Southwest of the palace, Tingyuxuan.

Prince Wen's residence in the palace.

In the garden, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

When Prince Wen Mu Wenqing came back from Shou'an Palace, a woman in an orange dress immediately stepped forward and put a large cloak on the former's shoulders. With a look of concern on her face, she reminded, "Your Majesty, it's cold outside, please go back to your room.

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"Um."

Mu Wenqing nodded in response and immediately walked towards the room in front.

In the room, the sound of burning charcoal fire crackled, and the two people walked into it one after another.

It is autumn now, and the weather has not completely cooled down. However, most of the rooms in Tingyuxuan are equipped with fire pits.

Because Prince Wen was weak and very afraid of the cold, whenever the weather got a little cooler, a charcoal fire would be lit early in Tingyu Xuanzhong.

"Hibiscus."

Mu Wenqing sat in front of the brazier, warmed his hands, and said, "Please invite the Ninth Princess to come and sit."

When Mu Jin heard this, she looked startled, but quickly recovered and respectfully accepted the order, "Yes."

Then, Hibiscus turned around and left, going to invite someone.

In the room, Mu Wenqing sat quietly in front of the brazier, holding a blue bead in his hand with a thoughtful look on his face.

I do not know how long it has been.

Mu Wenqing came back from his thoughts. Outside the room, Mu Jin also came with the Ninth Princess.

"Uncle Seventh Emperor."

Murong entered the room, bowed Yingying, and said respectfully.

"Rong'er, sit down."

Mu Wenqing looked at his niece in front of him and said with a gentle expression.

"Thank you, uncle."

Murong sat down across the table and whispered, "Is your uncle feeling better?"

"much better."

Mu Wenqing nodded and said, "Rong'er, why didn't you and your mother advise your Fourth Emperor brother to go to the north?"

"By the time we found out the news, it was already too late."

Murong looked slightly gloomy and said, "Moreover, if my brother insists on going, my mother and I will not be able to persuade him to do so even if we try to persuade him."

"His temperament is really stubborn."

Mu Wenqing sighed softly and said, "I heard that the imperial brother has sent a minister from the palace to accompany him. Your fourth emperor brother is not weak at all, so I think everything will be fine."

"hope so."

Murong responded, still feeling a little uneasy, sitting there, not knowing what to say.

Seeing the former's distracted look, Mu Wenqing sighed in his heart again and said, "Hibiscus, send the Ninth Princess back."

Murong came back to his senses, stood up and bowed again, saying, "Uncle Emperor, Rong'er is leaving."

After saying that, Murong turned around and left. It took less than a quarter of an hour from the time he heard Yuxuan to the time he left.

"Prince Wen, you really value love and justice. Even now, you are still in the mood to care about your nephew's safety."

Not long after Murong left, the room was filled with black air, and a black figure walked out and spoke.

"Why, do I need your consent to do anything I do?"

Mu Wenqing didn't even look back and said with an indifferent expression.

"That's not necessary."

The black figure said coldly, "It's just that what you promised to our emperor seems to be approaching the agreed time."

"You haven't delivered what I want."

Mu Wenqing put a piece of charcoal into the brazier and said calmly, "When doing business, you have to pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. I haven't seen the goods I want, how can I pay so quickly?"

"My emperor is already preparing what Prince Wen wants. However, Prince Wen seems to have no intention of getting what our emperor wants." The black figure said with a cold expression.

"Is it difficult to take one life?"

Mu Wenqing continued to put two pieces of charcoal into the brazier and said calmly.

"Prince Wen, since this is a transaction, you must show some sincerity." The black figure said solemnly.

"That's fine."

Mu Wenqing put down the poker in his hand and said, "I will leave the palace for a walk right now."

"Prince Wen, please hurry up, otherwise the emperor will be waiting in a hurry."

The black figure sneered, "There are many people in your human race who want to cooperate with my race, and the prince is not the only one."

Mu Wenqing stood up, stamped his feet, turned back and glanced coldly at the person behind him, and said in a cold tone, "I don't like threats from others, so I won't do it again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Wenqing walked out of the room.

Outside.

Mu Jin, who had just sent the Ninth Princess away, saw the prince leaving the room, quickly stepped forward and asked, "Where is the prince going?"

"Get out of the palace and take a walk."

Mu Wenqing smiled and said, "The guy inside is so anxious that he has to show off no matter what."

After hearing this, Mu Jin immediately understood and said, "I will accompany the prince."

"also."

Mu Wenqing did not refuse and nodded in agreement.

The two left Tingyuxuan and walked all the way outside the palace.

Over the years, Prince Wen rarely left the palace and rarely participated in political affairs due to physical reasons. He could be described as a truly idle prince. He had the name of King Wu but had no real power.

Of course, Prince Wen didn't care either, and he never asked about court affairs.

Outside the palace, on the street, Mu Wenqing looked at the passers-by and said, "Hibiscus, do you know how to get to Li Yuan?"

"West."

Mu Jin replied, "I only know the general direction. You can ask me on the way."

"Right."

Mu Wenqing nodded and walked towards the west of the capital.

About an hour later.

After walking around for a while, the two finally found Li Yuan.

Li Yuan, the inner courtyard, Hongzhu and Huanzhu all looked startled after hearing about the people who came to pay homage to the mansion.

Prince Wen?

Why is this god here?

Among the ten martial kings of the Great Shang, there may be some controversy about who is the most powerful, but when it comes to the person with the most noble status, it must be Prince Wen, a relative of the emperor.

"I'm going to entertain guests."

After Huanzhu realized what he was doing, he immediately walked towards the front yard.

forecourt.

Prince Wen and Mu Jin were led to the main hall by the servants of the mansion.

Huanzhu came up and saluted politely, "I've met Prince Wen."

In the main hall, Mu Wenqing looked up and down at the young man in front of him, and said with a calm expression, "Teacher Li, there is no need to be polite."

He looks pretty good and has a good temperament, just as expected.

The person who gave his imperial brother a headache was not a mediocre person.

"Professor Li, is there a charcoal fire in the mansion? Your Majesty is afraid of the cold."

Hibiscus felt a little cold in the hall and asked.

When Huanzhu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, quickly recovered, nodded and said, "Yes, I will have someone prepare it right now."

Soon, the servants of the mansion brought a brazier and placed it next to Prince Wen.

In the hall, Mu Wenqing stretched out his hand to roast it on the brazier and said softly, "Make Professor Li laugh."

"Your Majesty's words are true."

Huanzhu's eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "I wonder what the purpose of Your Majesty's visit is?"
To be continued...