Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 138 The Little Emperor ([-])

After waking up the next day, after washing up with Murong Zui, they went downstairs to have breakfast, and Tang Wuxin and Tang Xiaomo were already sitting in the lobby. Tang Xiaomo was excited when he saw them. There beckons:
"Brother, Sister Yan, here, here!"

Mo Xiaojiu had a smile in his eyes, and Murong Zui sat down with them with a face full of disgust.

Although it was just rice porridge and steamed buns, they ate deliciously.

Knowing that Tang Wuxin had already paid the money, Mo Xiaojiu stopped being pretentious, and directly said that he wanted to go out for a stroll, and then led Murong Zui away.

"Are we going to stay with them again?"

Mo Xiaojiu shook his head: "Of course not, we don't know their real identities, and we don't know if they really came to Jinghan Country just for traveling. We are going back to the imperial city, so of course there is no need to continue to entangle with them."

Murong Zui nodded happily upon hearing this.

She laughed: "You look more and more like a child."

"This body is only eight years old this year."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Mo Xiaojiu went to the pawnshop and pawned her jade hairpin and a pair of earrings. In exchange for a sum of money, he bought a set of clothes for himself and Murong Zui.

"Xiao Yan'er, do you think we should hire a carriage or buy a horse?"

Murong Zui counted the money she had: "I'm afraid it's not enough to hire a carriage to go to the imperial city. It's better to buy a horse and feed the horse grass on the way. Even if we can't afford it in the end, we leave the imperial city." It's not far away, just throw it over with light work."

"Alright." She agreed with his proposal.

The corner of his lips curled up: "Actually, there is no need to worry so much. If we encounter some blind people on the road, we can still rob them."

Mo Xiaojiu: "..." Don't talk about this kind of thing so openly.

Mo Xiaojiu still bought a horse, but unfortunately he couldn't afford a good one, so he could only buy a medium one.

When they led the horse back to the inn, Tang Wuxin and Tang Xiaomo were not there. They must have gone out for a walk.

She bought some dry food, refilled the water bottle, left a letter for the master and apprentice, led Murong Zui with one hand, and led the horse with the other, and walked towards the west city gate.

I don’t know if their costumes were too confusing, or if the people behind the scenes never imagined that they would go directly from the unknown forest to Xiangyi City and then to the Imperial City. In short, they did not encounter any pursuers along the way. people.

Mo Xiaojiu and Murong Zui stopped and stopped along the way, which was quite pleasant.

The horse they bought finally couldn't bear it when it was about to arrive in Zile City. Mo Xiaojiu felt a little regretful: "Recently, I have nothing on hand, and I can't even afford horse grass. It's a pity."

Murong Zui looked at its corpse with deep eyes: "Brother, let's eat it."

Mo Xiaojiu: "???"

He licked his lips: "I eat solid food every day during this period. I want to eat meat."

"Let it rest in peace. After all, we have driven us across so many cities." She patted his head. "We are not far from the imperial city. From now on, you can eat meat every day if you want."

He had to compromise: "Listen to you."

Not only did they not eat horse meat, but they also buried the horse conscientiously, and moved a stone as a tombstone. Mo Xiaojiu lost his sword, and seeing no one around, he carved it with the energy generated by the spiritual energy few words.

Tomb of the Hardworking Horse.

Murong Zui: "..."

When she carried him to the gate of Zile City, Murong Zui lay on her shoulder and whispered into her ear: "Just use your spiritual power directly like this, aren't you afraid that the people watching you will see it?"

Her answer was also very soft: "He probably won't pay attention to me all the time. If he is really exposed, he can find a way to lie."

"Ok."

(End of this chapter)