"You can try." Zhao Huaizhong responded seriously.
Then Mu and his family really ran away, waving their hands lightly and using the power of the saints to unlock the restrictions in the house. Unfortunately, the restrictions did not move at all and were of no use at all.
Zhao Huaizhong watched with arms folded.
He looked at the furnishings in the room. This was Mu Yangjing's sleeping room, which was also the room where he slept.
The interior of the house is square in shape, with a low log-colored mat in the middle. Bookshelves are placed on the walls on both sides that are not facing the windows, and they are filled with ancient books.
There is a three-legged bronze incense burner placed on the low mat, the size of a palm, and its elegant fragrance lingers.
On the couch on one side, the quilt was white... but unfortunately there was only one pillow.
"Do you want to cover your ears and steal the bell?" Zhao Huaizhong said.
Mu Yangjing found that she couldn't run away, so she stood aside with her hands down as if frustrated.
She thought about it for a while before she understood the meaning of hiding her ears and stealing the bell, and actually nodded.
Zhao Huaizhong said with a smile: "Because I can't run away, are you relieved? Anyway, I am a Saint of the Five Realms, and you can't resist. The blame is all mine. Are you submitting to power?"
Mu Yangjing also agreed, her face rosy:
"We must first agree that from now on, I will not enter the palace, and I will not give birth to an heir for the king. And... we must be restrained, no more than once a month, no, a season.
Also, our relationship cannot be made public."
"Excuse me, what do you mean by not being able to make it public? Keep it secret?"
Zhao Huaizhong blinked, feeling that it was really interesting to play tricks with Mu Yangjing.
"Well, no one must know about this."
Under Mu Yangjing's thick eyelashes, her clear eyes glanced at Zhao Huaizhong: "Do you know how determined you and I are...?"
"Okay, it's all up to you."
Zhao Huai thought for the time being and stepped forward to approach, while Mu Yangjing stepped back until there was no way to retreat...
"There are other things... I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I think about it... um..."
The voice became muffled.
Snap!
Night soon fell and the wick went out.
With flowers and plants outside, the maid Zhu Xi looked blankly at the window of the room.
The window was actually filled with a covering of mana barrier, making it impossible to look at it.
The king and the Mu family went in together. From dusk to night, no movement was heard. The lamp lit up for a moment, but then went out again, then lit up again, and then went out again...
What are Mu and the King doing?
A lamp can also create a sense of rhythm, with the light and darkness constantly changing...
It must have been almost two hours, right?
Zhuxi was shocked.
Unfortunately, there was no movement at all in the house.
She listened carefully to make sure there was no sound, then controlled her curiosity with great willpower, turned around and went straight back to her side room, staying behind closed doors.
On the branches of the five-needle pine, Qilin, Rabbit, Lu Wu and Fat Tiger are all there.
Ever since he absorbed the aura of the Golden Crow, coupled with all the nonsense he has been doing, Fat Tiger has long had the ability to leave the Demon Refining Map, but he can't go too far away.
At this time, it comes out of the picture and finds its friends to play with.
Four heads and eight eyes, plus a big colorful rooster under the tree, all stared at the window in front.
Lu Wu newly joined the Daqin mythical beast circle, and the tiger's face was full of confusion, and he asked: "What are we looking at?"
The king and the descendants of Shennong entered the house, why did they put up a ban?"
Fat Tiger's face was full of envy: "They must be eating delicious food in the house. They are afraid that others will find out. I also want to go in and eat some." After saying this, he licked his paws.
The rabbit's eyes looked disdainful: "You are so smart."
He is a habitual liar and always tells the truth, but Fat Tiger believed it to be true and said proudly: "The king also said that apart from loving to eat, we are only smart."
Qilin was scheming on one side and missed the truth: "You guys are too young. Only I know that they are reproducing. We must be more respectful to Mu everyone in the future."
"Why?" Lu Wu wondered.
"My identity has changed, you don't understand." Qilin closed his huge eyes, looking very understanding.
Boom!
In the middle of the night, it suddenly started raining, there was thunder and lightning, and there was a constant rumble.
The heavy rain fell in crackles, hitting the leaves in the courtyard of the Flower and Grass House, making a dense crackling sound, as if it was echoing another kind of sound.
The wind blew up the raindrops, and the rain became heavier. The violent storm scattered the delicate flower stamens in the yard.
"Look, the lights are on, the lights are on, the lights are on." Fat Tiger said.
Several mythical beasts have been lying on the trees, paying attention to the wind and grass.
"Are you still asleep? What time is it now?" Qilin exclaimed.
"Zi Shi."
The window of the Huacaoju reflected a figure with perfect proportions, full of strength and coordination, that was the Lord of Qin.
He swayed his body and walked around the room, not knowing what he was doing... From the perspective of the mythical beasts, he could only see a hazy back figure blocked by mana.
The night passed and it was dawn.
Among the flowers and plants, Zhao Huaizhong got up from the couch and put on the black royal robe by himself.
Everyone Mu was sleeping on the couch in Haitang, with her delicate body curled up in the quilt, her hair disheveled, but her face was stained with tears.
The talk about spiritual practice last night moved everyone in Mu to tears. This is a very fulfilling thing.
Zhao Huaizhong smiled, last night's experience was probably an in-depth learning process.
In a rare act of detachment from the secular world, King Zhao hummed that today was a good day, waved his hand, and placed a ban on the room to prevent anyone from entering or leaving. He then wandered back to Xianyang Palace to attend the court meeting.
The ministers also noticed that the king seemed particularly happy today.
Throughout the court meeting, he had a mysterious smile on his face and his voice was gentler than before.
In the evening, Zhao Huaizhong came to Huacaoju again.
As soon as everyone in Mu woke up, they became angry when they saw Zhao Huaizhong, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go back to the palace, I don't want to see you."
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Chudi.
In the palace, King Xiong Han of Chu was sitting behind a low seat, his back straight and his eyes shining: "Our army is approaching the border. How will the Qin people react?"
"Qin General Lian Po led his 70,000 elite troops to the Qin territory, making a gesture of attacking our Chu army." A general replied.
Xiong Han, King of Chu, said: "This time we will not hesitate to use troops against Qin, but we must contain it so that it cannot attack Wei.
Continue to increase troops on the border, and deploy another 50,000 elite troops to the Qin and Wei borders to join forces with Yan and Wei to deal with the Qin people."
"good!"
Li Yuan nodded.
He became more and more satisfied with his nephew's determination, insights, growth rate, and even his courage without fear of Qin.
Li Yuan even had a feeling that if time passed, he would be no worse than the King of Qin.
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Yan.
"The prince sent me here to ask if the Jing family's personnel are in Wei, have they made preparations?"
A short, middle-aged Yanchen came to the Jing family and inquired about the family manager.
"Please go back and tell the prince that everyone in the Jing family has made arrangements and will not give the Qin people any opportunity to take advantage of it." The steward of the Jing family was a thin man with a long face and his voice was cold.
To be continued...