How could the Seventh Princess become so cold-blooded? This is not her, it must be her!

Tiesheng took a deep breath. Because of the severe pain, his head began to be unable to turn. He looked down and pressed his big palm on his abdomen, and the scarlet blood gradually turned black.

The short knife is poisonous!

He was startled and looked at the short knife on the ground. His shocked gaze moved away from the short knife and fell on Murong Qiqi's face. Finally, he realized that he had been deceived.

"Who are you? Why do you look exactly the same as the Seventh Princess?" he asked angrily, but his breath was already in chaos.

"Is it really the same?" The person who spoke was naturally not Qiqi. Qiqi had already set off with the team of the Nanwang Mansion two days ago, left the imperial city and rushed to Nanmu Kingdom.

Now the one standing in front of him was Chenxiang, but Tiesheng knew nothing about Chenxiang.

The smile on the corner of Chenxiang's lips became more and more unrestrained. Because she was smiling indulgently, there was a slight crack on her skin on her face.

Tie Sheng was stunned and saw a little tiny crack that began to spread from the corner of her lips.

Until the entire face had a tiny gap, Chenxiang was startled and quickly picked up the mirror in front of the dressing table. When he saw his face in the mirror, his face suddenly changed drastically.

She held her face in her hands and exclaimed: "Here is an assassin, someone comes..."

She was in a hurry to go back and replenish her blood. If she stopped nourishing her face with poisonous blood, it would be completely cracked.

Hearing Chenxiang's call, the shadow guard lurking in the yard suddenly became motionless.

Tiesheng's heart tightened, trying to catch the fake Seventh Princess, but the footsteps were getting closer and closer. He gritted his teeth and took a breath. His figure shook and escaped straight through the window.

When the Shadow Guard broke in, others had disappeared under the night sky outside. Chenxiang still held his face, pointed his other hand at the window, and said anxiously: "He escaped from here. He was poisoned and seriously injured. He didn't walk far. Hurry him back soon. If he disobeys, he will kill him."

"Yes." The group of black-clothed shadow guards responded respectfully, then hurriedly crossed the window and chased after them.

He didn't dare to keep the agarwood for too long. He picked up the scarf beside him and hurriedly returned to Sulan Pavilion next door.

After Tiesheng left Wuchen Pavilion and escaped from Huaning Garden, he was worried about not knowing where to go, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed and he thought that there was another place to go here.

It was just that I had just experienced this cold and cold scene of Murong Qiqi. Now that I go to her clinic, I don’t know if her people will treat him like this, but at this time he had no idea.

As early as the Mu family's convoy left and the young master decided to do this last thing and no longer do anything for the royal family of Yue Kingdom. The young master had already transferred all the dead soldiers left in the imperial city out of the city and ordered them to return to the border city after the matter was over.

Now there is no one from them in the imperial city. Here, he only knows Murong Qiqi, but the pursuers behind him will arrive soon. He doesn't know if he still has the strength to support the clinic.

Walking along this path, the blood on the ground became clearer and clearer. Although his consciousness became weaker, he knew that he would not attract the attention of these people when he went to the clinic tonight.

Finally, he took a deep breath, jumped up from the ground, quickly jumped to the roof, tore off the material on his body and tied it hard between his abdomen, and then used all his true energy to use the most powerful light skills in his life, quickly passed through the roof and headed towards the clinic.

Da Yuer happened to be in the clinic and had not left yet. She didn't expect that when she was about to go out, the door suddenly became pushed open with a "bang". A man rushed in from outside. As soon as he took a step, he pierced his head on the ground.

Da Yu'er was startled and saw that the black blood on the man's body continued to overflow, and his whole face had turned into black. After the man came here, he breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes and fainted.

Even so, Da Yu'er could still recognize that this person was the subordinate of the immortal doctor Mr. Mu. She looked outside and saw no pursuers. She hurriedly closed the door and dragged him to the small bed in the inner hall...

...That night, the cold was inexplicably heavy, and Qiuhan came earlier than expected. On such a night, everyone couldn't help but wear an extra robe to prevent the cold from entering.

But under the pavilion in the backyard of a courtyard in the border town of Dongchu, the man sitting in front of the guqin with his ten fingers beating on the strings was still wearing thin plain clothes.

The autumn wind blew on him, brushing his clothes, and people were still so vast, but the light in his eyes was even more rare than before.

Mu Ruhua has been confined to her room the past two days. Except for not being allowed to contact Mu Chu, she can't even step out of the room. She may be able to disobey her orders, after all, the martial arts of the people who guard her are not as good as hers.

However, that was the order given by Mu Ruyun. If she dared not to obey, the person who was punished must be the people she cared about, perhaps Qinglian, who had followed her for many years, or perhaps Mr. Mu who she once wanted to take him away.

But no matter what, Mu Ruhua knew very well that if she dared to disobey the third sister's orders, someone would continue to suffer.

At this moment, Mu Ruhua was locked in the door, and Mu Ruyun was sitting under the pavilion, looking at the stunning man playing the piano on the stone chair.

In the past few days, whenever she has nothing to do at night, she will let Mu Chu play the piano in front of her. She likes the extraordinary fairy posture when he plays the piano, but the sound of the piano is becoming less and less emotional, and the world in the piano is completely blank.

Since he followed Mu Ruhua that night to escape from his control, and she activated the poison to make him suffer a pain of flesh-loving pain, his eyes became more confused than before, his voice was colder than before, and he gave a feeling that he would disappear at any time.

She didn't know why she had such an illusion. She was clearly in front of her, but she was like a mirror, water and moon, and like quicksand, as if she would easily slip away from her fingertips.

She didn't like this feeling, and even used the method of urging the poison to make him show a look different from calm, but every time he could only faint from pain, and he continued to do so after waking up. Apart from this, it would be useless.

Finally she stood up and approached him, and the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end the moment she stood up.

Mu Chu also stood up, without retreating or meeting her, but stood quietly, like a sculpture, completely without any soul.

"What do you want?" Mu Ruyun came to him and looked up at him who was a head taller than him. His patience had been exhausted in confrontations again and again.

Mu Chu didn't say anything, but just looked at her indifferently. It was this indifference that made Mu Ruyun get more and more crazy and unable to bear it.

She suddenly buckled his wrist and said angrily: "If you want to continue to protest silently against me in this way, I will tell you in my way that your resistance has no meaning to me at all."

After saying that, he dragged him into the bedroom.

Mu Chu still didn't hum and let her pull herself back into the room.

The door was closed with a "bang" behind them. Mu Ruyun still pulled his wrist hard, pulled him directly into the inner hall, then raised him casually and pushed him onto the bed.

Mu Chu sat up and looked at her quietly.

Mu Ruyun's patience has been completely worn out. Now that he saw him like this, he was so stuffy that he was stuck in his chest and had nowhere to vent.

She reached out and landed on his collar, and was about to pull his clothes away, but Mu Chu's big palm held her wrist at this time and pushed it hard.

He resisted, and he still wanted to reject her! Mu Ruyun smiled coldly, withdrew her hands, looked at him with a sense of displeasure, his voice was covered with: "Do you think you can really refuse?"

Mu Chu didn't say anything. After she let go, he sat quietly by the bed, still maintaining the movements he had just done, neither happy nor angry, and there was no turbulence in his eyes, like two pools of stagnant water.

"Mu Chu, what are you thinking in your heart? You obviously have your own consciousness, why do you act like a puppet without souls at all?" Mu Ruyun stared at him, his eyes gradually getting colder: "I did not control you with the poison of the poison, and did not let you become a slave of the Gu. You shouldn't be like this!"

But he still didn't speak, and sat so quietly, without any action at all.

Such an isolated side was once extremely charming, but now it makes Mu Ruyun feel more annoyed the more she sees. She likes him, but if he continues to resist himself deliberately, don't blame her for being too cruel.

"Smile to me." She stepped over again, her long fingers fell on his chin, and curled his face: "I want you to laugh, let's smile to me now!"

His eyes shook slightly, but soon recovered like two pools of stagnant water. He just raised his eyes to look at the woman standing in front of him, with no strange expression on his face or in his eyes.

"I want you to laugh!" She gritted her teeth and pinched his chin hard. The gentleness in her eyes had long disappeared, and the rest was full of the coldness of the people: "Mu Chu, stop challenging my patience, smile to me, and smile now!"

He still did nothing and was still looking at her quietly.

The suffocation in Mu Ruyun's chest became stronger and stronger. Suddenly, he waved his hand and pushed him away. The piccolo had fallen into her hand in a blink of an eye: "I want you to laugh, you either smile to me now, or you are waiting to accept the pain of the jewel gnawing."

Mu Chu was still sitting quietly. This time she was not willing to even look at her. She didn't know where the eyes were, and she had no intersection at all. She was in a daze and didn't know what she was thinking.

Mu Ruyun was really angry with him. The piccolo was leaning against his lips, and the sharp and rapid flute sound suddenly rang out.

Mu Chu's face, which was originally calm and unpredictable, suddenly became tense, his facial features were entangled, and not long after, his big palm fell on his chest and held it hard, and his tall body gradually trembled.

His body trembled more and more violently. Finally, he groaned, turned off the bed, and fell to the ground. (To be continued)
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