The news that Uncle Nine Emperors was returning to Beijing had been circulating for more than a month, but he was still nowhere to be seen.

But coincidentally, on the day King An married his concubine, Uncle Nine Emperors came to Beijing.

Although Emperor Renzong of the Celestial Dynasty was not happy, he still sent people to greet him.

The third prince was away, the sixth prince was getting married, and the other princes were not suitable, so they had to arrange for the eldest princes, King Li and Jun Liyan.

Amidst the endless calls, Uncle Nine Emperors appeared in front of everyone riding a horse.

Countless men's eyes gleamed, that was the God of War they worshiped.

The wealthy families on the street were even more crowded, eager to jump on the horse and ride with the people on the horse.

Even the girls in the Chun Tower were waving brocade handkerchiefs, their slender waists and limbs were twisting, and their movements were full of ecstasy.

From time to time, the crowd burst out shouting, "Nine Emperors Uncle, Nine Emperors Uncle is mighty,..."

The man on the horse was unmoved. He was dressed in mysterious clothes, and the silver half-covered face made him look even more cold and demonic.

Everyone only dared to watch from a distance, but did not dare to step forward easily.

Xiaosi looked at everyone coldly, feeling quite proud that the young master indeed had such charm.

Looking at all this, King Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He and Uncle Nine Emperors were of the same age. In addition to envy and jealousy, their hatred was getting stronger.

Over there, Prince An came to greet his concubine, then changed into casual clothes and went out. The bride was waiting around in the room and almost fainted from hunger.

Today is the day when Uncle Nine Emperors returns to Beijing. King An has admired him since he was a child, so of course he wants to go. Even getting married cannot stop him from welcoming Uncle Nine Emperors.

Of course, the emperor, queen, and Concubine Rong in the palace didn't know everything about Prince An's palace. When Prince An married his concubine, there were many guests, but not many. After all, they were concubines, so they paid less attention to them.

Grand Master Feng did not deliberately marry a concubine, and marry King An as a concubine. She was already a high-ranking person, so she naturally wanted to keep a low profile, so she simply arranged a few tables to entertain her relatives.

Prince An did not treat the Feng family badly. He treated the Feng family with the same etiquette as other princes marrying their concubines. They did not favor one over the other. Master Feng was quite satisfied.

…

"Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang, here." King An went onto the street, jumped up and shouted to the people on the horse. His face was red, and it was obvious that he came in a hurry.

The person on the horse looked this way, with the silver mask moving slightly, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

King An was stunned, and Uncle Nine Emperors smiled to himself.

In his memory from childhood, Uncle Nine Emperors rarely smiled and always had a cold look. This time, Uncle Emperor wore the silver half-mask. Could it be that Uncle Emperor's face was injured?

Mu Li stood not far behind King An, looking at the man on the horse, and with a cold glance, it turned out that he was Uncle Nine Emperors.

The procession was huge and the people on the horse gradually walked away. Mu Li turned around and returned to the wine shop.

…

That night, someone came to the wine shop again.

He didn't dodge, but knocked on the door.

Mu Li heard the sound, hesitated for a moment, and then opened the door, but saw no one.

She closed the door and turned around to go back to the house, and saw someone sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, like an old man.

No need to guess, she also knows who it is, wearing mysterious clothes and a cold mask, who else can it be!

"Jun Mobai, good job!" Mu Li said coldly, gritting his teeth.

"Li'er, we haven't seen each other for a day, shouldn't we be like this?" Jun Mobai raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of humor.

Mu Li became cold and said, "Tell me, the purpose!" She drew out her dagger and pointed it at him.

"Li'er, put it away, don't be like this, this sword has no eyes, I am afraid of it." Jun Mobai smiled, losing the coldness of the day.

However, his smile was not gentle, especially his half-masked face. It looked uncoordinated and even a little weird.

"How can Uncle Nine Emperors, the god of war who is feared by everyone, still be afraid?" Mu Li approached with the dagger he was holding, and put his backhand against his Adam's apple.

"Li'er, be gentle, this king will be speechless after this sword strike." Jun Mobai was still laughing.

Even though he looks ugly, he can't help being in a good mood, and he can still laugh.

"If you don't say anything, then I have to shut you up!" Mu Li said and actually moved his dagger.

In an instant, blood flowed down Jun Mobai's neck.

Jun Mobai hugged her and trapped her, unable to move.

"Li'er, listen, my king's blood should be reserved for killing enemies." After Jun Mobai finished speaking, he fainted.

Mu Li was dumbfounded and stayed there for a long time before pushing him away and looking at his flowing blood, he was stunned for a while.

She raised her hand and placed her wrist on his neck involuntarily. Soon, the bracelet was filled with blood and the sword edge disappeared.

Mu Li looked at Jun Mobai, staring at his silver-white mask. Without moving his mind, he still reached out his hand to open it, but unexpectedly, the sleeping person suddenly woke up and was looking at her.

She panicked and quickly retracted her hand.

"Don't look at it, it's very ugly. I'm afraid it will scare Li'er." Jun Mobai took her hand and said softly.

Mu Li was stunned for a moment and stood silent.

"You always come here, is it because of this bracelet?" Mu Li really couldn't think of the reason. After thinking for a long time, he came up with this reason.

Jun Mobai was amused and simply agreed with her, "Li'er said yes, so be it."

"But I have carried this bracelet since I was a child and have never left it. You have also seen it. I can't take it off or break it. How can I give it to you?" Mu Li was a little confused and a little angry.

"No, Li'er can just take it with you." Jun Mobai didn't want the bracelet. There was no reason to take back what he had given away.

"Don't call me Li'er, my name is Li Feng, and I am the owner of this wine shop." Mu Li calmed down and said coldly.

"Li Feng, Feng Muli, Feng Muli, Li'er have always been very smart." Jun Mobai smiled again.

The more you smile, the masked face becomes more pleasing to the eye.

"How long have you known me?" Mu Li asked him.

"Master Feng's legitimate daughter, Feng Muli. If you don't recognize her, I will certainly recognize her." Jun Mobai continued to tease her, hoping to get Li'er to talk to him more.

"Feng Muli was burned to death. The prince hasn't returned to the capital for a long time, so I'm afraid he doesn't know yet!" Muli looked at him coldly, his eyes were cold, and he seemed to regard death as home.

"Li'er," Jun Mobai's heart clenched and it hurt a little.

Mu Li didn't want to talk anymore.

Jun Mobai stood up, "Li'er, don't be afraid, I won't let anyone hurt you again."

What he said before leaving echoed in Mu Li's ears, and he felt inexplicably familiar. Mu Li didn't dare to think about it deeply, and it gave him a headache just thinking about it.

She shook the bracelet on her left wrist, feeling inexplicably relieved.

The night was very quiet, and Mu Li fell asleep.

…

"Fire, fire, master, save me, put out the fire quickly."

"Li'er, don't be afraid. It's okay. The fire has burned the barren mountains. Go to sleep. Just get some sleep and you'll be fine. Everything will pass."

The man in white was holding Mu Li and lying on the rocks in the mountain stream, in a trance.

Everything will eventually end and start again.

It's just that he had wronged his Li'er.
Chapter completed!