The muscles in the corners of Xie Yi's eyes trembled, his face turned red with anger, his whole body was as tense as a bowstring, and he tried his best to pull out a forced smile, but there seemed to be an indescribable misery in the smile.

A pair of beautiful eyes cast an irreversible shadow.

The cold winter wind, carrying snow, blew up the white curtains in the palace and chilled his heart.

"Mu Tingxue! We haven't changed the dynasty yet. The royal family's surname is Xie, not Yan! You look at the mountains high and desperately want to get rid of me and cling to the regent. How could you be so cruel and powerful? woman?!"

King Qin Ling was hurt and heartbroken.

The first prince, second duke, and fourth marquis of Yunhuang Kingdom, as the only orthodox prince, he has always been a star-studded existence, and he has never been disliked like this!What's more, that person is still the wife he is marrying!

"I will send people to destroy the Xiaoxiang Shuiyun Pavilion soon, and there will be a nest of vixens in the house."

King Qin Ling was furious, his clenched fists under his long sleeves shaking, "It's only been a few days, who the hell brought you to a place like that with fireworks? You've never been there before."

Mu Tingxue raised her eyebrows.

What's going on with this man? Is this the time to worry about this?

"You are so strange. Why can you men go to the sweet alleys of Flower Street and watch courtesan performances, but we women can't go to Xiaoxiang Shuiyun Pavilion to listen to the piano and watch dancing."

"Because a wife can only be loyal to her husband!"

"Crazy." Mu Tingxue rolled her eyes, "Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps."

Xie Yi was trembling with anger: "Okay, now that you've got the guts, you deliberately provoked me, right?"

"Angry? Hahaha."

Mu Tingxue was amused. The laughter was not very offensive but highly insulting. "Since you are angry, I will make you angry again. Let's see if you can be angry to death."

Xie Yi: "..."

You can't fight again and again, and you can't win even if you argue.

King Qin Ling suddenly felt aggrieved and felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry. He had never been so frustrated before.

"Be good, bookmark Heli."

Mu Tingxue did not forget to shove the pen and paper into his face, "I know you like me very much, but you need to know, my lord, that forceful melons are not sweet."

Xie Yi went completely crazy, like a trapped beast, roaring: "I don't like you! I don't like you! I don't like you at all! Mu Tingxue, did you hear clearly? You can’t, but I won’t sign this or Li Shu!”

The roar was shrill.

Even if the palace door is closed, the ultra-high decibels leak through the roof and echo throughout the entire Mu Mansion.

The entire Mu Mansion was silent.

The snow on the roof collapsed due to the sound wave, and fell to the ground in a mess.

Swallows fly over the winter.

Guarding outside the palace gate were people from the Qinling Palace, such as Jing Yang, the general of the Jinwu Guard, Mu Tingxue's personal maid, Qingniao, Yuanyang, and other servants waiting to serve.

Jingyang coughed awkwardly.

What kind of arrogant statement is this made by my master?

Qingniao was the most loyal and said worriedly: "It's so fierce. It was banging just now. It seemed like a couple were fighting. Will the eldest lady be hurt?"

Jingyang immediately argued: "Impossible! My prince never hits women."

Yuanyang's eyes were shining, and the spirit of gossip had been ignited: "Humph, your prince is just telling the truth. He really doesn't like my eldest daughter, why doesn't she sign the divorce letter? He just likes it, likes it to death."

Jingyang leaned against the pillar, held the sword in both hands, and looked away, wishing he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

What a shame.

They were all subordinates. He estimated that it would be difficult to raise his head in front of Princess Qinling's two maids in the future.

Yuanyang seemed to have won a big victory. He raised his plump chin, his oval face was full of pride: "Is it difficult to admit it? Men are always tough-tongued."

Blue Bird's last strike: "Don't say that, the prince doesn't want to lose face."

Jingyang: "..."

He couldn't stay in the princess's natal family for a moment longer.

After a while, I heard the palace door open with a "bang" from inside.

A person was created in a hurry.

An extremely noble man, with handsome side bangs, a high ponytail, and a green jade crown hanging crookedly on the right side of his head. His hair is messy, his nose is bruised, his face is swollen, and he has a pair of panda eyes that have been beaten badly.

The other party's beating technique was very clever, avoiding the vital points and at most only causing minor injuries.

For example, if you hit your eyes, they will give you panda eyes, but it will not hurt your eyeballs or break your brow bones;

For example, if I punch you in the nose, it will make your nose bleed, but I will never break the bridge of your nose.

"Oh my God! Your Majesty, you..." Jingyang couldn't believe what he saw and exclaimed, "How come you are the one getting beaten!"

He remembered that the prince was good at martial arts.

Although he didn't practice martial arts very hard and couldn't beat the famous martial arts masters on the list, he was definitely better than the burly soldier and Kingo Guard by more than 01:30 points.If martial arts had levels, if the full level was ten, King Qin Ling would be at least level five.

Yuanyang and Qingniao were also shocked, and the two sisters looked at each other.

"The eldest lady beat...His Royal Highness Prince Qin Ling?"

"The eldest lady is so amazing!"

The mandarin duck is afraid, the blue bird is full of admiration.

Jingyang was very anxious: "I'm sorry, I'll call the imperial doctor for you."

"What kind of legend!"

Xie Yi was full of embarrassment and had no place to vent his anger. He vented his anger on his subordinates and said, "Don't go! I'm not hurt, but you are the only one causing trouble!"

Jingyang: ...Shit is hard to eat, money is hard to make, and the master is hard to serve.

Xie Yi: "Go back..."

Just as I was about to say go back to the palace, out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a beautiful little baby on the west corridor, with a thin figure and pretty pink dots. She was holding a white raccoon slave in her arms and shouting. Mother, trotted towards the direction of the hall.

"Master Wuya, please run slower, the ground is icy and slippery, so be careful where you step."

"Mom, I picked up a raccoon slave."

Mu Wuya didn't care about that, but ran faster. He couldn't wait to show the cat he just picked up to his mother.

After Xie Yi saw the beautiful little baby's face clearly, he was in a trance - this child actually had a face that was almost exactly the same as his own princess!

Suddenly, green clouds covered the sky.

"Who is this child?"

Xie Yi asked loudly, "Where did it come from?"

The servants of the Mu family did not dare to say a word. They knelt on the ground like dumplings and lowered their heads in silence.

Even the mandarin ducks and blue birds knelt down.

"talk!"

Xie Yi's blood pressure suddenly rose, "Everyone is dumb?"

Mu Wuya was startled, his eyes flashing with caution.After all, a five-year-old child will still show timidity when faced with the anger of an adult prince.

Holding the kitten in his arms, he froze in place.

"What's the noise? You scared my son."

Mu Tingxue walked out of the hall, glanced at Xie Yi lightly, then walked to Wuya Little Baozi, squatted down, and helped him brush off the falling snow on his shoulders, and rubbed the child's nose, which was red from the cold. He became much gentler and said, "Yabao, don't be afraid, mother is here."

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