The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines into the North Hall, passing through the light blue curtain and covering the sky blue auspicious cloud brocade quilt like a soft gauze, waking up the middle-aged man on the bed.

His cold eyes slowly opened, he lifted the quilt and sat up, brushing open the curtain with his slender fingers.

The sun shone on his elegant face, and his indifferent expression finally changed. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his smile gradually rose.

"Master, are you awake?"

A slightly hoarse female voice sounded from the door curtain, and the smile that had just appeared disappeared instantly.

"Um."

There was an indifferent response from the inner room, and the door curtain was opened, and a young woman wearing a crimson dress came in carrying a hot water towel.

Mu Shui skillfully helped King Chu wash, dress, and comb his hair, his eyes focused and he never looked around.

Seeing Mu Shui like this, King Chu's annoyance at being disturbed disappeared instantly.

"Master, which hairpin are you wearing today?" Mu Shui put down the rosewood comb after combing King Chu's hair into a bun.

King Chu glanced at the imperial calendar placed on the desk, and then took out a green sandalwood box from the hidden compartment of the dressing table.

Seeing King Chu's actions, Mu Shui quickly lowered his head.

"Let's use this one from now on."

Mu Shui raised his head, and what came into view was not a precious hairpin, nor the jade hairpin favored by King Chu, but a seemingly ordinary peach wood hairpin.

"Um?"

King Chu's deep and angry voice sounded.

Mu Shui immediately put away the surprise on his face, respectfully took the peach wood hairpin and inserted it into King Chu's bun. Then he stood aside and looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

Facing the cold face in the bronze mirror, King Chu raised his hand and stroked the peach wood hairpin on his bun, his eyes gradually becoming gentle.

Pictures of the past appeared in front of his eyes. The fairy-like woman was tugging on his sleeves, looking up at his face non-stop: "Who said you are a murderer without blood? This smile is quite friendly.

Yes.

"You should smile more from now on, so they won't be afraid of you."

His smile froze and he asked nonchalantly: "Are you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid when you smile." The woman tugged on his sleeve and shook it: "Smile again, your smile is very warm..."

King Chu in front of the mirror unconsciously curved his lips, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

There were footsteps outside. Just as Mu Shui wanted to remind King Chu, he saw the smile in the mirror and was stunned for a moment.

The master is laughing?

It turns out that the master can also laugh...

"Master, it's time to eat." A rough voice came from the outer room.

Mu Shui quickly lowered his head.

King Chu woke up from his memories, turned his wheelchair and went to the outer room.

Mu Shui hurriedly pushed the wheelchair.

"After combing your hair, go outside and wait." King Chu rubbed the handrail and ordered calmly.

"Yes." Mu Shui clenched the handle tightly, still unable to stop his hands from shaking.

Feeling the slipperiness in her palms, she quickly let go of the handle, wiped it on her skirt a few times, and then pushed the wheelchair out.

Is the master angry?

Mu Shui was very nervous and did not dare to make any more mistakes. After carefully pushing the wheelchair to the dining room, he silently laid out the food.

"I'll do it, you stand down." Mu Yun took the ginseng soup from Mu Shui's hand and placed it on the special lotus table.

King Chu was a little surprised when he saw Mu Yun: "Why are you here?"

"Something happened in the South Palace last night..." This was all Mu Shui heard when he left.

Although Mu Shui was very curious, she didn't dare to stay or eavesdrop.

In the eyes of outsiders, King Chu is gentle and elegant, indifferent to fame and wealth, and is willing to stay in Yunxuan Temple. In fact, King Chu has many rules. If anyone breaks his rules, he will never be lenient.

Mu Shui stood quietly outside the door, and the vague sounds in the room could no longer arouse her interest.

"...This Cui Hengyue is indeed a little lunatic as they said. He almost got my subordinate Yun Chen into it last night. His mother is a lunatic, and his daughter is also a lunatic. He is really pitiful." Mu Yun sighed.

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King Chu put down his spoon and pushed away the porridge he had only eaten for two or three mouthfuls. "Wang is not crazy, and Cui Hengyue is not crazy either."

Mu Yun reached out and placed the lotus cake on the outside in front of the King of Chu, and retorted: "If Mrs. Wang was not a madman, how could she treat her daughter as a son and call her 'Da Lang' every day?"

The King of Chu ate the cake silently, as he also wanted to know about this matter.

Unfortunately, Wang is already dead. If he wants to know the truth, he can only attack Cui Hengyue.

"Master, what should I do with Cui Hengyue?" Seeing that King Chu had finished eating, Mu Yun handed over the tea cup.

After King Chu rinsed his mouth, he wiped his mouth with the brocade handkerchief, then put his hand into the basin brought by Mu Yun, washed it, took the handkerchief and wiped it dry.

"How are her injuries?"

Mu Yun replied: "Yunchen asked Master Mingjue to look at her this morning. The injury on her head is not serious. It can be cured after three to five days of rest."

"What master? That's a young military doctor under my command." King Chu corrected his mistake.

Mu Yun quickly said with a smile: "Yes, yes, he is a little military doctor. Look at my brain, I am also screaming like those ignorant believers."

King Chu was silent: "Since her injury is not serious, she will be sent back to the Ksitigarbha Pavilion."

"Master, that little girl can't think about it because she misses her dead mother. Why don't we let her live in the North Cave where Wang lived before her death? Maybe then she won't commit suicide."

"You can take care of this little thing yourself."

"Then...it's still the original rule, you can't come out after entering the cave?"

"No, she is allowed to come and go as she pleases."

"But the two people who assassinated her have not been found yet. They are two masters."

"That's her business."

Mu Yun's expression froze, his master... seemed to have changed.

He raised his eyes to look at King Chu, his expression was indifferent, as if he was indifferent to everything, his clothes remained the same, his hair...no, the hairpin was changed.

Peach wood hairpin?

This is......

Seeing King Chu looking over, Mu Yun quickly lowered his head to hide the shock in his eyes.

By the way, today is that person's death anniversary...

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Seeing Mu Yun come out, Mu Shui turned around and wanted to go in and clear the dining table.

"Go back later, the master is thinking about something." Mu Yun stopped her.

Mu Shui paused, then returned to his original position and looked at the mountains in the distance.

The mountains that can be seen as far as the eye can see are particularly green after being washed by the rain for days. Under the sunshine, they seem to be covered with a golden coat, dancing among the clouds.

"Master is in a bad mood today. If nothing happens, don't appear in front of him." Mu Yun suddenly said.

Mu Shui was startled, thinking of her master's new hairpin and what he said to her in the bedroom, and she seemed to understand something in her heart.

"Thank you."

Mu Yun turned to look at Mu Shui and curled his lips: "Mu Feng is right, after staying with the master for a long time, he even talked a lot less.

"I remember that when you first came to Master's side, you were a very noisy little girl. You kept chattering with the rest of us. I didn't expect that now, you don't want to say another word."

Mu Shui was stunned. Is she so reluctant to speak now?

The next moment, she returned to her indifferent expression: "Master Xi Jing."

There are two more words than before.

Mu Yun sighed in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "Come to our south hall more often when you have time, don't stay in the north hall all the time."

The North Hall is too quiet, especially the Shenyin Palace on the third floor, unlike the South Hall, which is so lively that it gives people a headache.

"Yeah." Mu Shui responded softly.

"By the way, can you lend me a maid?" Mu Yun took the initiative to explain: "Last night in our South Hall, a little girl jumped off a cliff out of sheer imagination. Fortunately, Yun Chen found her in time and saved her.

"I want to send someone to follow her to prevent her from committing suicide again."

Mu Shui thought for a while: "I will ask them to go to the South Hall to find you later."

they?

Those are the two maids, they are so thoughtful.
To be continued...