Chapter 920
, knowing that there was nothing he could do to stop him, the young master stopped in his tracks. Seeing the commander of the forbidden army carrying Xiao Yu and getting into the carriage, he turned around, put on his big cloak, and hurriedly left Bicui Pavilion.

His mission was to keep Xiao Yu in Bicui Pavilion. Now that he was gone, he couldn't wait to go back and report.

He walked in a hurry, even though he was followed by two followers with excellent martial arts skills, but he did not notice at all that behind him, two figures followed him at a close distance.

Arriving in front of a mansion, he bypassed the front door and went straight to the back corner door. After looking around, the young master came up and knocked on the door. After only three knocks, the door opened a crack. Someone poked his head out and saw that it was him. The door opened a little wider. , let him in.

In this room, the young master and his entourage plunged into the courtyard. In that room, the people who were following them looked at the open wooden door. They looked at each other and smiled, then turned and left.

"Why are you back? Where is the Fourth Highness?" The person who opened the door immediately closed the door and asked, full of surprise.

The young son hurriedly walked towards the courtyard, and said: "Something happened, Your Highness was taken away by the commander of the imperial army, where is the father?"

"The lord is talking to the young master in the house. You came back just in time. Go and persuade him. The lord wants to start a family law against the young master."

The prince he spoke of was none other than the eight kings of Miao territory.

And this young son is the eldest son of the Eight Kings of Miaojiang, Mu Zhengyi, and the young master is Mu Zhengshao, the direct younger brother of his mother and compatriots.

The Eight Kings of the Miao Territory, with two sons and no daughters, came to the capital with him this time. Because it was an open and honorable imperial congratulation, the place where they lived was not hidden, but a large building with three entrances and three exits in Xinghua Lane. courtyard.

The person who opened the door to Mu Zhengyi was the steward of the mansion who had followed the Eight Kings of the Miao Territory for many years. When the Miao Territory shaman tribe was exterminated, he was the one who took away the eight princes as children in the chaos. Everyone in the mansion respects him, no matter how high or low.

Hearing this, Mu Zhengyi's already solemn expression darkened even more, "Why are you making trouble again? Is it because of An Sui?"

The housekeeper nodded, frowning tightly, "The young master asked the prince to agree to arrange his marriage to An Sui, but the prince did not agree, and the young master made a fuss about returning to Miao territory."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of the study. Mu Zhengyi shook his head and said, "You're so ignorant!" After saying that, he pushed the door open and went in.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw the Eighth Prince holding a teacup in his hand, gnashing his teeth and shaking his beard, and smashed it at Mu Zhengshao, "Treason, are you going to make me angry to death?"

In anger, the Eight Kings used great strength, but Mu Zhengshao was stubborn and refused to dodge. A blue and white porcelain tea cup hit him on the forehead. Although there was no blood, a big red envelope appeared.

"Father, calm down!" Mu Zhengyi hurriedly stepped forward, tugged on Mu Zhengshao's sleeve, and said to the eight kings, then turned to scold Mu Zhengshao, "Why did you make father angry again? Why don't you still?" Hurry up and apologize to your father, and go down and face the wall to think about the past!"

Mu Zhengshao threw his hand away, "Don't be so hypocritical! Do you think I don't know that you have a deep love for me as a brother in front of my father, but secretly, you are afraid that I will get a piece of your pie in the future!"

Mu Zhengshao's voice was not high, but it was filled with a cool air.

Mu Zheng Yizheng was planning to push him out in Yuluo to avoid the stalemate with his father, and he would be beaten again. When he suddenly heard such words from him, he suddenly felt a wave of resentment in his heart.

"You are crazy, why are you biting people!" After all, he was still afraid that his stubborn temper would displease his father, so he still pushed his shoulder with his backhand, "Get out of here!"

Mu Zhengshao threw him away, "Don't push me, I'm going out. Why should I go out? Could it be that if I go out, you will complain about me in front of my father? I call you big brother in vain. I always respect you, but I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person!”

Mu Zhengshao stared at Mu Zhengyi with hatred in his eyes, as if he were looking at his father-killer enemy.

Mu Zhengyi was furious at his heart-piercing words.

His mother passed away early, and his father has been busy with the restoration of the country. Although he is only five years older than Mu Zhengshao, he was the one who raised Mu Zhengshao.

When he was a child, he fed his feces, urine, water and food. Although it saved him a lot of trouble when he grew up, whenever he had a headache or a fever, Mu Zhengyi would watch over him night after night. Mu Zhengshao grew up to be 16 years old now, and Mu Zhengyi worked hard for 16 years. Year.

This younger brother who had grown up in his palm was now staring at him with hatred in his eyes. Mu Zheng felt very uncomfortable when he said such a thing.

My chest hurt from being choked by his words, but I couldn't say a word. I just felt like my heart was twisting.

The Eighth Prince blew his beard angrily and glared, "You little bastard, your brother is still unmarried and treats you like a treasure just to take care of you. You say such things to your brother? Do you still have a conscience? ? How could I give birth to such a thing as you!"

After being scolded by the Eight Kings, Mu Zhengshao glared at Mu Zhengyi fiercely, "My father has always been partial to my eldest brother, so of course everything he says and does is right!"

Before the words were finished, the Eighth Prince picked up the inkstone at hand and flew over.

The inkstone was no better than a tea cup. If it hit him on the head, it would definitely be fatal. In desperation, Mu Zhengyi ignored the pain in his intestines caused by Mu Zhengshao's words and stretched out his hand to push him away. But when he made the move, that The inkstone rubbed his temple and flew over.

The inkstone fell to the ground, making a loud clang. Mu Zhengshao looked at the bright red blood bead wiped out from Mu Zhengyi's temple, and his heart trembled. The blood bead rolled down and dripped into his heart.

But when he thought about it, An Sui told him yesterday that Mu Zhengyi wanted to rape her while he was away, and his anger surged, completely suppressing the uneasiness and guilt that was about to rise in his heart.

With a stalk in the neck, he said: "Don't be hypocritical, this inkstone, according to your skill, can obviously be avoided. You did this on purpose in front of the father, so that the father thinks how much you love me, and makes the father think I’m not sensible and I’m not as good as you in everything…”

Before Mu Zhengshao finished speaking, Mu Zhengyi was so angry that his brain ached. He raised his hand and slapped him in the face, "What the hell is your kid doing? Is he possessed by ghosts?"

Mu Zhengshao's slap sounded crisp, but in fact it didn't hurt at all.

How could he be willing to beat the younger brother whom he supported with only one hand?

Although he is a younger brother, the effort he has put into him has long surpassed that of his parents.

Mu Zheng Shao suddenly had blue veins on his forehead when he was slapped by Mu Zheng Yi. He stared at Mu Zheng Yi in disbelief. His eyes were like fire, pointing at his nose and shouting: "I knew you were a hypocrite!"

As he said that, he stamped his foot like an angry lion, turned around and rushed out, "I want to go back to Miao territory!"

With that, he stepped over the threshold.

Mu Zhengshao left. Mu Zhengyi took a deep breath, suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his heart, and turned to face the Eighth Prince, "Father, what happened? Why is he like this suddenly?"

(End of this chapter)

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