Donglin [Quick Travel]

Before walking back to his small garden, he met Mu Zigao on the way. It seemed that Mu Zigao was waiting for him there specially, in fact, it was true.

"Muyu Muhua is gone, isn't Xue'er very happy?" Mu Zigao looked interested.

Xue Yi didn't pay attention to him, but Momo replied: "As long as the prince is happy."

"Stop, did the king tell you to go?" Xue Yi stopped, with his back turned to him, no emotion could be seen on his face. In Mu Zigao's eyes, he was a lonely person with no relatives and no reason, and he had no strength to resist , come and go, no self-esteem and feelings, and he has always seen himself this way.

Mu Zigao approached him slowly, "Xue Er thinks I'm really happy?" The man's voice was low and ambiguous, and his warm breath fell on Xue Yi's fair neck.

"Does Xue'er know how much pain this king feels when he sees that you might go with a woman? Xue'er will always be my Xue'er. Only then did this king know that in my heart, there is nothing but love." Never forget Cher."

Silence, deathly silence, Mu Zigao's hands became more and more irregular, until finally Xue Yi held his hand that was ignited everywhere, and said in a muffled voice, "Does the lord think I'm Ying Eleven?"

The passion/desire in his eyes dissipated, and Mu Zigao opened his eyes with a cold expression, "Oh, okay, why did Xue Er mention him?"

"I just thought, he is so stupid, he believes everyone's words, and I also believe what I say, such a stupid person, if the prince tells him what he just said, he will be so happy, ha ha." Like a joke, his body trembled involuntarily when he laughed, and he didn't stop until Mu Zigao let go of his arm.

"Xue'er is right. After all, Ying Shiyi is my secret guard. Although he has been raised by Mu Zixing as a normal person for so many years, he is still a dog who works hard for his master. What does the master want him to do? Will he still do it?" Rebuttal?"

Xue Yi stopped laughing, "Don't tell me this, it's useless."

"Since it's useless, why doesn't Xue'er turn around and look into my eyes. Why bother to deceive yourself, don't I know what's going on in your mind?"

Xue Yi turned around, pursed her lips tightly, and looked serious, but Mu Zigao smiled at him, "Lu Nongxi smiled late, the wind is strong and the fragrance is light, Xue'er's literary talent is really excellent."

Xue Yi suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Why do you know?"

"Hehe, as long as it happens in my Prince Zhan's Mansion, I, Mu Zigao, don't know about it. After all, I am the master of Prince Zhan's Mansion." Mu Zigao wrapped his fingers around Xue Yi's long hair, his eyes darkened, "He Yibai makes steel and turns it into soft fingers, as long as you behave well, why should you be afraid of my eyeliner."

"Master, the Ninth Prince is here."

"It's just in time, let him wait in the garden." Mu Zigao looked at Bai Lin, and found that his muscles were tense, as if he was enduring something, and at this time he was also looking at Mu Zigao.

"Yes."

"and many more."

Mu Zigao called to stop the servant, and pondered for a moment.

"Let Ying Eleven go to the princess."

"Yes." The boy's voice hesitated.

"what happened?"

"The shadow guard and the princess went outside just now."

"Going out again, it seems that Ying Shiyi is not only treating you with green eyes."

After getting out of the car, Mu Zixing was led into the hall.He had never been here before, and Concubine Yuan didn't like him having too much contact with Mu Zigao, and Mu Zigao was given this house after he became the King of War.

Before they reached it, a tall man came striding forward.

"Brother."

Mu Zigao hurriedly helped him up, "Why is Ninth Brother here today? It's been a long time since I haven't seen you, but I miss him a lot. I'm still thinking about inviting Ninth Brother out for a gathering when I have time."

Mu Zixing smiled a bit reluctantly, "There are many things in the mansion, and I can't get away. I found a chance today and came here."

Mentioning the affairs in the mansion, Mu Zigao's eyes flashed, "It's okay, family matters are the most important thing." Mu Zigao took two steps forward, motioning for Mu Zixing to follow, "Speaking of which, since I moved to this Zhanwang Mansion, nine My younger brother has never visited in the future, and it happens that I have nothing to do today, and the ninth brother is here again, how about asking the ninth brother to take a stroll with me."

"my pleasure."

"Princess, it's fine for the subordinate to follow behind. The subordinate is a hidden guard and cannot show up."

There were people coming and going on the street, but Shui Ling'er was holding on to his clothes, causing many spectators to speculate about what happened.Shui Linger is still dressed as a man. Today, Dong Lin was dragged by Shui Linger to work as a coolie before he could react. Shui Linger originally planned to go out alone, but at the gate, he saw Dong Lin who had just delivered Muyu Muhua. Lin, he brought people here with a single thought.

"What are you afraid of? The mask I bought for you before."

"This one, put it in the house."

Shui Ling'er turned her head back, with a rather helpless look on her face, which made Dong Lin panic.

"It's okay, you follow me, no one without eyes will disturb us."

Dong Lin could only say that it was a girl. Everything he saw was fresh, and he bought a bunch of things and put them in Dong Lin's hands, before finally stopping in front of a small shop selling jewelry.

"Princess, what's the matter." He seemed a little hesitant, and stopped when he clearly wanted to go in. Instead, he asked him dully, "Ying Eleven, you said that I only enter this kind of shop for a man? Isn't it bad?"

Dong Lin glanced at the man's attire, "Princess, you just treat it as buying a gift for your sister, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

"That's right, you should come with Ying Eleven." Seeing Shui Ling'er's excited face, Dong Lin took a step back and shook his head, "This subordinate is waiting for you outside."

The wait was long, but fortunately he was already used to this feeling. Although he was a little strange wearing a mask, it was only to the extent that people looked at him twice. Looking around boredly, he saw a man in a flowered linen dress. The little girl stood quietly in the middle of the road, as if waiting for someone, holding a bamboo stick in her hand, staring blankly at the ground.

The little girl was really strange, the clothes on her body were simple but clean, she had two braids on her head, her eyes were clear but dull, she just stood motionless in the crowd.

"Hmm." Being knocked to the ground suddenly, the little girl let out a muffled groan, and the person who bumped her turned her head in response, and didn't care when she saw that it was just a thin and small child. Instead, she said viciously, "Why, I Walk well, why are you bumping into me, trying to blackmail me, tell you, there is no way."

"Obviously you hit me!" The girl raised her head and retorted, with a look of disbelief. People around her pointed at her, but no one dared to help her up.

"Hey, you're quite courageous. Do you know who I am?" The surrounding voices became even more noisy, and the fat man looked around complacently, and everyone who looked at him couldn't help but take half a step back, " Let me tell you, I am the only son of the nine admirals, this street is under my control, you know, if you want to blackmail someone, it's too early for you."

When the little girl heard his identity, she also knew that she couldn't please her, so she just bit her lip and said nothing, and the fat man's greasy hand waved in front of the girl's eyes; "Oh, he's still blind, no wonder he has no eyes, forget it , I’ll let you go this time, if there is a next time, let’s see how I deal with you.”

"What are you looking at? Let's go." The crowd retreated, only the little girl was sitting there, like a stone statue standing still.

Probably seeing her reminded me of when I was in the orphanage, there were always very few healthy children, and most of them were abandoned by their parents at the entrance of the orphanage because of disabilities. The ones that Lin sees most are the blind and deaf. The teacher taught them to take good care of these partners who cannot see and cannot hear. When he went to the orphanage, he chose to work to support himself, because he knew that the orphanage really couldn't support so many people.

Xiaojing touched the hard money bag in her hand, and estimated the value inside. Those people were all scared by the fat man's identity just now, so no one noticed that she was holding the fat man's money bag in her hand , Xiaojing couldn't help but sneered in her heart, they were all a bunch of idiots, they were so stupid.Sitting lazily on the ground and not wanting to get up, let those people watch if they want to see it. Anyway, if I can’t see it, just pretend that I can’t feel those strange eyes. When the old man comes back later, she can hand over the money to He, and then the two of them found an inn, so they didn't have to live in a ruined temple outside the city.She was thinking like this, but she didn't notice that someone was approaching, so she looked so surprised when her hand was suddenly held by someone.

Feeling that the person he was holding was very nervous, Dong Lin couldn't help comforting her, "It's okay, don't be afraid, I just want to pull you up, sitting on the ground for a long time is always bad."

After working as a blind person for a long time, Xiaojing has an ability. Even if she cannot see the speaker, she can guess the speaker's age, height, identity, and good or evil based on his voice.The man only said one sentence and then didn't say anything else, but silently pulled her up with force, and Xiaojing also stood up silently and obediently.

Dong Lin smiled, knowing that she couldn't see, but he couldn't help being in a good mood. Just as he was about to leave, the little girl took his hand and stroked his palm inch by inch with her slender fingers. Dong Lin looked at the little girl in astonishment. The girl, but found that she just had a serious face, as if she was doing something serious.

The two stood in the middle of the road like this. Dong Lin didn't know what she was doing, but he didn't stop him. He knew that some people who couldn't see could only use other senses to identify others. Probably the little girl wanted to distinguish him from other people.

The little girl's rough fingertips slowly slid across every line of his palm, and finally stopped for a moment on the scar left by his long-term sword practice, with an unspeakable expression on her face, and then put down his hand.

When he was about to say something, he heard Shui Ling'er calling him.Dong Lin followed the prestige, and when he looked back, the girl had already walked away with an old man in Taoist robes leaning on a wooden stick.