Destiny Reborn

Mei Nongying brought Mu Huanchen and the others back to the branch hall of Meiying Palace in Tianlin City.

This branch hall is located on the outskirts of Tianlin City. It is decorated like an ordinary house on the outside, but it is unique after entering.The luxurious layout is no lower than that of princes and nobles.

As soon as she entered the lobby, Mei Nongying ordered her servants to take Mu Xuyan away.

"Palace Master Mei, since I have promised you to come back with you, why don't you let Yan'er go!" Mu Huanchen glared at Mei Nongying, outraged of course.

"Let go? Huh." Mei Nongying covered her lips and chuckled, with inexplicable charm and wickedness: "Emperor Tianlin is wrong, I only promised you to release the acupuncture points on your son, that's all. Did you promise anything else?"

"Oh, really." Mu Huanchen laughed suddenly, his originally angry expression calmed down like a stone thrown into the water, the expression on his face was a perfect blend of arrogance and coldness.

Quiet! ! !Mei Nongying suddenly felt that the surroundings around her were eerily quiet, looking at Mu Huanchen who had suddenly changed his aura, he felt like he couldn't move for a moment!

The seductive smile became stiff, and the cold sweat on his back had a tendency to soak his back!

Seeing Mu Huanchen approaching step by step, Mei Nongying felt that she was a dead and weak prey with only a sliver of sanity, and could only tremble convulsively.

why why!Why does it suddenly feel different! ! !

Mu Xuyan was not pushed into the cell, but was taken to a wing in another courtyard.

Looking at the closed door, Mu Xuyan's expression was cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Although his hands and feet were not restrained, his martial arts were sealed by Mei Nongying.

Thinking of Mei Nongying, Mu Xuyan gritted his teeth!damn it!He dared to insult his royal father, he would never let it go!no way!

Looking around the wing room for a week, Mu Xuyan thought about how to escape.What he is most worried about right now is Mu Huanchen who has fallen into Mei Nongying's hands, so he plans to take the risk of using secret methods to temporarily recover his skills!

Just as Mu Xuyan was sitting down cross-legged, there was a sudden knock on the door. He opened his eyes and saw the smiling face of the visitor. Mu Xuyan's face was calm and unwavering, but a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Heh, boy, it's not in my hands yet." Shaking the folding fan in his hand, he was extremely proud.

It was none other than Mei Che, the man Zai Bushe talked to Mu Xuyan before.

Mei Che is not like his elder brother Mei Nongying, he can be described as a typical second-generation ancestor who can't write well.

Mu Xuyan put down his legs, walked to the table, picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea, sipping as if he couldn't see the person in front of him.

"You!" Mei Che was furious, but then changed back to a coquettish smile. Now that everyone is in his hands, what else can he do, ha.

So, Mei Che simply sat across from Mu Xuyan, with a smile that could be described as "Qianbian", and simply poured himself a cup of tea.

"Why, now that it has fallen into my hands, do you still want to fight with me?" Mei Che smiled and took a sip of the tea in his hand, why didn't he realize that the taste of the tip of the hair was not bad before.

Mu Xuyan looked up at Mei Che, and said, "Where is it? It's just that I don't know the name of the young master, so it's not easy to address him." There was a smile on the corner of his lips, as if he was softening!

Mei Che was amazed by Mu Xuyan's faint smile.Seeing the original cold appearance loosen, just because of him, I suddenly felt a feeling of surprise but excitement.

"Hehe, that's right." Mei Che's voice suddenly became a little more kind: "Mei Che. Then what do you call the young master?"

In the last sentence, there was an ambiguous meaning in his voice, now Mu Xuyan was the only one in his eyes, and his handsome face was a little distorted due to his full of desire.

Come up to sell a cute one and ask for a magical horse (n_n)