Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Gu Yunxi didn't know many people, but there were quite a few.

Excluding all possibilities, there are not many people who can be picked out alone without any involvement in the imperial city.

Mu Feiya and Mu An Ning, they are women, it is impossible.

People from the General's Mansion, I have seen those who have worked in the General's Mansion for many years, these can basically be ruled out.

If we talk about acquaintances outside, then there are even fewer people to check. She rarely goes out to meet people.

The last one, and the most likely one, is him.

"Mr. Mu." Gu Yunxi lowered his eyes and tried to recall the scene where he was kidnapped and taken to the cave.

She knew that person was Chu Dongyi, but she just couldn't see his face clearly.

She was confused about what they had said. She could remember some of it, but most of it could not be remembered.

"Is it really him?"

Gu Yunxi looked at Jun Yexuan, still a little confused: "Why do you and Prince Zheng both believe that he is from Wu Qiong?"

At first, they really believed that Mr. Mu was Wu Qiong's spy.

Jun Yexuan looked at her.

It was daytime now, and she was no longer the little girl who was willing to act coquettishly to him and be close to him at night.

The way she looked at him was cold and distant, and the way she spoke was calm and wise.

In fact, it's all her. The only difference is whether she likes or resists him if she has experienced those things or not.

Jun Yexuan sat down on a chair nearby and called Yan Bei in: "Let Twelve go check on Mr. Mu again."

"Yes." Yan Bei accepted the order and went out.

Gu Yunxi looked at him: "Brother Four Emperors hasn't answered my question just now."

"He has Wu Qiong's dead soldiers with him." Therefore, both he and King Zheng agreed that Mr. Mu came from Wu Qiong.

"Can't people from other countries let Wu Qiong's dead soldiers sacrifice their lives for them?"

Gu Yunxi's words were not questioning, but genuine curiosity.

This problem was explained to her by Lan Yuan: "A dead soldier will be completely devoted to his master. In the process of training a dead soldier, the master must appear from time to time."

"They can recognize everything about their master, including his breath, appearance, voice, and even his eyes."

"So what you mean is that in order to make Wu Qiong's dead warriors devoted to him, he himself must always appear in Wu Qiong?"

Gu Yunxi fell into deep thought.

Although a small place like Wuqiong is also a country, it is just a small country to Nanling or Xiling.

Why would he, the dignified Third Prince of Xiling, spend so much thought on a small country?

Unless, he would go to Wu Qiong frequently in the first place, otherwise, it would be a complete waste of time.

However, he is the third prince of Xiling, what does Wu Qiong have that makes it worth keeping him there?

"I'm not sure now whether it's Mr. Mu, but among the people I know, he is indeed the most suspicious."

"As for the poison on my body..."

Gu Yunxi looked at Lan Yuan.

Lan Yuan immediately straightened his back and waited for her instructions.

Gu Yunxi said: "Is there any way to suppress it temporarily?"

Whenever night falls, her behavior is out of her control, and she always feels particularly indulgent.

That is, do whatever you want, without restraint.

And when she wakes up in the morning and recalls those scenes from the night, she always feels particularly complicated.

She remembered it clearly, but that was not what she should do!

He and Jun Yexuan interacted in this way, resisting during the day and indulgently entangled at night.

It’s torture to keep cutting and sorting out the mess.

"Maybe, is there any way to make me fall asleep at night and wake up again during the day?"

Before Lan Yuan could say anything, Jun Yexuan on the side had already darkened his face and said displeased: "Has being with me made you so miserable?"