Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 122 He Dare, No Courage

It's... the people avenged her.

Mu Xici was surprised, and unconsciously opened her mouth halfway. She relaxed her brows, stared at Mo Junli for a while, and then suddenly lowered her head and smiled.

The fundus of her eyes was sour, and the tip of her nose was astringent, and a little mist slowly climbed up her pupils, easily blurring her vision.

"It's not in vain... It's not in vain that I will do my best." Mu Xici murmured softly, the steam finally overflowed from her eyes and hit the back of her hand, scorching hot.

"Of course not in vain." Mo Junli smiled and handed over a clean handkerchief.

He originally wanted to reach out and rub her head, but he didn't have the guts to reach out that hand when he thought of the little girl's eyes that wanted to chop off his paws.

"So Ah Ci, don't feel bad about yourself." The young man who handed over the handkerchief comforted in a gentle voice, "Your kindness has long been remembered by the common people."

Mu Xici took the veil, bowed his head and hummed a muffled "hmm".

Mo Junli knew that the tea could not be drunk anymore, so he simply called the waiter to pay the bill.

On the way to send Mu Xici back to the Duke's mansion, the two gradually regained their composure, but this slowing down actually made the embarrassment even worse.

At the moment when they just fell off the horse, driven by surprise, curiosity and shame, both of them took the lead. At that time, regardless of their status or age, they just wanted to ask each other what they didn't know back then.

But for a while, that violent emotion has receded, and the rest is the embarrassment of not knowing what to do.

Complimenting and smirking at each other like before is not going to work anymore, after all, everyone in the teahouse has already exposed their old background, and there is nothing to hide; Literally.

Mu Xici is not his subordinate, nor is he the guard beside her.

From a certain point of view, the two of them can barely be called monarchs and ministers, but does he have the guts to treat her as a minister?

Mo Junli, who was thinking, touched his neck secretly. In all fairness, he didn't.

Who made him dream of snatching his daughter from the Duke of the Kingdom and trying to become the father of the Grand Master Mu? If she finds out about this by accident, if he still dares to treat her like a courtier and order her around...

With all the new and old grudges added together, why wouldn't he be directly slapped to death by this little girl's few yellow talismans?
Maybe even be photographed with no bones or dregs left, the head of the grave was saved along with the tombstone, and he was buried on the spot.

Hmm... It's so easy to live a new life, he still wants to delay his death a few years.

The young man straightened his back silently, sitting upright without showing any signs of fatigue. In fact, the matter of rebirth was revealed, and the two of them had the same goal, so they had formed an alliance. It was just that they couldn't find the right words to say.

——It’s embarrassing if you say it, but it’s even more embarrassing if you don’t.

In the dead silence, Mo Junli couldn't help but raised his hand and scratched his head. He never thought before that he could abduct the little girl to be an ally so easily.

Although the process deviated from what he had expected by a hundred million points, and he couldn't tell for sure who was abducting who.

Mo Junli's forehead dripped with sweat, his eyes drifted uncontrollably, and finally decided to forget it.

Forget it, I don’t want to have these things, what should I do, how to feel comfortable.

The young man who had figured it out let out a sigh of relief, the bell on the eaves of the four corners of the car froze, and the driver knocked on the car to signal that the two had arrived at their destination.

Mu Xici raised the curtain of the car and looked at the familiar long street outside the car. Just as he was about to get up and get out of the car, he suddenly remembered the spring test.

"That's right." The little girl who was about to get off the car pinched the corner of her clothes nervously, her embarrassment also came up, "Ming Xuan said that he met Yan Chuan while following Lu Zixiu."

"Since you know what's going to happen in this year's spring test, and you're ready to intervene in it...then I'll call Mingxuan back."

"No problem, don't worry." Mo Junli smiled and nodded lightly, "Lu Zixiu is watched by my people, and I will definitely not teach him to be silenced by the people of Anping Hou Mansion."

"Oh yes, that's what I meant." Mu Xici nodded in response, and she sent Zhan Mingxuan to follow Lu Zixiu, just to make him recognize him, and after the trial was over, the speed of saving people would be faster.

But now that she knows that Mo Junli is also a person who will live a new life, she doesn't need to call Zhan Mingxuan anymore.

In the final analysis, no matter how talented Zhan Mingxuan is and how superb his martial arts are, he is still only a fourteen or five-year-old half-grown boy, and it is still a bit dangerous to save people by himself.

It's better to hand it over to Mo Junli. His rebirth time seems to be much longer than hers. He has sufficient manpower and a more convenient identity, so it is naturally safer to do things.

"Then... Mo Junli, if you have anything you can use me for, just tell me." Mu Xici pursed her lips, "I'm just shrunk a little bit, but my skills are still there. Ask the Bu Qiufu to exorcise evil spirits and deploy soldiers." ,It will be all right."

"You don't have to be polite to me."

Mo Junli was taken aback when she heard this, and it took a long time to realize what she just said, and she couldn't help but relax, and smiled: "I remember, don't worry, I will definitely not be polite to you in the future."

It's rare that Master Mu wants to take the initiative to escort him, so of course he can't wait for it.

"It's the same with me, you don't have to be polite to me." The young man bent his eyes, "Whether it's Mengsheng Building or the Duke's Mansion, if you need help, I am obliged to do so."

"If you have anything to say to me on weekdays, just blow the whistle, call Xuetuan, and tell it to send a letter to my house."

Mu Xici raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and unconsciously relaxed the fingers pinching the corner of her clothes: "Snowball?"

"That white pigeon." Mo Junli lifted his chin slightly, "Don't you think it's as fat as a ball of snow?"

Is it like snow?
After hearing this, Mu Xici fell into deep thought, and slowly recalled the scene of that stupid and cute pigeon fluttering against the window of her Fulanxuan...

Compared with snow, it reminded her more of that roasted squab that was dripping with oil.

"I don't know if it's snowing or not, but it looks delicious." Master Mu said earnestly, "Since I saw it, I've been dreaming about a pigeon feast for several days."

Roasted pigeons Roasted pigeons Stewed pigeons Stir-fried pigeons... Chi slip~
The little girl swallowed quietly, thinking of the whole pigeon feast, she was hungry.

"The whole pigeon feast...haha, if you really want to stew it, you can't do it. There are other carrier pigeons around my house." The girl is looking for a restaurant to have a whole pigeon feast.

After all, he also felt greedy looking at the snow ball.

"Forget it. It's not easy to raise a pigeon so fat." Mu Xici waved her hand. She was greedy, but she wasn't crazy enough to really stew that pigeon—there are not many pigeons with such human nature these days.

"Okay, I'll go back to the Duke's mansion first, and I'll contact you when I have something to do." Mu Xici got out of the car, and the young man watched her after her until the figure disappeared inside the gate of the mansion, and then ordered the driver to drive the car again.

Today, after talking with Mu Xi about the old things that had been suppressed in his heart for countless ages, he felt a little relieved for no reason.

That felt pretty good.

　fall over

　　Back to the plot!

　　Do something!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)