"Give me the soles of the shoes, you go and lie on the couch." Jun Mobai gave him a cold look and ordered.

Xiao Si obediently walked towards the bed, and while walking, he kept secretly looking at the young master and Miss Muli.

Jun Mobai squatted down, looked at Mu Li's upper, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Li'er still likes hibiscus flowers, and has loved them since he was a child.

He reached out and gently took off her Xie, revealing her white feet. He stroked it and couldn't help but rub it.

Xiao Si took a snatch, what kind of hobby is the young master? What are you doing with holding Miss Mu Li’s feet? Could it be that you still have to kiss me?

Hey, Xiao Si suddenly became disgusted by himself.

No, the young master won't do this, he will be stupid.

After taking another glance, the young master was still stroking the foot, and a smile on his lips.

Just say that the young master can't be so evil. Maybe he looks at Miss Mu Li's feet, hey, the young master must be hungry, and treats Miss Mu Li's feet as pig's hooves. Ha, that must be the case.

Xiao Si thought about it so much, stopped looking at it, quickly got into the brocade quilt, he had to hide in. What if the young master called him again in a while, wouldn’t the chance of Nan Ke Yimeng lying down?

No, pretend to be asleep!

Mu Li woke up, and Jun Mobai had already put the soles of the shoes into her shoes to dress her up.

"What are you doing?" Mu Li said unhappy when he saw him squatting at his feet.

"Li'er, get up and take a few steps to see if you will squeeze your feet?" Jun Mobai stood up and reached out to support her.

Mu Li was stunned for a moment, stood up, and walked a few steps. She felt that she seemed to have grown taller.

The shoes are a little tight, but they are not squeezed.

"Is there any foot squeezing?" Jun Mobai said.

Mu Li did not return to him, but picked up a bronze mirror from the table.

Jun Mo Bai glanced at him, "Xiao Si!" He wished he could pull Xiao Si up and beat him up. Who told him to make his own decision? Where did this broken bronze mirror come from?

How could Mu Li not understand when he looked at himself in the mirror? This is obvious... "The King of War is so powerful. This superb disguise technique is probably to the point of perfection."

Jun Mobai didn't dodge, "I met a master and happened to ask him to make a human skin mask for Xiao Si. By chance, I'll lend it to you."

"So, thank you, the prince, let's go." Mu Libu exposes him, glances at the person on the couch, and calls him.

When the two arrived at the gate of the mansion, Jun Mobai pointed to the carriage in front of him and said, "Go up."

"Xiao Si" said: "Prince, it's appropriate for me to ride a carriage?"

Jun Mobai silently, it seemed inappropriate, "Let's go."

"Xiao Si" was speechless all of a sudden. It was probably impossible to go back and forth to Dali Temple here for an hour.

In a trance, Jun Mobai picked her up, jumped up, flew over the eaves and walked through the wall, and passed through the shadows. In just a moment, the Dali Temple Government Office came into view.

Mu Li was commonplace, but she was not surprised. She followed Jun Mobai obediently, so she naturally had to look like a servant.

There was a yamen runner at the gate of Dali Temple. When he saw the prince of war, he did not dare to stop him and secretly reported to the Lord.

"What, I can't get into this prison cell?" Jun Mobai looked cold and his eyes were in disarray.

"Prince, wait a moment, the yamen runners have already reported to you." The prison head was smiling carefully.

He did not dare to be negligent or let go at will. He felt very distressed, for fear that he would be killed by Prince Zhan with one palm.

"Well, I'm waiting. If it's too long, I can't guarantee that if I'm in a bad mood, I'll demolish your cell in Dali Temple." Jun Mobai said quietly, standing in a daze, carelessly.

The prison head wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, so scared that he didn't dare to say anything.

"Who am I waiting for? Who is my master?" Jun Mobai said again, cold and terrible.

The prisoner didn't dare to look up at him, and he was so scared that he trembled all over.

Who comes out to welcome the Prince Zhan? Alas, there is no need to guess, and it can only be Bu Qingchen and Bu Siqing.

However, he was about to be entangled by Prince An at this moment and could not get rid of himself.

"Who did you say is here? Uncle Ninth Emperor? Hurry up, I will go too." King An was excited and ran to the cell.

He had been here for most of the day, but Bu Qingchen didn't want to let him go into the cell. He never thought that the Ninth Emperor was coming, just right, who dared to stop the Ninth Emperor!

Bu Qingchen did not dare to hesitate and quickly followed.

But Bu Qingchen dared not offend this God of War Prince of the Heavenly Dynasty.

"Mr. Bu has such a great face, I have been waiting for so long." Jun Mobai saw them and spoke coldly.

When the ‘Xiao Si’ saw them, he lowered his head.

"Qingchen didn't know that the prince was here, so please forgive me." Bu Qingchen bowed and bowed very respectfully.

He dared not neglect the prince who exists like a god.

"Can I enter now?" Jun Mobai ignored him and looked at the prison head beside him.

The prison head hurriedly looked at Lord Bu, in a dilemma.

Bu Qingchen waved his hand and signaled him to let go.

King An's cheeks turned red, and the officials in the morning told me whether Bu Qingchen was a little fox. Humph, it was true, or was it just a fox who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

He glanced at the "Xiao Si" behind Jun Mobai. Humph, even the servants around the Nine Emperor were better than him. He went in the prison cell as soon as he said it. He talked about it for more than half a day, but he didn't move.

Clean dust.

As soon as the emperor arrived, he was sent to the prison cell.

"Prince, you servant is going in too?" Bu Qingchen seemed to have just seen the 'Xiao Si', and always felt that this person's eyes were a little familiar, and he couldn't remember when he had seen it.

"I am not allowed to follow me in close proximity. Could it be that Lord Bu wants to serve me personally?" Jun Mobai glanced coldly and mocked.

Bu Qingchen remained silent, paused slightly, and then walked in quickly.

King An is gloating behind him, haha, you Lord Bu is defeated, you deserve it!

"Xiao Si" followed Jun Mobai and remained silent.

"Prince Zhan, which suspect do you want to interrogate?" the prison head carefully and asked.

"I heard that this foster daughter of Feng Mansion dared to poison my nephew. I want to ask who gave her the courage!" Jun Mobai said sternly.

King An's heart trembled suddenly. Is the emperor caring about himself?

Oh my God, I'm so excited and very happy!

"By the way, King An, what are you doing?" Jun Mobai looked at him coldly and said lightly.

"Uncle Nine Emperor, An'er also wants to ask why my concubine poisoned people." King An couldn't figure it out. After thinking for several days, he still wanted to ask in person. But he had no choice but to figure it out.

In Dali Temple, Bu Qingchen did not allow him to come in.

He even told him with a high sound, that it was for his safety.

"Well, since that's the case, An'er, you will ask carefully. I want to see who is so brave to murder the royal descendants!" Jun Mobai was as cold as usual, with his words in his mouth.

The prisoner shivered suddenly, and his whole body shivered.
Chapter completed!