She deliberately raised her voice when speaking, and her eyes inadvertently swept over Mu Zili's perfect face and landed on Sima Luocheng.
Hearing this, a smile finally appeared on Mu Zili's lips, he cupped his fists towards Sima Luocheng and said, "Don't blame me, Your Majesty. Meng'er and I grew up in Penglai, and we really don't understand the ways of the world, let alone those who govern the country.
That's the way to go. What Meng'er and I just said was mostly based on Long Hai's nonsense. As for the marriage between the king and the princess, it is a happy event, so there is no need to worry about it."
"This..." Sima Luocheng shook his head softly and sighed, the loneliness in his eyes happened to be seen by Ximeng.
But she just pretended not to see anything, walked to the table, grabbed the tea cup in front of Mu Zili, raised her head and took a sip of water, raised her hand to wipe the water stains from her lips, and secretly winked at Mu Zili.
Then I heard a burst of footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door, and a deep male voice said: "Mr. Mu, Miss Meng, if you have something important to do, please hurry up and gather at Wanbao Pavilion in the city."
Xi Meng hurriedly rushed to the people outside the door and said: "I understand, we will come right away. You should go and inform your young master first."
"Yes!" The footsteps outside the house gradually faded away. Inside the house, Mu Zili and Shi Meng looked towards Sima Luo City at the same time, their eyes filled with apologies.
"You two have something to do, Luo Cheng will take his leave now!" Sima Luo Cheng looked at the two of them, the smile on his face was a little forced, but looking at their postures now, it was clear that they were seeing off guests, so there was no reason why he would not leave any longer.
.
When he reached the door, he turned around and asked, "Can you two wait until my wedding to the Ice Princess is over before leaving?"
He really had no choice but to hold on to a vague hope. Based on his usual understanding of Simeng, she might be willing to see this rare event in the world before leaving.
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, he saw a flicker of expectation flash in Shi Meng's eyes, but then he heard Mu Zi salute: "Thank you for your kindness! Unfortunately, Master has repeatedly urged me to go back to the mountain to practice, and my junior sister and I really don't dare.
I have disobeyed my master. Please return my favor to Shanghai Han!"
Sima Luocheng then smiled lightly and expressed his understanding. With a "squeak", the door was opened, and he left the courtyard with heavy steps.
On the way back to the palace, his hands were clenched into fists. It was not until the guard driving the car reminded him that Yongle Palace had arrived that he realized the folly and unworthiness of his trip.
He is a king, and he puts aside his status and self-esteem to visit his former friends as an ordinary person. However, the people he regards as friends seem to have a grudge against him and never treat him sincerely.
The unhappiness in my heart made this monarch who was already taciturn and seldom smiling in the palace even more difficult to get close to. The guards and attendants who greeted him in front of the palace did not dare to breathe, for fear that one of them would not offend him.
If you kill him, you will have to move your head.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the beginning of April, and Xi Meng couldn't stand Gongbo Longhai's repeated attempts to stay, so he finally pushed back again and again, pushing Xuanyang's departure to April.
This day happened to be the third day of April. Thousands of flowers were blooming in the yard, and the fragrance was fragrant. It was as if I was searching for fresh honey in the rain of flowers, but I saw a few yellow leaves floating listlessly among the flowers.
When she was surprised, Mu Zili, who had been practicing with Long Hai at Dengyun Mountain, suddenly appeared in front of her. He slowly leaned over to pick up the leaves, with a touch of sadness hidden in his beautiful eyebrows.
"Wood? What's wrong? Do you recognize these leaves?" Shi Meng knew that he had always practiced wood magic, and his spiritual power was mostly inherited from the breath of the wood spirit, but now he looked at these pieces of unknown origin with such sadness.
There must be something fishy about the yellow leaves.
"Meng'er, do you still remember that when we were in Bingzhou, I used a technique to make them follow Yifeng's breath to find the whereabouts of Yifeng and Caixi?" Mu Zili picked up a withered yellow leaf and asked her with a frown.
"Remember! Remember! Could it be that these are..." Shi Meng looked at the leaves in his palm in disbelief. They were green and fresh when they left that day, but now they are withered and yellow, and there are weak signs of life.
very.
Mu Zili nodded, and used his spiritual power to move the yellow leaves to slowly float in the air. Suddenly, the leaves were like a bright mirror, and a man in green clothes appeared hiding behind a big tree, secretly looking ahead.
The little one in the distance.
Xi Meng's eyes widened, and when she looked carefully, she saw that the man in green clothes was none other than Yifeng, and the little one was Cai Xi who had lost her human form. She was arguing with a hateful-looking man in black clothes. She didn't say a few words, but the man
With a fierce look on his face, Yifeng rushed forward...
When Fengniao saw Caixi's transformation and risked his life to rescue Yifeng from the centipede spirit, Xi Meng was already shocked and couldn't help himself.
She was really wrong that day, and so wrong. Caixi loved him, and was even willing to risk her own life to save him.
However, she provoked her with words and made Caixi angry, otherwise they would not both be in danger.
"Wood? Why is it gone? How are they? Didn't news of Yifeng come from your Bodhi Leaf a few days ago? He clearly said that it was fine and asked us to wait for him. But...how could this happen? Hurry!
Let’s go find them right now! Let’s go quickly!” Shi Meng grabbed his wrist and started to leave.
Mu Zili closed his eyes slightly, opened his thin lips slightly, and recited some incantation. The withered and yellow leaves flew to his ears, making a whistling sound, as if they were speaking to Mu Zili.
It was like a dream, but in the blink of an eye, those leaves turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.
Mu Zili's face turned pale slightly, and he said to her after a while: "They tracked Yifeng's whereabouts half a year ago, but since Yifeng was taken away from Phoenix Mountain by Caixi, they have been unable to find him no matter what.
They were able to move forward because of my spiritual power. Later, I almost died at the hands of Dai Meier in Chaoyang Palace, so their strength was naturally insufficient. They are lucky to be back after going through so many hardships."
When Simeng heard this, he was startled and asked: "Where is your bodhi leaf? Take it out quickly and see if you can contact Yifeng!"
She had never been so panicked before. Even if she was imprisoned by Cangxuan in Yunshui Palace that day, she could face it calmly.
But now, when she thinks that something might be going on between Yifeng and Caixi, her heart feels like being bitten by thousands of ants. No matter how she comforts herself, she still can't stop thinking about the worst.
When Mu Zili used his spiritual power to move the Bodhi leaves, there was silence and no movement at the other end.
Xi Meng's face was bloodless, and her purple eyes remained motionless, staring closely at the small bodhi leaf. As time passed quietly, her heart fell into the cold pool little by little.
Yifeng, nothing can happen to you!
She prayed for him from the bottom of her heart, hoping that God could hear her voice and keep Yifeng and Caixi safe.