Mu Hanzhong

The palace lantern in the corner was burning, illuminating the elegant and quiet room. The eyelids of the young man lying on the bed moved slightly, and with a soft moan, he slowly woke up from his sleep.

Wu Ye opened his eyes, and lay lazily on the soft bed, feeling indescribably comfortable.Habitually, he reached out to touch the watch, but it was empty.With a violent tremor in my heart, I really recovered from my sleep...

Looking around, he was sitting on a large carved gold-wood bed, and all he could see was the hanging curtain. He remembered that he was in... the memory in his mind had just touched the bamboo forest, and a cold, resolute and hard face quickly After a while, Wu Ye's heart felt cold, and he pursed his lips unconsciously, and the emotions in his eyes rolled.

If it was the first time, he could still tell himself that it was Mu Hanzhong's doing, and he could only find a way to remedy it as much as possible; then not long ago... by force, he forced a man to lie down...

Thinking of this, Wu Ye suddenly got up and raised the curtain: "Xiaohuan!"

"Yes." A tall figure stepped out from the corner, came to Wu Ye, knelt down, "Master."

Looking at the respectful man kneeling beside the bed, Wu Ye was in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.He didn't know why he called this person over, the only thing he knew was that when he saw him, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.guilt?pity?Yang or something else?

The person in front of him had long hair combed back meticulously, under the full forehead, the drooping eyelashes blocked the quiet and introverted eyes, there was no expression on the handsome face carved by a knife, and he was dressed in black clothes, which could hardly be seen How is it different from before.Could it be that he was dreaming everything?

Still in a trance, I heard Nan Xiaohuan ask: "Does the lord want to take a bath now?"

Nodding his head slightly, Nan Xiaohuan retreated, presumably to order his servants to prepare to serve him.Wu Ye got off the bed, stepped on the ground with bare feet, the white gown fell on the ground, Wu Ye straightened the clothes subconsciously, and then froze.

Some stains could be vaguely seen on the fine brocade, Wu Ye stretched out his hand to touch it, and his expression changed immediately.

His last consciousness stayed on Nan Xiaohuan's astonished and humiliated eyes. It was when those hands tore his black clothes apart. The memory behind him was blurred and messy...

With his eyes darkened, Wu Ye walked out of the door and walked towards the side hall.

In Yaoye Hall, the closest bathing place to Mu Hanzhong's bedroom is in a room in the side hall.At this moment, the moonlight fell to the ground, covering the courtyard softly, the shadows of the trees whirling in the courtyard, and the chirping of insects continued.

Wu Ye opened the door and walked in, only to see a cloud of water vapor, and clear laughter like silver bells could be faintly heard. Walking deeper, he saw a few handsome young maids busy by the bath.Someone sprinkled the petals of an unknown flower, someone folded the clean clothes over and over, I'm afraid they didn't fold them perfectly, and someone...

Several people heard footsteps, saw Wu Ye, and bowed their heads one after another: "I have seen you, Your Majesty."

Wu Ye waved his hand to signal to get up, and immediately a maid came forward and carefully undressed him.

Opening his arms and allowing the maid to take off his clothes, Wu Ye asked lightly, "Where is Xiaohuan?"

The leading maid was stunned, and seeing Wu Ye's eyes looking at her motionless, she panicked, her face flushed, "...Nan Hufa said... If the Lord asks, just say that he went to the kitchen , will be back soon."

Went to the kitchen?Could it be because Mu Hanzhong missed the dinner time, so he went to order?Then... there is no need to go in person, it seems that he deliberately avoided it.

Frowning slightly, Wu Ye was soaking in the bathtub, thinking about the cause and effect of that incident. It was obviously a sign of poison, but it was not like when he just woke up...could it be a "legacy"...

Looking at the unknown focal point, the good mood when he just woke up was swept away, and Wu Ye only felt that his heart was getting heavier.

After Wu Ye took a bath, he put on clean clothes and looked at the delicate dishes on the table in front of him. He was obviously very hungry, but he had no appetite at all.

Standing aside, Nan Xiaohuan looked at the person who had no intention of eating, moved his lips, and finally took two steps closer to Wu Ye's side, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, eat while it's hot."

Wu Ye still didn't move, just waved his hand, and glanced at the maids waiting around: "You all step back first."

"Yes." The leading maid felt a little strange, but she still answered, and retreated with the maids in the room.

After leaving, only Wu Ye and Nan Xiaohuan were left in the room.

Pressing his slender fingers on his temple, Wu Ye sighed softly, and looked at Nan Xiaohuan: "Xiaohuan."

"Yes." Nan Xiaohuan lowered his head and replied, holding his breath and concentrating, a bit too respectful, as if he was guarding against something.

"Look up and look at me."

Wu Ye got up and walked in front of Xiao Huan. The two of them were about the same height. Wu Ye could clearly see the motionless long eyelashes on the drooping eyelids of the person in front of him, as well as the body that tensed suddenly because of his close proximity.

Nan Xiaohuan was silent for a long while before raising his head and slowly looking at Wu Ye.

The introverted eyes were quiet and dead, without any fluctuations, as if they were separated from all emotions.Such eyes are not unfamiliar, most of the time, there are such a pair of cold eyes on this face, but now, it should not be included in that most of the time.

Wu Ye sighed softly, pondered for a while, and said, "I remember everything about this afternoon."

Nan Xiaohuan's body trembled, his breathing became shallower, and he subconsciously turned his gaze away, but under the order, he could only restrain himself with all his strength.

"It's my fault, Xiaohuan, I'm sorry."

Calm tone, but extremely sincere, without a trace of falsehood.

When he just woke up in this time and space, the situation was very similar to the present one, but at that time, he didn't need to apologize, because it wasn't what Wu Ye did.What's more, at that time, he didn't care, let alone what the person in front of him thought, but now...

Hearing his words, Nan Xiaohuan was silent for a long while before replying in a low voice: "It's because the subordinates didn't think carefully, the master... don't blame yourself."

Legacy, legacy... All of them only noticed the poison of love, but ignored the legacy of its twin poison.Even if it looks like an aphrodisiac, it can only be cured by having sex with others, but how can it really be an ordinary aphrodisiac...

The expected answer couldn't make Wu Ye feel relieved.

"You..." Before the word "you" came out, the two of them trembled suddenly. Nan Xiaohuan narrowed his long eyes slightly, and when he moved, he was about to jump out, but Wu Ye grabbed him with one hand and pulled him out. With a long sword at his waist, he raised his breath and jumped forward, tapped his toes lightly, and he was already out of the door in the blink of an eye.

Outside the door, it was summer night, the crescent moon was hanging in the air, sprinkled like water and moonlight, and a person came flying through the air, his moon-white clothes were raised backwards, mixed with black hair, fluttering in the night sky .

Wu Ye stood at the corner of the eaves, slightly pursed his lips, and the next moment he shot suddenly, the long sword in his hand suddenly grew cold, covering the sky and covering the man.

The moon-white figure did not retreat but moved forward. With a flash of his figure, he had snatched into the light of the sword. With a wave of his right palm, the wind of his palm swayed away from the sword, and his left palm came out like a bird's claw, grabbing at Wu Ye's shoulder. ...

The two were entangled in the air, but in just a short while, two hundred moves have been passed!You must know that Mu Hanzhong's martial arts are unfathomable, even a top master like Nan Xiaohuan can't do a hundred moves under his hands, so it can be seen that the martial arts of the comer are so extraordinary!

The two people here fought from the air to the ground. Wu Ye had just avoided the attack of the oncoming people and was about to make a move when the back of his neck suddenly tightened. Ye's eyes turned black, as if his bones were about to be broken.

With a helpless wry smile, Wu Ye got up from the ground, his eyebrows furrowed in pain, looking at the moon-white figure in front of him, he sighed slightly.

"Master, I haven't seen you for so long, there's no need to come here, just be so ruthless..."