Mo Shang is young

"What His Highness said is true?" Han Zixing pursed her thin lips tightly, with a stern look on her face, probably because of something difficult to decide.

"This king has ordered people to investigate for a long time, and this is the testimony of the witness." Han Zizhe threw a statement on Han Zixing's desk and sneered.

Han Zixing picked up the confession, and the more he looked at it, the more uneasy he felt. This Mo Ziqian was the commander of the Yuling Battalion, one of the Royal Guards, and his father was Mo Ruxin, the general of Zhenbei. Now he is guarding the northern border for Mu Yue. .Normally, father and son acted upright, so how could they have anything to do with Hall Master Baihu?But there was more than one witness, and the words were convincing but unbelievable, so he was in a dilemma at the moment.

"Xiao Wang thinks something is wrong, this Mo Ziqian shouldn't be like this." After a long silence, Han Zixing still felt that the matter would not be that simple.

"But this person has all the evidence and material evidence. This king thinks that this matter can be reported to the father." Han Zizhe was also very serious and did not give in at all.

"Xiao Wang knows, and after Xiao Wang thinks about it carefully, he will give His Highness a satisfactory answer." Han Zixing said calmly, and there must be no confusion. Sometimes what she sees may not be the truth, but there must be something inside. She intuitively felt that there was a big picture. The net is slowly opening.

"Then I'm leaving. Prince Rui thought about giving me an answer as soon as possible." Han Zizhe said coldly, his words were full of threats.

After seeing off Han Zizhe, Han Zixing's palms were covered in sweat. If Mo Ziqian really had something to do with the White Tiger Hall Master, wouldn't Mo Ruxin have a variable here?Mo Ruxin is guarding the northern border, with [-] cavalry under his command, and now Wan Yong is constantly increasing troops on the northern border. If these things are linked together, Mu Yue may be in disaster.

"My lord, please see Mrs. Bei Siduo." Bai Hu's calm voice pulled her back from her contemplation, and she couldn't help thinking, Bai Hu, Bai Hu, he should really change his name.

"The king knows." Han Zixing got up, shook his robe, and went to the front hall.

"I will see you, my lord." Mrs. Bei still had a charming and charming appearance, with a dazzling appearance.

"No need to be polite, Mrs. Bei, sit down!" Han Zixing frowned slightly, "I don't know why Mrs. Bei is waiting for the rainy day to visit?"

"If my family says nothing is wrong, is the lord going to chase him away?" Mrs. Bei asked lightly, looking up at Han Zixing's increasingly stern face, as expected, this lord is really easy to provoke!

"Okay, I'm here this time, and I really want to tell the lord something!" The woman stood up and stood up in front of Han Zixing. She was already tall, even taller than Han Zixing It should be higher, this time it will completely block Han Zixing.He bent down and stared at Han Zixing's eyes very seriously.

"Ms. Bei respects herself." Han Zixing looked away annoyed, this person is really presumptuous.

The young woman didn't care, she just smiled and sat back again:

"My lord, don't worry about it. I'm here today to tell you something." As she spoke, she deliberately paused, picked up the tea, blew it lightly, and took a sip, trying her best to be charming.

Hearing that something happened, Han Zixing could only temporarily hold back the revulsion in his chest, and patiently listened to her.

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Mrs. Bei said something very lightly, and seeing Han Zixing's face getting darker, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Your Majesty doesn't need to have such an expression, it's not a big deal, It's because this matter is naturally less important to the prince than the safety of Mu Yue, who is marching and fighting."

"Ms. Bei, please get to the point." Han Zixing was not a kind-hearted and patient person, how could he allow this woman to tease and tease her repeatedly.

"Oh, don't be impatient, my lord! Didn't your lord see two pieces of jade in a small shop a few days ago? Do you still remember?"

"Yes." Han Zixing replied coldly.

"Oh, I saw that the little princess liked those two things very much!" The young woman seemed to be able to grasp people's thoughts, and Han Zixing's face softened a little.

"My lord remembers that Madam said she was waiting for a destined person!" Han Zixing answered nonchalantly.

"The lord, do you still remember what my family said, it depends on the lord's sincerity?" The young woman smiled lightly, her eyes slightly raised.

"My lord remembers." Han Zixing said awkwardly, talking to this woman always had the feeling that she would lead her into a pit.

"Does the prince know what sincerity is?" Bi Siduo's wife stood up again, Han Zixing was a little nervous, with thin sweat on his forehead.But the woman did not walk towards Han Zixing, but walked to the entrance of the main hall, and looked back at Han Zixing with a smile:

"Can the lord take the slave's family to visit this other garden? The slave's family has stayed in Fangyu for a long time, and it is very novel to come here." Looking at Han Zixing, he was unmoved, and his smile deepened, "This matter can also be regarded as the sincerity of the prince. oh!"

After thinking about it, Han Zixing got up and took the young woman to see. Mrs. Bei's laughter was very clear, carrying the charm and mystery unique to this person.

"Baihu, bring me an umbrella."

Bai Hu passed an oil-paper umbrella in response, and the young woman's eyes twitched slightly.

"My lord, this practice field is big enough!" Looking at the courtyard full of swords, guns, swords and halberds, the young woman didn't have any fear or disgust, but was a little fanatical.

Han Zixing's eyes were full of unpredictable emotions, the woman in front of him was really not an ordinary person:

"It's just the place where I practice kung fu on weekdays."

"No wonder the prince is the God of War in this Muyue." The woman chuckled, "But the rain is good. I wonder if there are lotus in the prince's other garden? It is even more wonderful to listen to the sound of the rain falling."

"Follow me." Han Zixing walked away, wanting to distance himself from this woman.

"My lord, don't leave in such a hurry, I can't keep up with you." The woman's coquettish tone passed through the rain curtain, looking a little ethereal.

"Xiaohu, tell me, this woman must have taken a fancy to our lord, right?" Bingze hid under the rain eaves and looked at the backs of the two going away and said playfully.

"Well, it seems so, but I'm afraid it's not that simple." Bai Hu smiled back at his wife's words.

"Yo, then our prince should not be fooled by this woman." Bingze was a little anxious.

"Don't worry, lady, I can see this kind of thing, how could the prince not understand?" Bai Hu still smiled calmly.

"Hey, that's not sure, that day I saw the prince coming out of the little princess' room..." Bing Ze whispered into Bai Hu's ear as he spoke.

"Cough." Lengshuang approached.

"Sister Lengshuang." Bingze blushed.

Leng Shuang gave her a cold look, and then looked at Baihu, there was no wave in her eyes, as calm as a lake of stagnant water.

"Lengshuang, you're here." Baihu said gently.

"Well, I'm bothering you." I couldn't tell what it meant.

"Sister Lengshuang made fun of Bingze again." If Bingze, who has always been eccentric and eccentric, would not dare to be presumptuous in front of anyone, I am afraid that she is the only senior sister from the same school who grew up together and took care of her everywhere. What's the matter? The mess was cleaned up for her, and she was affectionate and respectful to Leng Shuang.

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Leng Shuang didn't answer, turned and walked away.

"Cut, be careful, I didn't offend her." Bingze looked at Lengshuang's back, stuck out her tongue, and complained to Baihu.

Bai Hu unexpectedly did not comfort her as usual, but watched Leng Shuang's back gradually disappearing into the rain curtain with complicated eyes, and he sighed after a long time:

"Hey, Bingze, let's go, it's raining and cold, be careful of catching a cold." I thought to myself, Lengshuang is a smart person, and even a genius in business, I hope my guess is not true, otherwise I will lose such a person. What a pity my friend.

The author has something to say: Alas, the three-day holiday is about to pass in the blink of an eye~ Very sad, very melancholy!It is very melancholy to sleep until this point, very melancholy!

Thinking of homework makes me even more melancholy!

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