Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 9 Dim Sum
It is now the beginning of November. Although Mu Xici asked Mu Xiuning for [-] trees, he did not plan to plant them years ago. It will not survive if it is transplanted.

It would be feasible if she forcibly revived those trees with Qimen formation, but it would be too eye-catching. She has a hole card, but she doesn't want to expose it early.

Mu Xici rested her chin on the edge of the window sill, and glanced out the window lightly. If she wanted to plant a tree, she would have to wait until the beginning of spring in February at least, but the formation she needed to set up couldn't be delayed. Without the tree, She temporarily replaced it with other odds and ends, such as rockery picks and stone tables and benches—after a day and a night of busy work, the situation was finally settled.

With this array, part of her worries were also forgotten.

"Miss, the young master said that the carriages and horses are ready, please hurry up and pack them up, we will set off immediately!" The little girl's cheerful voice rang in her ears, and Mu Xici subconsciously raised her hand to press the center of her brows.

Thinking of dealing with Mo Junli, that old fox later on, her brain hurts so much, and she doesn't know how Mo Shuyuan's mind was no bigger than the tip of a needle in the previous life, and half of his brain was hollowed out. dead.

As long as that guy Mo Shuyuan has some brains, he won't try to poison her when she wins and returns——

She was able to cross the battlefield without a single defeat, relying on the formation of a strange family, using soldiers as a substitute, and borrowing the favorable location and timing of her moves, so she is invincible and invincible.

At that time, in Qianping's ruling and opposition parties, there was no one other than her who could play with this method of arranging troops. When the news of her death spread to the imperial city, the frontier war would definitely resume.

Even Mo Shuyuan, an idiot, would think that those people were afraid of him.

Mu Xici closed her eyes, she was somewhat to blame for the situation that happened, if she hadn't been overwhelmed by the news of her father and brother's death, and her elder sister had fallen into the hands of Mo Shuyuan, plus the hexagram... …

That's it.

Left and right are all past events, just don't do it again in this life.

The half-grown child thought about putting on the cloak that Lingqin gave him, took the small hand stove, and walked out of the house.

It snowed for the first time in the middle of Beijing yesterday, and this morning there was only wetness left on the cobblestone road. The carriage rolled over the bluestone and left shallow water marks. In front of the majestic mansion gate.

Mu Xici raised his eyes slightly through the soft curtain of the car window, and the lanterns hung high on both sides of the vermilion lacquered gate were painted with gold patterns, which was the seal of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

"Young Master Mu, you are here. Your Highness has already set up snacks and fragrant tea in the hall, and is waiting for you and Miss San to arrive!" The guard guarding the gate saw Mu Xiuning's face, and warmly replaced him After opening the closed door, Mu Xici, who had just landed, heard the familiarity in his tone, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows——

It seems that the second elder brother is really good friends with Mo Junli in this life, but there is something unusual in every aspect of this matter.

She knows Mu Xiuning's temperament, he is honest and enthusiastic, and always remembers the teaching of his ancestors that "the descendants of the Mu family should serve the country wholeheartedly and never take sides", and will never take the initiative to befriend any prince. Mo Junli could only take the initiative first.

So, why did Mo Junli make friends with the second brother?Soldiers?Power?or something else?

But if it was for these things, how could he have never been close to the Duke's Mansion in his previous life?Even Mo Shuyuan knew that his left hand married her elder sister, and his right hand was going to flirt with Mu Shiyan!
Mu Xici closed her eyes and frowned, she really didn't believe that someone like Mo Junli would interact with people for no reason.

"Little sister, what are you thinking? I think you've been in a daze since you entered the Prince's Mansion." Mu Xiuning lowered his voice and was quite concerned. He was quite familiar with this place, and he was worried that his sister would be reserved and uncomfortable, so he simply backed away. It would be easy to leave the Lingqin alone to accompany the servant who led the way.

"No, I'm just thinking about how to thank you later." Mu Xici shook his head, and slowly lied, Mu Xiuning smiled when he heard the words, "It doesn't matter, little girl, take it easy, just do what you want That is, His Highness the Seventh Prince is easy to talk to."

Well, it's really easy to talk, but there are at most ten or eight pitfalls hidden in one sentence, and they are taken away accidentally.

The little girl was silent for a moment, and she felt that according to her brother's carefree personality, he might think that everyone was easy to talk to.

Mu Xici stopped talking, and Mu Xiuning, who felt that he couldn't make girls (especially little girls) happy, also kept silent. The brother and sister took the Lingqin and walked through the garden and bypassed two corridors all the way. Arrived at the reception hall of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Mo Junli, who was fiddling with the teacup, turned his head when he heard the noise outside the house, and saw a handsome young man in a red robe and a half-grown girl following him, his long eyes were smiling, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved: "A-Ning, come here!" gone."

Aning.

Hearing this address, Mu Xici shuddered. She took half a step back calmly, taking advantage of people's surprise, rubbing her arms in her sleeves, almost getting goosebumps all over the place.

"Your Highness." Mu Xiuning cupped his hands, and when he looked back and saw Mu Xici standing there with a sullen face, he couldn't help urging softly, "Little sister? Why are you still in a daze."

"My little girl, Mu Xici, has met His Highness the Seventh Highness." After being named, Mu Xici reluctantly saluted, followed by a very polite thank you, and compensated Mo Junli for the big cloak and made up for the whole body The blood-colored South China Sea coral, after this pass, Mu Xici was so tired that he could hardly hold his face, but Mo Junli propped his chin and smiled: "Miss Mu, you don't need to be so polite and restrained here, I have a very close personal relationship with your brother , how about you call me 'Brother Li'?"

【Beep——】

The smile on Mu Xici's face froze, and countless words that could be described as vulgar, easy-going and refined, circling in his mind, forced a smirk: "Your Highness, stop joking, Xici dare not."

"Really? That's a pity." Mo Junli said with a look of disappointment, and Mu Xici resolutely frowned and completely ignored him.The two brothers and sister sat down one by one, Mo Junli waved, and immediately a servant brought fresh melon and fruit snacks.

"This peach blossom cake is the masterpiece of Bai An in Fuzhong. Miss Mu, do you still like it if you try it?" The noble young man raised his chin, and Mu Xici looked at his sparkling black eyes and hung lightly. The exterior of the dim sum is crispy and crispy, the filling is sweet and smooth, and the fragrance of flowers is tangy but not greasy at all. She couldn't help but light up a pair of almond eyes: "The dim sum in Your Highness's house is really extraordinary."

"As long as the lady likes it." Mo Junli nodded, and turned to order the guards beside him, "Go, bring another plate of that peach blossom cake, so that the lady can take it back to the mansion."

"Your Highness, there's no need for that, right?" Mu Xici tightened her sleeves tightly with her fingers, and Mo Junli slightly tilted her head: "It's just a plate of dim sum." He bit the word "dim sum" emphatically.

Seeing this, Mu Xici's eyes flickered slightly: "In this way, Xici will be disrespectful."

"Wait a minute, no. Your Highness, little sister, what are you two talking about?" Mu Xiuning, who was sitting on the side and only drank tea, was in a daze. He felt as if he couldn't get in the way.

Aren't they talking about dim sum?Why doesn't that sound like dim sum at all!
　Dim sum, but not quite dim sum.

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