After leaving Fanlou, Zhao Mujin looked back at the brightly lit corrugated railings under the setting sun, and the whole piece was cold.

The "good" emperor brother who talks about his sister on weekdays, when taking into account his own power and face, the first thing he thinks about is not to safeguard his sister's dignity, but to choose to sacrifice.

Such a coldness really made Zhao Mujin sweat profusely. The so-called "long-term" heart is seen, today I'm asking for advice...

But it would not work to make me Zhao Mujin obediently. Since I can't resist, I will fight myself.

Someone's figure appeared in Zhao Mujin's mind. There was no one worthy of her trust now. The good brother of the past even used to bet on her, and he was helpless. Instead, the stranger gave her the courage to fight.

In Bianjing City, it is difficult to find someone to say it is difficult. The most important thing is that Yun Yi and Yang Zhi and others are obviously in the same group.

Yang Zhi is the head of the Cuju team in Tianshuixiang, so let’s go to Tianshuixiang to find it first.

Although it was almost dark at this time, Zhao Mujin was still driving south, with the magnificent imperial palace gate behind her, in her eyes, there was only a bottomless abyss behind the door.

Half an hour later, the phoenix and phoenix stopped at the door of the Peach Blossom House.

Zhao Mujin saw Yang Zhi and others laughing and leaving through the curtains.

The guard driving was talking and laughing with the old man he knew. At this moment, the old man suddenly shouted: "Brother Yi, there is a noble man looking for you!"

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The night is low, and two flying phoenix lamp posts stand under the peach blossom tree, emitting bright orange lights.

Zhao Mujin sat upright at the stone table and looked around, observing the layout of the courtyard in a vague way. The simple but not simple style utensils surprised her from time to time.

Yun Yi walked out of the kitchen, holding a plate of lit mosquito coils in his hand, nodded at Zhao Mujin with a smile, and then put the mosquito coils on a net rack... In the air, green smoke filled the air, and the faint fragrance of bitter chrysanthemum dispelled the mosquitoes that were extinguishing the fire.

"Young Master Yang..."

"My surname is Yun."

"Well, sorry, Mr. Yun."

"Yeah, you said."

Yun Yi sat opposite the stone table with a calm expression, and did not particularly respect her because of her identity as Princess Zhao Mujin.

A nanny next to her frowned slightly and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Zhao Mujin. The nanny opened her mouth and said nothing in the end. She just glanced at Yun Yi with a meaningful look, and then continued to stand aside with her eyebrows down and wait.

Yun Yi saw it and smiled and said to Zhao Mujin: "Miss Zhao is here to visit this time, probably not to popularize royal etiquette."

Zhao Mujin was stunned when she heard this, then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, saying, "Please forgive me, Mr. Yun."

"..." After half a stick of incense stick.

Yun Yi frowned and said, "Miss Zhao looks up to Yun. Just talking about Cuju, I'm afraid no one in the world is more proficient than Duan Wang."

Zhao Mujin pursed her lower lip tightly, and her plump lip color reflected a few strands of weak pale under the light.

"I don't believe him!" Zhao Mujin responded word by word.

Yun Yi's expression tightened and he picked up the teacup at the right time, giving Zhao Mujin enough time to relieve his emotions.

It is no wonder that the princess of the Song Dynasty was used by her brother as a tool to bet with others. No matter who it is, she would definitely feel disgusted. Moreover, Zhao Mujin is a woman with independent thoughts, so it is even more unacceptable.

Yun Yi felt a little sympathy in his heart. After thinking about it carefully, King Duan Zhao Ji should not have the possibility of losing. Yelu Yanxi just wanted to give King Duan an ugly look. It is unknown whether there may be political struggles behind this.

"It is inevitable to win. The strength of Cuju in the Song Dynasty was not something that only Man Liao could fight. With the home advantage, the possibility of losing is not high..."

While drinking tea, Yun Yi told Zhao Mujin his analysis.

After hearing this, Zhao Mujin's face, which was originally pale, finally became a little rosy. She looked back to her former state of beauty and lust. Her phoenix eyes looked at Yun Yi with radiance.

Confidence is contagious. In Zhao Mujin's opinion, Yun Yi's analysis has reached the key point, which has relieved her tense mind.

"And in my opinion, this bet has nothing to do with you. I guess you are just caught in the attack..."

"Lying, lying in a gun?" Zhao Mujin asked with a cute look on her face and biting her red lips, "What does it mean?"

Yun Yi took a sip of tea and analyzed: "Maybe you just happened to appear next to King Duan. In fact, if it weren't for you, but another woman, Yelu Yanxi would have said the same thing."

What happened to Zhao Mujin, and her head frowned slightly: "Mr. Yun means that Yelu Yanxi is deliberately targeting Brother Duan... His Highness Duan today?"

Thinking of Zhao Ji's unrighteous actions, Zhao Mujin changed her name directly, and her brother would not be able to call him out in the future.

Yun Yi glanced at her and said with a smile: "This is just my preliminary judgment. It cannot be true. However, if you want to know if this is true, I suggest you send someone to follow Yelu Yanxi, and maybe you can see the person behind the scenes who really embarrass King Duan."

"The person behind the scenes?" Zhao Mujin Xiuquan grabbed the skirt tightly, and had a bad premonition in her heart.

Yun Yi didn't know what she was thinking, and nodded and said, "As the Liao envoy, Yelu Yanxi would not foolishly joking a prince for no reason. Someone must have reached some kind of contract with him... Well, it's almost like that. No matter how deep the topic is, I can't talk about it randomly."

"I understand, thank you Mr. Yun."

Zhao Mujin already had an answer in her heart, but when she thought of the possible result, the rosy on her face instantly turned pale again.

Seeing this, Yun Yi glanced at the girl's beautiful face thoughtfully and shook his head helplessly.

After a while of silence, Zhao Mujin ordered to the gate of the courtyard without giving up: "Tong Liu, I will give you a stick of incense. I need to know whether King Jian... went to Fanlou in the afternoon... and, now, I am with 'who'!"

The girl almost gritted her teeth and said the last few words, and the desolate look in her eyes could no longer be concealed.

"Receive the order!" A response came from outside the gate of the courtyard, extremely powerful.

Yun Yi raised his eyebrows and became alert in his heart. He hadn't seen anything from Liu Dutong just now. Only an old coachman and a nanny next to him came with Zhao Mujin.

It seems that there are many people who are not easy to mess with in the Song Dynasty. Yun Yi shook his head with a smile.

This scene happened to be seen by Zhao Mujin. The girl frowned slightly, her eyebrows frowned, and asked carefully: "Does Mr. Yun think there is something wrong with this move in this palace?"

Yun Yi was stunned for a moment, and said with a calm smile: "There is nothing wrong, but sometimes ignorance is a blessing. Knowing too much will make you unhappy. Isn't this arguing with me?"

"Yeah?"
Chapter completed!