Is the prince abolished today?

When Mu Xiao turned around, he happened to collide with a person.

"Bold slave, how dare you bump into the second prince!" The steward immediately yelled at him sharply.

The waiter who was holding the medicine seemed to be stupefied with fright, and after a moment of dullness, he knelt down stiffly: "Second Prince, spare your life."

The leader and the two younger brothers watched this scene from the side, sighing again, it's better to go home, the palace is such a ghost place that even hitting someone will lose their head, it's too scary.For those like them who don't know any princes or princesses at all, ten heads might not be enough.

Having just received the precious Excalibur from his father, Mu Xiao has been in a good mood for the past two days. He looked down at his robe and saw that there was no medicinal juice splashed on it, so he said magnanimously: "Forget it, next time you walk for a long time. Just a little bit, my prince is in a good mood today, so I don't care about you, you dog slave."

The servant Xie En got up and wanted to leave, but Mu Xiao suddenly called him again: "Hey, what is that in your hand? Why is it so dark? It's like cuttlefish juice."

The servant could only kneel down again, and replied: "Return to the prince, this is the medicine for His Royal Highness."

"Oh."

It turned out that the dog forced the little prince to drink it.

Mu Xiao took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, thinking, it should be fried darker and thicker.

"Okay, you go in quickly."

Mu Xiao waved his hand, telling the servant to quickly get in and feed Mu Yun the medicine.

The servant stepped into the hall, stopped ten steps away from the dragon bed, held the medicine bowl high above his head, bowed and said, "Your Highness, your medicine is ready."

Having finished what he should have said, Mu Zhao got up and said, "Then take your medicine, I'm going back."

"and many more."

Mu Yun suddenly called him to stop.

Mu Zhao looked down at him and said, "There are some things between you and me that don't need to be said to be very clear."

Mu Yun: "..."

No, some words still need to be clarified.

"Ok."

Mu Zhao took a deep breath like an older brother trying to endure his younger brother's entanglement, and sat back on the chair again, saying, "This may be the last time you and I meet. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Mu Yun didn't speak immediately, but rolled his pupils, and looked at the servant ten steps away, who was bowing his head and holding the medicine.

"Oh, by the way, you haven't taken your medicine yet."

Mu Zhao could only continue to take a deep breath: "Then you drink the medicine first, don't be in a hurry...Hey, what are you doing?!"

Mu Zhao's eyes widened, and he stared at the hand that suddenly grabbed the hem of his robe with hair all over his body.

"Speak well if you have something to say, what are you talking about!"

Even if that thing keeps cutting, there's no need to be so tired!

However, the boy on the opposite side was still holding on to the corner of his clothes like an octopus, raised his head, and blinked pitifully: "Brother, the medicine is too bitter, I don't want to drink it."

"Second prince, you, why don't you leave?"

The steward looked at the second prince who had just walked out of the Chengqing Palace and stopped suddenly, and hurriedly followed him.

Mu Xiao turned around with his hands behind his back, and said solemnly: "No."

The steward was at a loss: "What did the second prince say?"

"wrong."

Mu Xiao folded his hands behind his back, frowned, stared at the ground, and suddenly raised his head and asked the steward: "When I came out of Chengqing Palace just now, did my prince bump into that dog servant?"

The steward nodded even more blankly: "Yes."

Mu Xiao clapped his hands excitedly: "That's it."

The steward said, of course it is!That clearly happened just now!Their second prince, what the hell is going on!

Mu Xiao's eyes were shining, and he asked urgently: "If you were that dog slave, after bumping into the prince, would you not spill a drop of the medicine in your hand?"

"Of course it's impossible, the servant doesn't know martial arts..."

The steward suddenly had an epiphany, and opened his mouth wide in surprise: "The second prince is saying that he has a problem with that slave!"

"That's right." Mu Xiao seemed to hear the sound of his little brain blooming. He tried harder and harder to catch the ray of light that flashed out of his little head, and said, "And when that dog slave knelt down to plead guilty, the voice Steady, breathing evenly, holding the medicine bowl firmly with both hands, without any nervousness or panic. Hmph, servants in the palace, how could you have the guts."

"Tian Qi, where is the prince's sword?"

The steward named Tian Qi hurriedly said: "The second prince forgot? You are not allowed to wear a sword when entering Chengqing Hall."

"It's okay, the prince is going to catch the thief today, and the emperor will not blame him. Hurry up and get the sword! This prince finally has a chance to make meritorious deeds, and I can't let others snatch it away!"

"Oh, yes..."

Looking at the second prince who was eager to try, the steward thought blankly, at this time, shouldn't they sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, let the little prince and the assassin dog bite the dog?

In Chengqing Hall, Mu Zhao didn't feel hairy all over, but stared at Mu Yun with horror.

What did the little prince call him just now?

elder brother……? ! ! ! ! !

This is too fucking nasty!

He just came here to say goodbye, and to remind the little prince by the way, he didn't intend to recognize each other at all.He doesn't want to be someone else's brother at all, and he doesn't want to live with a oil bottle at all.

"You, you let go first!"

Mu Zhao was used to being a maverick since he was a child. He was weaned at the age of one, ran away at the age of two, and slept in a room by himself since the age of three. In addition, he has a bad temper and natural supernatural powers. A kind of sticky close contact with people.

Hearing his words, the young man shook his head quickly, but gripped his robe even more tightly, blinked his eyes, and turned back and forth: "Brother——"

Mu Zhao was going crazy.

"Okay, medicine, medicine is not bitter. You pinch your nose, close your eyes, and pour it down in one breath, and you won't feel bitter."

Mu Zhao's body froze, his hands were not his hands and his feet were not his feet.

Damn, they can't recognize each other, absolutely can't recognize each other, let him live with such an oil bottle who can't take care of himself, it would be better to kill him with one knife.

"But brother..."

"Don't call again, call that or something again."

The young man nodded: "But brother...every time Marquis Wei comes over, he will add a lot of honey powder to Gu's medicine. As a brother, how can you bear to let Gu drink it while pinching his nose? You are Gu's brother—"

"Okay!" Mu Zhao felt his goose bumps drop: "Where is the honey powder, where is the honey powder!"

"Under Solitary's pillow."

"Under the pillow??"

"That's right. I was afraid that those slaves would steal food while I was sleeping, so I hid it on purpose."

Mu Zhao roared inwardly, since you have hands and feet under your pillow, why don't you take it yourself!

"elder brother……"

"Okay, okay, okay."

Mu Zhao passed a certain oil bottle, and fumbled under the pillow with stiff hands.

Mu Zhao's expression suddenly became strange.

There's no honey under the pillow, just...a sword.

Swords are not allowed to enter Chengqing Hall, why did the little prince hide a sword under his pillow?The little prince deliberately exposed the sword to himself because...

Mu Zhao's eyebrows shrank suddenly, a cold light flashed in his palm, he drew his sword and stabbed backwards, the tip of the sword was pointing at the silent "insider" standing ten steps away, holding the medicine all the time!

Seeing that the disguise was seen through, the "insider" slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of lifeless fish eyes, staring straight at the boy on the dragon bed.

"Zap, clump, clump."

Two vague and strange laughter came from the man's throat, accompanied by strange joint twisting sounds.If you look carefully, you can actually see that the floating dust in the temple is covered with silver threads thinner than a hair.Accompanied by the rapid intertwining and changing positions of the silver threads, the facial features and figure of the servant have also changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The large servant uniform gradually faded away, revealing a purple taoist robe with a Tai Chi Eight Diagrams pattern on the chest hidden inside. The originally handsome servant's face also turned into a shriveled, yellow and wrinkled old Taoist face.

If other people saw this scene, their hair would stand on end, and they would be too frightened to hold their swords. However, Mu Zhao was naturally brave, and when he saw someone daring to play tricks in front of him, his figure flickered, and he directly slashed his sword. It pierced the Taoist priest's heart.

"This--"

Mu Zhao's pupils shrank, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he took out his sword to take a look. Sure enough, there was no trace of blood on the sword. He stabbed him again, and the result was still the same.

That laughter was like poisonous needles, piercing deeply into the most sensitive and fragile nerves of the young man.

The dark stone prison, the bottomless pool, the instruments of torture soaked in layer after layer of blood, the hissing sound of poisonous snakes, the shackles that cannot be broken free even if the flesh and bones are worn out, those things will only appear. The memory in the nightmare, at this moment, was dug out from the flesh by the roots and ends, a mass of rotten flesh, dripping with stinky blood.

Mu Yun hugged his knees with his hands, his back slightly arched, his fingers clenched the snow robe on his knees, his gaze pierced through the floating dust, and tremblingly stared at the Taoist priest's dead fish eyes, bloodshot eyes gradually emerged.

"boom!"

At this moment, the door of the palace was kicked open without warning!

The second prince, Mu Xiao, stood at the front with his sword in hand, followed by a mighty row of Habayashi soldiers.

"The prince said that there are assassins, so there are assassins. Just the servant, the servant who delivered the medicine!—Eh?? Where is the servant? Where is the servant who delivered the medicine??"

"What's that on the ground? Damn it, the servant?? Not good, the dog assassin must have escaped from the shell and escaped through the window!"

The second prince, who was eager to do meritorious service, didn't bother to take a closer look at the situation in the hall, and turned into a bolt of lightning and jumped out of the window of the bedroom.

Mu Zhao: "..."

The corner of Mu Zhao's mouth twitched fiercely.

Mu Yun raised his head, silently glanced at the huge hole in the window, then silently glanced at Mu Zhao, and then... spread his hands innocently.

Well, the cheap second brother is still effective, for example, with his noisy loud voice, he was pulled back from the edge of the disease to reality.

Mu Yun supported the edge of the bed, exhaled lightly, and once again set his eyes on the shriveled Taoist priest in the purple Taoist robe.

During this gap, the Habayashi Army quickly formed a wall, blocking the dragon bed.