Chapter 80: A question every day, has it rebelled? (27)

He tried desperately to suppress the sourness that was bubbling in his heart.

Little did he know that Yan Chumiao had discovered his existence long ago.

Her eyes looked over, and her thorough eyes directly met Mu Rong's resentful and sad gaze like an abandoned woman.

When his eyes suddenly met, Mu Rong felt a little guilty.

But he quickly forced himself to be justified.

I’m afraid of, what are you afraid of? What’s there to be afraid of!

"What are you doing when you hide there secretly?" the little princess spoke.

The prime minister's eyes also looked over.

Mu Rong's body froze slightly, and his heart was even more faint.

But he was so stable on the surface, and he walked out very directly.

"I came to find the little princess because I had something important."

Mu Rong did not go to see the prime minister anymore. He looked at the little princess lying and was not blushing.

Qin Shilin looked at Mu Rong with his eyes.

For some reason, he always felt that this man had deep malice towards him.

But he didn't think too much, just thought that Xia Qingshu offended him.

The purpose of his visit here has been achieved, and he feels that there is no need for him to stay.

So he stood up and bowed to Yan Chumiao.

"Your Highness the Princess has something important to you, so I will not disturb you and say goodbye first."

Yan Chumiao nodded slightly, and he turned around and left directly.

Mu Rong watched him leave, then withdrew his gaze, and found a place to sit down.

Naturally, he couldn't go to the hot spot where Qin Shilin had just sat.

Instead, I chose a place closer to the little princess.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" Yan Chumiao asked.

She didn't expect this guy to be really fine.

Mu Rong is indeed the case.

He supported one hand on the stone table, supported his chin, and felt a little lazy.

His eyes were staring at Yan Chumiao, his eyes were narrow and there was a little scarlet color at the ends of his eyes, and he now looked like a monster again.

The words he spoke were lazy and deliberately lowered a little bit. He heard it numb and only burped into the heart.

"I'm really thinking about the little princess, so I can't help but come."

Yan Chu glanced at him.

"So you came over the wall."

Mu Rong unconsciously touched the tip of his nose, and his voice was inconvenient and guilty.

He muttered quietly.

"How else can I come in besides climbing over the wall?"

Yan Chumiao didn't speak, so he changed the topic on his own.

"What's going on with Xia Qingshu? He looks like you." He asked, and he always felt that this sentence was strange after saying it.

Thinking about it carefully, the more you think about it, the more you feel, the more you feel.

But Yan Chumiao nodded and admitted.

“It’s true.”

Mu Rong seemed to be able to hear the sound of jealousy in his heart.

The raised eyes also drooped down, a little bit nagging.

"What about me..." The three words full of resentment.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Chumiao asked back.

Mu Rong stroked his chin with one hand very seriously.

"I thought about it carefully. I am not inferior to him in terms of ability. In terms of appearance, the little princess can ask someone for any questions. I am far better than him. If I have the opportunity in terms of knowledge, I can go and compete with him. In terms of character, there are already two in his backyard, one in the open room and the other in the side room."

He was a little excited when he said this, with a full sense of show-off.

"My backyard is clean, let alone the concubine's wife, I didn't see a single woman in the entire general's mansion."

"Little princess, why not consider him? You might as well look at me. Are you okay? As long as you are willing, I will pack it for you. I can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. I can say that I can beat you, I can resist beatings, I can be scolded, I can be strong and tight, how about it, I think about it..."

When he said the last word, he deliberately elongated the ending, as if he was acting coquettish, and with a one or two points of seductive meaning.

Yan Chumiao listened to him silently, and finally asked a question that hit his soul in a very calm manner.

"Can you beat me?"

Mu Rong, Mu Rong felt that he could die...

He, he can't beat...

He was instantly relieved.

Leaning on the stone table makes you look even more wilted.

After a while, I held on to a little bit of strength and asked persistently.

"Does that mean if I win, we can be together?"

"You can give it a try." Yan Chumiao smiled slightly, and his tone was faintly soft.

"If I win, I don't mind thinking about it, if I lose..."

The words paused slightly, and the corners of her lips raised a little, with a bit of arrogance.

"I don't like the weak."

Mu Rong, who feels that he is defined as a weak person: "..."

He felt that he could still struggle to death.

"Let's discuss it, let's ask the little princess to put some water."

Although this sentence is very shameless.

He doesn’t have a wife alone. Why do you want face? How much money is face worth? Can face bring him a wife?

cannot!

So he refused to do so.

"Put some water?" the little princess thought about it carefully and then said.

"Then let you have three moves, can you do it?"

"OK!"

Mu Rong instantly felt like he was resurrected with full blood.

...

However, the final facts proved that he was really too naive.

No, he can't do it!

/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

At the end, he dragged his heavy steps, his eyes filled with empty and numbness and left the princess's mansion.

He is going to heal his wounded little soul.

Huh huh huh huh...

—

Losing means losing, but this does not hinder Mu Rong's behavior of overtaking the next few days.

He always comes quietly and leaves quietly.

No one knows except Yan Chumiao.

—

General Zhennan sneaked into the capital and immediately went to the general's mansion.

Mu Rong happened to go to Yan Chumiao's place. The confidant in the mansion couldn't tell anything, so he could only wait with General Zhennan.

When the dusk set, they finally waited for Mu Rong, who was smiling on his face, just like walking with the wind.
To be continued...