's neck and pecked him on the mouth. She was so excited that

"Young Master is truly amazing. Not only is his kung fu so outstanding, his literary talent is also so outstanding."

Li Mu was savoring the sweetness on his lips when he heard the old woman's heart-wrenching roar.

"You two little bastards, please don't go too far!"

The two then remembered that there was someone nearby, so they looked over there.

At this time, the old woman's skin was all red, and blood was oozing out from the corners of her eyes, mouth, and even ears.

Zhao Chuyi was so scared that she buried her head back in Li Mu's arms. Li Mu stroked Zhao Chuyi's back and said impatiently,

"Old man, you are not dead yet!"