Traitor

Chapter 34

Grandpa Guo's claws had already reached Zhao Wuyou's neck, that white and slender neck seemed to be broken on the spot with just a slight bend.

Zhao Wuyou was suffocated and could only sigh.This Xia Donglou is used to being arrogant and domineering, sometimes even the emperor is ignored.Now that his father is not in Beijing, if Xia Donglou really wanted to kill someone, no one would be able to stop him.

The feeling of suffocation made Zhao Wuyou feel bad, Xi Mo snarled and rushed forward.

"What is it that made the Duke so furious? Even the emperor's ministers are not spared?" The voice was low and wandering, as if it came from hell, it was as deep and cold as it seemed far away.There is clearly a slight smile, but there is an unconcealable horror in the invisible.

The curtain opened, and hurried footsteps followed.Dongchang Fanzi has surrounded the work sheds, even though it is misty and rainy, they still remain proud and fierce.

Mu Baili walked in unhurriedly, looking at the scene in front of him with a smile in his gentle eyes.

In the backlight, Zhao Wuyou looked at the crimson purple color, how bright and beautiful it was.It is undeniable that the dead eunuch in front of him has absolutely proud capital.No matter in terms of body shape or appearance, even in terms of power and power, he is impeccable.

Of course, to say it is impeccable is still a little bit less.

Mu Baili took off his shawl and threw it to Lu Guoan, while Gu Zian sat quietly beside the stove, warming his hands.

Xia Donglou was still pinching Zhao Wuyou's neck, and the people around Zhao Wuyou all drew their swords to face each other.Mu Baili broke into this tense situation suddenly, making it extremely embarrassing.

As if remembering something, Mu Baili raised his head and said with a smile, "I'm just here to take a look at the deployment of Yingqu dredging on behalf of the emperor. Both of you, continue!"

continue?

At this moment, Xia Donglou's anger was also vented, he stopped his hand and snorted coldly, then gave Mu Baili a hard look, and walked away.

Watching Xia Donglou leave, Zhao Wuyou let out a long breath and raised his hand to signal Xi Mo and others to go out.

"Young Master?" How could Xi Mo dare to leave, Yunzheng was also covered in cold sweat.

"Everyone get out!" Zhao Wuyou said with a heavier tone.

Xi Mo had no choice but to bow to Yunzheng, lead the brocade clothes, and retreat together with Lu Guoan and others.

In the warm work shed, Zhao Wuyou sat beside Mu Baili, stretching out his hands on the stove to keep warm, "I won't thank you."

Mu Baili turned his head to look at her, "So——I'm at a loss?"

"It's not a loss for you." She looked at the sparks of Beep Bobo, "You use me to deal with the Duke's Mansion, so that the Duke's Mansion will not be dominated by one person. Isn't this price more important than my life? "

"My lord Zhao is polite, I just can't bear the emperor's important officials to die here like this!" Mu Baili stared at her white and slender hands, and slowly wrapped them in his palms.

Well, it still feels soft and boneless, icy and cold in memory.

Zhao Wuyou frowned, "Is the Governor always like this?"

"Huh?" Mu Baili looked at her half-understanding, his eyes warm as spring, "I don't understand Master Zhao."

"It's because I don't understand what the governor means." Zhao Wuyou stared at the two hands that were intertwined.

What is the difference between men and women?Even if there is no difference between men and women, what is the difference between gentlemen?Even if you're not a gentleman, isn't it sick that men are so ambiguous?

Mu Baili didn't take it seriously, "I think Mr. Zhao's hands are very good, and he is really good at playing tricks."

Zhao Wuyou took a deep breath, she wanted to pull it back, but this guy was addicted to playing, so he clenched his hand tightly and didn't let go.In desperation, Zhao Wuyou had no choice but to sneer twice, "The injury on Governor's tiger's mouth is not healed yet, do you want to add another injury?"

"Really?" Mu Baili simply held her hand in front of his eyes, examined it carefully, then looked at the tiger's mouth with teeth marks still left, and felt a little sad, "Why don't I leave some marks for Mr. Zhao?"

When it was too late to say it, Zhao Wuyou withdrew his hands in panic, and stared at Mu Baili, who was smiling but not smiling.

(End of this chapter)