[System] I have special flower destroying skills

A trace of anger flashed in Mu Yunzheng's eyes, with a chill on his brows, he said, "Master Xiao is not to worry about the affairs of the Mu family."

"You're welcome, I'm just free." Xiao Jing picked up the teacup slowly and took a sip.

"..." The chill between Mu Yunzheng's eyebrows became even worse, and he said coldly, "This king is also very idle."

Xiao Jing nodded, and sincerely suggested: "Since I'm free, the king of the South China Sea might as well go back to the South China Sea earlier."

The corners of Mu Yunzheng's lips pursed slightly, "Then when will Lord Xiao plan to return to Osmanthus Valley?"

"It's a pity, Nanhai and Osmanthus Valley have different roads, I'm afraid I can't see you off." Xiao Jing said.

Mu Yunzheng: "..."

"...I don't need you to send it to me." Mu Yunzheng said.

"Well, have a good trip." Xiao Jing's lips curled up slowly.

Mu Yunzheng: "..."

Chest tight by Xiao Jing, Mu Yunzheng stood up, took a deep breath, and said, "Master Xiao——"

Xiao Jing didn't wait for him to finish, she also stood up and said meaningfully: "My lord is really leisurely alone, if you really can't sleep, why don't you do something useful."

Mu Yunzheng was stunned.

Xiao Jing said calmly: "For some things, you must have more than enough energy."

Mu Yunzheng's eyebrows were raised, his face was ugly.

"Walk slowly without sending."

Mu Yunzheng's expression was stern, and he was about to shake his sleeves and leave, but he caught a glimpse of the jade plaque pinned to Xiao Jing's waist out of the corner of his eye, "Why do you have this?"

Before Xiao Jing could say anything, Mu Yunzheng stretched out his hand, as if he was going to take the jade tablet. Xiao Jing's face turned cold, and his strike was like a gale, and he cut Mu Yunzheng's hand behind his back with one move.

When Mu Chuyu arrived in a hurry, he saw such a scene.

His expression changed, he rushed forward to pull Xiao Jing's arm away, and said sharply: "Xiao Jing, let go!"

Xiao Jing let go of Mu Yunzheng's hand, Mo Mou stared straight at Mu Chuyu.

"Uncle Huang, how are you?" Mu Chuyu asked worriedly as he helped Mu Yunzheng up.

"It's okay," Mu Yunzheng was about to wave his hand, but a sharp pain came from his shoulder, "Hiss."

"Injured?" Mu Chuyu was shocked.

"It's dislocated." Cold sweat broke out on Mu Yunzheng's forehead.

Xiao Jing's eyes sank, she grabbed Mu Chuyu's wrist and pulled him behind her, then took Mu Yunzheng's arm and pushed it mercilessly, accompanied by a crisp sound.

After moving his arms, Mu Yunzheng said, "Okay."

Mu Chuyu breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know if he had any other injuries, so he hurriedly called Xiao Shunzi to the imperial physician.

"Yu'er, I'm fine." Mu Yunzheng just wanted to hold Mu Chuyu, but Xiao Jing stepped forward to block him.

"My lord is delicate and frail, so it's better not to do things that are beyond your will." Xiao Jing had a smile on her lips, but it was colder than not smiling.

"Xiao Jing!" Mu Chuyu was worried that Xiao Jing would fight, so he quickly grabbed his hand.

Xiao Jing's handsome eyebrows were faintly condensed with anger, and without saying a word, he held Mu Chuyu's wrist and walked in the direction he came and went.

Mu Yunzheng looked at the backs of the two leaving, his eyes darkened.

"My lord." Xiao Shunzi hurried over with the imperial physician, seeing his expression, said cautiously, "The imperial physician is here."

"No need," Mu Yunzheng shook his head with a lonely expression, "You can't cure my king's illness."

"Ah!" The imperial physician was worried about offending him, and hurriedly said, "Why don't you let the divine doctor Xiao treat the prince, Mr. Xiao has superb medical skills, and he will definitely be able to cure the disease."

Mu Yunzheng: "..."

Xiao Shunzi: "..."

"The servant will take his leave first." Xiao Shunzi pulled the imperial doctor to salute, then hurried back, as if there was a scourge behind him, and he was afraid that he would not be able to avoid it.

"My lord, Mr. Xiao—" the imperial physician said resolutely.

"Shut up, don't you want to die?" Xiao Shunzi stepped on the imperial doctor's foot and said in a low voice, "My lord's illness is still caused by Mr. Xiao."

"Isn't the prince hopeless?" the imperial doctor said solemnly.

……

Mu Chuyu struggled hard, but couldn't break free from Xiao Jing's powerful shackles. When she returned to the room, her fair wrist was already stained with a deep red.

Xiao Jing reached out to rub his wrist for him, but Mu Chuyu slapped him away and glared at him: "You actually fought with the emperor!"

Xiao Jing paused, and said: "He can't beat me."

Mu Chuyu said with chest tightness: "Are you going to fight him if you can handle it?"

"I didn't fight with him." Xiao Jing's black eyes were as deep as the night, and he stretched out his hand to imprison him between himself and the table, "Why are you nervous?"

"Shouldn't I be nervous?" Mu Chuyu laughed angrily at him, "Just let you cause trouble?"

"He provoked you first." Xiao Jing pursed her lips, her eyes were full of stubbornness and gloom.

Mu Chuyu was startled by his eyes full of ice, and settled down, "You..."

"How many things have you kept from me?" Xiao Jing stared at him, as if she wanted to lock him by her side with her eyes.

"I..." Mu Chuyu paused, and murmured softly, "It's not because you get angry when you mention Uncle Huang." He turned into a fire-breathing dragon, so naturally he would not take the initiative to bring up the matter of the clothes. When I was busy, I forgot to destroy the evidence, but was discovered by Xiao Jing.

"Then why did he ask you if you're going to the South China Sea?" Xiao Jing half-closed her eyes, as if a storm was brewing in her eyes.

Mu Chuyu's eyes became flustered, and he pretended to be calm and said, "I told you, he's flustered."

Xiao Jing's slender fingers stroked his soft hair time after time, his expression was gloomy and his voice was low, "At least he knows that you want to go to South China Sea, but you didn't tell me anything."

Mu Chuyu's face turned pale, his throat tightened, he had nothing to say, should he tell him that he is going to the South China Sea to do the last mission and then leave here, leave him?

In Xiao Jing's eyes, his silent appearance seemed to be taken into consideration.His fingertips gently stroked Mu Chuyu's cheeks, his black eyes were as dark as the night, thick and suffocating, "How many things have you told him that you can't tell me?"

Mu Chuyu raised his head suddenly, and met his mocking eyes, his heart tightened first, and then there was a sharp pain, the coolness permeated from the bottom of his heart to his whole body, after a while, he said with difficulty: "You ...is that what you think?"

"What do you want me to think?" Xiao Jing smiled half-smile, but what he said was very hurtful, "You didn't mean to hide it from me? Or did you tell him that you slipped your tongue?"

"I won't talk to you anymore." Blocked by his aggressiveness, Mu Chuyu took a deep breath and turned his face away.He didn't know how to explain it, and he didn't want to speak now.

"Then go talk to him?" Xiao Jing sneered.

Mu Chuyu's face turned pale, but he still insisted: "We can't talk properly now, when we calm down..."

"Another excuse?" Xiao Jing's black eyes were like thick ink that couldn't be melted away, he chuckled lightly, which was harsh in the room as stiff as ice.

Mu Chuyu bit his lower lip tightly and looked at him without saying a word, his palms were covered with cold sweat. After a while, he heard his hoarse voice resounding in the empty room.

"If you think so, there is nothing I can do." His expression was cold, and the way he looked at Xiao Jing was like looking at a stranger.

Looking at his slightly red eyes, Xiao Jing's mind, which was driven mad by jealousy, finally calmed down. He stepped forward to touch his face, but he opened his hand mercilessly.

"you go."

"I..." Xiao Jing slowed down her persuasive tone.

"Let's go." Mu Chuyu turned around, only one word popped out from the corner of his lips, and he didn't want to say a word of extra words.

Xiao Jing looked at his thin back without saying a word.

The atmosphere between the two was as stiff as the surface of a frozen lake.

Until he heard the sound of the door closing, Mu Chuyu finally sat down with no strength to support his body, the light that had been burning in his eyes was extinguished, and only a piece of burnt ashes remained.

……

From that day on, the two fell into a cold war.

Mu Chulin pushed open the door and saw Mu Chuyu staring at the book in a daze, so he stepped forward and knocked on his head, "Go for a walk, don't stay in the room all the time."

Mu Chuyu shook his head, looked at him with his chin on his hands, "I'm bored, I don't want to go."

"It's boring because you don't want to go." Mu Chulin couldn't help but pull him out, "You need to bask in the sun more, Xiao Jing also said, basking in the sun to replenish yang energy, you just don't like going out so you're weak ..."

Mu Chuyu withdrew her hand with a slightly cold expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Chulin was taken aback.

Mu Chuyu walked back slowly, and said, "The sun is too big, I don't want to go out."

Too much sun?

Mu Chulin looked up at the sky, and the sun happened to be blocked by layers of clouds, and he couldn't help but be speechless.

"Have you had a fight?" Mu Chulin sat across from his younger brother.

Mu Chuyu turned a deaf ear to it, pinching the corner of the page with her pale fingertips and turning it over.

Mu Chulin thought for a while, and guessed: "For the uncle?"

Mu Chuyu poured himself a cup of tea.

"Xiao Jing was jealous of the emperor's uncle?" Mu Chulin felt that he had touched the edge of the truth.

"Second brother." Mu Chuyu raised his head abruptly.

Mu Chulin's eyes were full of expectation.

"Is there no new short story book recently?" Mu Chuyu asked leisurely.

Mu Chulin was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said, "There should be." Booksellers release a new batch every once in a while to attract business.

"Then why are you still so idle?" Mu Chuyu glanced at his second brother.

"..." Mu Chulin gritted his teeth, "Stinky boy." After staying with Xiao Jing for a long time, everyone was taken away!

Mu Chuyu picked up the teacup and took a sip, then looked at him, "How is sister-in-law?"

"You're in good spirits," Mu Chulin said with a smile on his lips, "Go and see her when you have time, she often talks about you."

"Okay." Mu Chuyu's straight lips finally brought a smile, but even this smile collapsed the next moment.

"Xiao Jing went to see my sister-in-law almost every day to feel her pulse and prescribe medicine." The meaning in Mu Chulin's eyes was self-evident.

Mu Chuyu's face was expressionless, and his eyes returned to his own pages.

Mu Chulin: "..."

Now I don't even talk about it, I really pissed off...

Mu Chulin shook his head, and continued to chat with him, but did not mention Xiao Jing again.