Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

Summer is fleeting and autumn is coming quietly.

Mu Zhao, who had returned to the capital for a long time, asked Qi Wuya every day when he would leave the capital and return to the Demon Sect.

He was really fed up with Song Boyu outside the mansion.

That boy is the Queen's brother, and the brother of the leader's nephew's wife. It's okay to beat him up, but killing him is never a good idea.

偏偏他揍了对方好几回，那个混账小子依旧不肯离去，天天在武德侯府外晃悠，看似是单相思不愿打扰祁无涯，实则守株待兔猛刷存在感。

Although the court affairs were so busy, Song Boyu always found time to come to the Marquis' Mansion.

It seems that this uncle of the emperor is not busy enough!

When Mu Zhao saw Song Boyu again at the gate of Wude Marquis' Mansion, he glared at him fiercely.

Those dark eyes were full of murderous intent, as if they were a wild beast lurking in the darkness, staring coldly at Song Boyu who was wandering outside the mansion.

"Why doesn't the uncle go back to his own house? He always wanders around in front of other people's houses!"

"Are you having some big dream?"

Song Boyu continued to smile as before, as if he had ignored Mu Zhao's ridicule.

"Mr. Mu, why do you have to be so harsh?"

"I was just strolling around. Could it be that Master Mu is so stingy that he won't even allow this? I wonder if Marquis Wude knows about your behavior."

In terms of military strength, he is indeed not as good as Mu Zhao.

But when it comes to talking skills, he is far better than Mu Zhao. He said that he was just passing by the Wude Marquis's mansion, which meant he was just passing by.

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhao rubbed his fists and prepared to beat him up, his eyes almost bursting with anger.

"You little bastard! I think you deserve a beating!"

"I'm going to be kind today and make you realize who you are!"

It seems that he has been in too good a temper recently, which has given this weak scholar the courage to challenge him and try to steal his girl. He even ran to the gate of the Marquis's Mansion and said he was just strolling around. Is he taking him for a fool?

Mu Zhao angrily dragged Song Boyu away, holding him like a chick, and punched and kicked Song Boyu fiercely.

"Don't you like to wander around? I'm going to break both of your legs today and see how you can still wander around!"

"You don't do your job properly every day, you just seduce people!"

"The leader is mine. Even if you trample down the gate of Marquis Wude's mansion, you will not be in his eyes. The leader does not like scholars like you at all."

Song Boyu held his head and protected his face.

"So what if you are the first to come? Who says that a latecomer like me cannot take the upper hand?"

Mu Zhao's face was filled with anger when he heard this. "The latecomer is the winner? I beat you so hard that you can't take care of yourself. I want to see how you, a bastard, can snatch people from me!"

He kicked Song Boyu to the ground, stepped directly on his green clothes, and slapped the man who was trying to steal his girl on the head with a big slap.

Qi Wuya, who had just walked out of the gate of the Marquis' Mansion and was about to enter the palace, suddenly stopped and looked helplessly at the beating scene that was happening again in front of him.

Damn! I’m so drunk!

The chaotic scene of the husband sweeping away the mistress has become a famous attraction in the Wude Marquis Mansion.

Shangguan Mu, who was following behind Qi Wuya, stared at Mu Zhao who was performing a fight with gossip in his eyes, and expressed his deep admiration for Song Boyu's courage.

Song Boyu is truly a warrior when he competes with Mu Zhao for people.

Tsk tsk, I never knew this gentle uncle of the Wei Dynasty was so obsessed with the leader!

Even after being beaten so many times, he still refused to give up.

As expected of a young man who has just come of age, he is much healthier than them.

"What a scumbag!" After beating Song Boyu, Mu Zhao wiped his hands angrily, turned around and prepared to go back home, but saw the beautiful leader standing at the door.

His first reaction was to kick Song Boyu, who was lying on the ground, to a place where Qi Wuya couldn't see him, and then ran to the leader to attract attention.

"Wuya, it's cold outside, let's go back."

Qi Wuya: “…”

I actually saw you moving your hands.

Song Boyu, who was kicked away, climbed up with difficulty and stared straight at the man in red. A brilliant light burst out from his dazed eyes.

Master Qi, I finally see you.

The young uncle-in-law, who looked embarrassed, took a few steps forward and suddenly felt his vision go dark. He swayed a few times and fell to the ground.

“!!!” Shangguan Mu was stunned.

This kid was beaten so badly by Mu Zhao, but he still didn't forget to think about the leader!

Qi Wuya lifted his eyelids and glanced at Shangguan Mu who was watching the show beside him, "Send him home and feed him some of the forgetfulness powder that Wu Yin has researched."

Since Song Boyu himself couldn't forget it, he used external forces to help the other party.

Song Boyu should have a better choice.

Shangguan Mu coughed lightly, "I understand."

He walked forward, picked up the unconscious Song Boyu, and disappeared with a leap, not letting the man he was carrying stay here to be an eyesore.

Qi Wuya turned his head to look at Mu Zhao who was pretending to be indifferent, and grabbed his ear with his slender fingers, "Come on, follow me to the palace to meet the little emperor."

Mu Zhao blinked, "Why do you want to see him?"

The young emperor was used to ordering people around. The last time he entered the palace, the leader of the guards arranged by the other side shamelessly took away many light and nimble hidden weapons.

He was not happy to see the little emperor. Every time he saw that black-hearted brat, he would be in trouble. He might be ordered around by him again this time.

Qi Wuya said softly: "Say goodbye and leave Beijing."

"We have been in the capital for three months. The young emperor has firmly established himself on the throne and the situation in the capital has become stable. There is no need for me to stay in the capital any longer."

Mu Zhao's eyes brightened instantly, "Okay!"

That’s great, I can finally leave Beijing and return to the Demon Sect!

Qi Wuya brought Mu Zhao straight into Longyin Palace and stated his intention to leave directly.

Wei Zongxu stared at his uncle reluctantly, wishing he could hold his arm to keep him, "Uncle, can't you stay a little longer?"

"The New Year is just a few months away, uncle, why don't you spend the New Year in Kyoto before leaving~"

Song Jingqiu pushed Wei Zongxu aside and looked at the stunningly beautiful Qi Wuya.

"Uncle, the emperor's baby will be born next spring. Why don't you stay in Kyoto to attend the baby's full moon banquet before returning to the Demon Cult?"

"Please, please~"

She clasped her hands together and stared pitifully at her uncle, a beautiful man who was an all-rounder.

Without her uncle, she and her husband would be exhausted.

Qi Wuya flicked her head and said, "I will come to Beijing to see you with gifts after the baby is born. I am leaving now."

"I came to the palace today to tell you something."

"Oh~" Song Jingqiu lowered her head regretfully, lamenting her busy life ahead.

Wei Zongxu asked gently, "When will uncle leave? Jingqiu and I will hold a farewell banquet for you."

Qi Wuya's eyebrows curved slightly, "I'm leaving tomorrow, so there's no need for a farewell banquet."

Wei Zongxu sighed and said, "Okay."

"Uncle, will you go to the palace today to see the Queen Mother and say goodbye to her?"

Mu Zhao, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly looked at Qi Wuya, quietly gazing at his sweetheart.

He felt that the leader would not go to see the saint.

Qi Wuya really had no intention of meeting the Queen Mother. His amorous peach blossom eyes flashed with indifference, "No, there is no need for us siblings to meet again."

The relationship between brother and sister has ended, and he has no intention of meeting her.

Wei Zongxu pinched his fingers, sighed softly in his heart, and said with emotion: "Well, I will go back and tell my mother."

After all, my uncle and my mother are siblings.