Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 70 I don't understand, but it's definitely not good
"Not at all." Mu Da, who had been slapped on the head again, looked weary, "Basically not very prepared."

Mainly, there are only a few fixed items in the Shangyuan Palace Banquet every year, such as playing music, dancing, eating, drinking, having fun, and a bunch of ministers flattering and complimenting each other.

Thinking about those things gave her a headache, the most important thing right now was to find a way to make that dog and man meet eyes.

For example, in the storybook, the hero saves the beauty, encounters in the garden, falling out of thin air, thunder and earth fire and so on-in short, it doesn't matter whether it is elegant or vulgar, as long as it works, it is fine for the two to get together forcibly.

If they get together, they won't have to worry about the rest.

Mu Shiyan is used to coveting vanity, fame and fortune, and also envious of the skin of beauties, she will naturally not let go of the opportunity to get acquainted with princes like Mo Shuyuan.

In addition, although she didn't want to admit it, Mo Shuyuan's idiot's skin could indeed be called "Young Master Pianpian", otherwise he wouldn't have been able to deceive all the 72 concubines in the Six Courts of the Three Palaces before he ascended the throne in his previous life.

As for Mo Shuyuan, he has long been eyeing the military power of the Duke's Mansion, and hooking up with Mu Shiyan is "perfectly beneficial and harmless" to him, and he may even be creating opportunities to do something himself. Woolen cloth!

So what does she have to prepare?
As long as she enters the palace with her father tomorrow and sits in the position that "belongs to her" in Mu Shiyan's consciousness, it will be enough to drive her to death, and then pull sister, and let the prince of Jin bring sister Just walk in front of Mu Shiyan - work together.

"Not very prepared." Mo Junli followed her slowly and repeated, raised his eyebrows, "Miss wants to see the tricks, so let's go along with the flow?"

"Basically, she's obviously not Duo Ansheng's person." Mu Xici smiled lowly, "It's just that His Highness has to be asked to cooperate with Xici."

She alone is not safe enough, she still has to drag this bastard Mo Junli into the water.

"It's natural." Mo Junli responded, how could he not watch a free show?Moreover, he was really curious, what kind of weird and nasty tricks could Mu Shiyan come up with this time.

Last time Mu Shiyan tried to play the white rabbit with the beauty timing.Mo Junli was deeply impressed, and he was looking forward to her playing with Chinese cabbage, or rhubarb at the door, and so on.

By the way, Rhubarb is a watchdog raised by Heling. Its head is like a shuttle, its waist is like a bow, and its tail is like an arrow. It is a standard fine dog. It is a good housekeeper and hunting dog.

...Thinking about it this way, comparing Mu Shiyan to it is really an insult to Rhubarb's character.

Sorry, rhubarb.

Mo Junli silently apologized to Rhubarb in his heart, with a calm smile on his face, and his voice was eager to try: "Speaking of which, how does Miss need some cooperation?"

"It's just like last time. Your Highness and Xici cooperated very well last time." Mu Xici rolled her eyes. When the Duke's mansion fell into the water, although she didn't communicate with Mo Junli much, he was really close to her. tacit agreement.

It perfectly helped her achieve her goal, and even her battle-tested father didn't see the problem.

"That's it, so that's a temporary performance." Mo Junli nodded, and slowly turned his eyes, not knowing where the stage play was going at this time.

"Very good, very good." Mu Xici smiled, and his eyes also drifted to the stage.

The little girl was in a good mood, she ate her snacks while resting her chin, besides her favorite Erhu Sanxian, she even heard the babbling opera on the stage, which made her a little bit cheerful.

Hearing it to the point of excitement, Mu Xici followed the rest of the audience and clapped their hands indiscriminately, saying hello twice.

The two sitting and watching the play felt refreshed, but those standing behind were stunned. Lingqin gently tugged at the corner of the boy holding the sword while Mu Xici and the two were not paying attention: "My lord, you Can you understand what Miss and Your Highness are talking about just now?"

"I don't understand." Zhan Mingxuan shook his head sincerely, "But judging from the expressions of His Royal Highness and Miss, I always feel that they are not discussing anything good."

He is a martial artist, how can he understand the twists and turns in the mind of this man full of poems and books?
However, seeing that one smiles more cheerfully than the other, and the happy one is more sinister than the other, it is only short of writing a few large characters on his face - "Dig in the pit, don't disturb"!

"Well, I think so too." Lingqin nodded in agreement, and subconsciously glanced at the black-clothed dark guard in the opposite corner.
Don't look at me, I don't know, it must be nothing good.

As the leader of the secret guards, Yan Chuan may not be the one under Mo Junli who is best at strategizing and fighting against the court, but he usually protects his master by his side, so he must be the one who knows his master best.

Apart from other things, Yan Chuan can be 100% sure just based on Mo Junli's movements of hanging his eyes and raising his eyebrows just now, that His Royal Highness is planning to do bad things again.

He just didn't know who the unlucky ghost he was targeting this time was.

Yan Chuan shrugged, and Gu Zi hugged his arms tightly. He just felt that it was a little cold in winter, and it was definitely not for rubbing the bristling hair all over his body.

Absolutely not.

*
After hearing two plays in the theater, Mu Xici and Mo Junli bid farewell at the gate of the theater and went back to their residences.

Mo Junli wanted to give her a ride, but Mu Xici recalled the fear of being wrapped into rice dumplings and carried on his shoulders before, so she resolutely refused him.

The young man who was lost in his heart was inevitably tempted by words before he left. As usual, he got nothing but said nothing, and was greeted back without saying anything.

When they separated completely, the two couldn't help scolding each other several times in their hearts, and Mu Xici was even more smiling on the surface, and all kinds of foul words in his heart had already been diverted.

This little [beep——] bastard, she must find a suitable opportunity in the future to take care of him.

Mu Xici, who sat back in the study, stared at the rice paper spread out on the table, especially the three characters "Mo Junli" that had been crossed out on it, her face puffed up angrily, she stared at the He read the ink words for a long time, imagining how he would tear up that nasty bastard, and only after a while did he slowly exhale his foul breath.

It's true that she didn't intend to make a deliberate plan, but it was impossible to say that she didn't make any preparations.

Master Mu stretched out his hand and scratched his head, carefully sorted out his thoughts, changed a piece of paper, and wrote down the temperament, preferences and weaknesses of the dog and man. The most likely scenarios that will appear tomorrow, and roughly thought about the countermeasures.

After writing these things, the moon was already in the sky outside the window, Mu Xici raised his eyes to look at the starry sky, stretched his waist, and put away the pen and paper.

So far, everything is ready, the only thing is to wait for Mu Shiyan and Mo Shuyuan, a pair of dogs, to fall into the urn obediently.

　I ate a bit spicy at noon today, and my stomach hurt when I was preparing to code, I didn’t write a few words, and I was in a pit
　　After finally slowing down, I wrote [-] words and suddenly the power went out
　　When I asked about changing the circuit, I broke the cable in our building, and it was completely cold tonight.
　　Forced to write a chapter while the notebook is powered on, the notebook will also kneel

　　Only one or two thousand changes tonight, woo woo woo

　　If the cable is repaired tomorrow, I will write more and try to write [-] to make it up.

　　Woohoo, forgive me, love you

　　Now at home with candles burning noodles, I feel like I have returned to the last century
　　child is so difficult
　　
　
(End of this chapter)