Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The day of the reception feast.

After a few days of rest, Jinchen had to go to work reluctantly. After getting up in the morning, he went to the palace to report for duty as required.

After dealing with some related matters, Jinchen made a special trip to the Imperial Hospital.

The imperial physician on duty that day was the apprentice of the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

When he heard about Jin Chen's purpose, he said, "General, you may not know that before I entered the palace, I had studied various exotic totems. If you trust me, you may show me."

Jinchen asked the imperial physician to bring white paper, ink and brush, and draw the simple totem that he saw on Muyue's wrist that day.

"This……"

The imperial physician came closer to take a puzzled look and said, "General, you may not know that all totems of different tribes are transformed from animals they believe in, such as eagles, wolves, etc."

Jin Chen's eyes were filled with hostility, and his voice was cold, "This is not a totem, is it a disease or a poison?"

"In your humble opinion... if the frequency of occurrence is regular and the time spent in your hand is short, then it must be poison."

The officials were confused about Jinchen's attitude, so they had to be cautious in their words and deeds.

Jinchen glanced at the ink on the paper again and left without saying a word.

"Farewell, General."

And at this time in the general's mansion.

Mu Yue solved his biggest worry. From then on, no one in the capital would think of him as the most beautiful girl in Yu Shui Pavilion. He had been happy for several days.

He will attend the welcoming banquet tonight with his brother. Muyue always feels that this is a big deal. She couldn't sleep even though Jinchen left early in the morning, so she simply got up and dressed up.

I heard that there are the most beauties in the palace, and today there might be the daughter of this or that official. Even if he is the king, he wants to be the most beautiful one around his brother.

Just as Mu Yue was struggling over whether to wear her favorite red robe or a robe that would match her brother's, she suddenly heard a knock outside the door.

A dead pigeon.

Mu Yue's face suddenly darkened.

After looking outside the yard for a few times, Mu Yue silently carried the dead pigeon into the room, twisted off the drooping head with ease, and his hands were immediately covered in blood.

An iron rod with a note on it was stuffed into the pigeon's body.

Mu Yue pursed her lips and threw away the pigeon, her eyes fixed on the words on the paper, and pressed her wrist with her bloody fingertips, holding it tightly.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Jin Qingqing watched Mu Yue walk out of the mansion, and hurried a few steps to catch up with her, "Your Majesty, the welcoming banquet is tonight, aren't you waiting for my second brother to come back?"

Mu Yue looked back at her and smiled faintly, "I'll go meet my subordinates. You can tell me this when my brother comes back."

"what…"

Jin Qingqing looked at the blood on his sleeve blankly, bowed and saluted, "I will tell my second brother the truth."

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Even though he had been undercover in the capital, Mu Yue had never explored other places, let alone such a remote suburb.

Mu Yue followed the instructions on the note and arrived at the open-air pavilion in the suburbs. As soon as she arrived, she could feel the chaotic atmosphere here, and there were many people lying in ambush in the mountains.

"Get out here." Mu Yue shouted coldly in Xiwu language, with a cold light flashing in her green eyes.

"Good brother, you are really perceptive."

Agnar appeared clapping his hands, followed by his men holding iron-thorned poisonous whips, and they immediately surrounded Mu Yue.

"Should I call you my brother or the king?" Agnar's deep face was full of anger, and his smile was even more sarcastic.

Seeing that the visitor was the only prince recognized by the former king, Mu Yue calmed down and said coldly: "Of course it's the king."

I don’t have a brother like you. You don’t deserve it.

"What a great king! You killed your father and your king, you will be imprisoned in the sacred mountain to be punished! How dare you!"

Mu Yue scratched her ears and said, "You are so noisy. Anyway, you only recognize the Tianmu Pearl. The Tianmu Pearl is in my hand, so I am the king."

Agner: “…”

"You took advantage of my absence to seek a position in Xiwu! Then don't blame me for being rude."

Mu Yue rolled her eyes, "When have you ever been polite? You are shameless."

You have abused me, Xiwu has changed hands, and now you are saying you are welcome.

Isn't this simply sick?

Mu Yue stretched out her hand to him, "I'll give you the Tianmu Pearl, and you give me the antidote."

"Stupid! Where is the antidote for this poison?" Agnar swung his braid and sneered, "It's a pity that I don't have that much patience. I have to wait a few months for you to die before I can take back the throne of the king..."

"I knew it, liar."

Mu Yue withdrew her hand in dissatisfaction, muttering, "You are just like your father! You both have no shame!"

"Kill the traitor! Seize the Tianmu Pearl!" Agnar swung the poisonous whip with sharp anger in his eyes.

In an instant, everyone rushed over and surrounded Mu Yue from all sides.

Unlike the Westwood guards that Mu Yue had killed before, those who followed Agnar were all real killers, each with unique skills.

Even though Mu Yue had concealed his abilities before, his abilities were discovered after he killed several of them unexpectedly, and he was unable to escape for a while.

Agnar, who was determined to take back the Tianmu Pearl, tensed his muscles like a mad beast, and attacked viciously and cruelly, each blow was as deadly as a storm.

What was even more fatal was that Mu Yue was completely unfamiliar with the terrain of the mountains here. Only when he was driven deep into the mountains did he realize that the terrain here was too complicated and he had lost his sense of direction.

Agnar covered his bloody wound and thought to himself that he had underestimated his enemy. He didn't expect that this man's harmlessness since childhood was all an illusion.

But having more people is useful after all.

Watching Mu Yue looking around for a way to escape like a headless fly, Agnar couldn't help but burst into laughter and wiped the blood off his face.

"This is a great place I carefully selected for you. Even if you die here, your soul will not be able to escape!"

"what!"

Mu Yue was not paying attention for a moment, and was hit by the iron spike on the arm and fell to the ground. She heard Agner's mocking voice.

His face was pale, he was exhausted from the seemingly endless journey, the corners of his lips were dry and he could only taste the salty and bitter sweat.

I really shouldn't have come today.

But he was unwilling to give up even if there was a glimmer of hope for detoxification.

In a state of confusion, Mu Yue blinked her weak eyelids, and suddenly remembered the tactics that her brother had mentioned when they were in the Shenwei Camp.

Although it is aimed at the outskirts of the Great Wall where it is easy to get confused, but when used here...

Mu Yue held her broken left arm, looked around with hazy vision, and finally found a path that could be used.

He gritted his teeth, jumped down the hillside next to the pavilion, and used the force of sliding down to escape the encirclement of Agnar's men.

"Damn it! This guy is really desperate, chase him!"

Even Agnar, who had observed the terrain in advance, did not expect that Mu Yue could find another way out.

Another round of escape and killing.

Mu Yue used the terrain of the deep mountains to avoid the killer who was chasing him. While running, his broken left arm inevitably moved. He was almost pale and his clothes were stained with blood.

"Oh!"

The woodcutter was on his way carrying two loads of firewood. He was startled by the sudden appearance of the man. He quickly dropped the load and was about to run away. Suddenly, a hidden knife appeared in front of him and pierced straight into a branch only half an inch away from him.

The woodcutter was so frightened that he trembled all over and turned back stiffly, "Great...Great...Great hero! I was just passing by and didn't see anything!"