I didn't expect you to be such a white moonlight

"Mu Yang?" Song Qifei was shocked, "Huai Mo, don't you have hallucinations due to excessive thinking? Not to mention that Mu Shaodong's family is not in Luodu at this time, even if he is, why would he dress like this and appear in the public? "

But what surprised him even more was that the man actually stopped after hearing the hasty cry.

This time, Song Qifei couldn't straighten his tongue, "No... no way? Really, really Mr. Mu?"

The other two didn't realize it for a while, they just stared blankly at Ji Huaimo like a young girl(?) who squeezed into the crowd and ran in front of the tall mysterious man.

"Brother Mu, is it really you?" As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to lift the black veil on the head of the person in front of him, but was held down by a slender and beautiful hand.

"This is not the place to talk."

So Ji Huaimo turned around and waved at Song Qifei and the others, then followed Mu Yang without looking back.

I often make a pot of tea in my free time, only envious of mandarin ducks but not immortals.

When Mu Yang put a smile on the corner of his mouth, and finally put the steaming Mingqian Maojian in front of Ji Huaimo, he finally recovered.

"Try it, I don't know if the new tea introduced a while ago suits your taste."

"It smells fragrant and tastes sweet, it is top grade."

"..." The maid standing behind her slandered, this is the new tribute this year, can it not be top grade?

The master is really good, he didn't taste a sip, he used it to please his sweetheart first, and even made tea for him by himself.

"It seems that Huai Mo is not only an expert in wine, but also knows something about tea."

"Understood and dare not be, it's just to fool people. You also know that my mother wants me to live like a real nobleman, so she will teach me some of these 'superior' things."

"..." Mu Yang knew that Ji Huaimo's mother, Princess Jibei, was once one of the most famous noble daughters in Luodu, but she fell into decline later, so she married away sadly.I'm afraid she still retains her pride in her heart.

Thinking of this, he felt that he had mentioned Ji Huaimo's sad incident. He must be very unwilling to be forced by his mother to come into contact with so many uninteresting things, right?Just like himself, in order to get revenge, he forced himself to become an unrecognizable person.

"Sorry, Huai Mo, you..."

"It's nothing. Sometimes I pretend to be that kind of person."

"What do you mean?"

"Who the hell are you? Mu Yang." Ji Huaimo suddenly looked up at him, but met his eyes inadvertently.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but his peach eyes seem to be more charming and more radiant.When Ji Huaimo saw such a pair of eyes again, he had a flash of inspiration, remembering that strange sense of familiarity when he met the eldest princess that day, where did it come from?

The An family's appearance may have its own characteristics, but only this pair of peach blossom eyes will never change.

Exactly the same, exactly the same.Then, by the way, he remembered that when he first met Mu Yang, he also thought he looked like His Royal Highness.

"You're not Mu Yang, who are you? Are you... from the royal family?"

"..." Hearing the last sentence, Mu Yang couldn't help but tighten the hand holding the teacup, and then let go.

"Huai Mo, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"Brother Mu, we are all smart people, so don't hide it. Let me guess, who are you? Hmm..." Ji Huaimo blinked mischievously, and tilted his head pretending to think about it.

He really went through all the adult princes of the right age in his heart, not even the prince's son.It is a pity that most of His Majesty's brothers are deceased, and most of their descendants are either dead or exiled.The only one left in the world is Prince Cheng, but it is not heard that he has a son.

As for the princes... Your Majesty only has eight adult princes, they are the eldest prince An Qinbai, the third prince An Qinxian, the fourth prince An Qinzhe, the fifth prince An Qinwen, the eighth prince An Qinyu, the tenth prince An Qinluo, The twelve princes, An Qinwu, and the current crown prince.

The fourth prince and the twelfth prince have seen each other by themselves, so they can't be mistaken.The Eighth Prince is a lame man.As for the eldest prince and tenth prince, one of them is born of a court lady, and the other is the minion of the fourth prince. Ji Huaimo thinks that no matter what, they should not have such a bearing, because it is not only born with it, but also nurtured by the day after tomorrow. of.

These are all ruled out, and there are only two people left.

"Are you the third prince or the fifth prince?"

"..." Mu Yang still had a smile on his lips, looking at him quietly, neither admitting nor denying his guess.

When Ji Huaimo saw that he didn't speak, he felt a little dissatisfied, and couldn't help pushing his hand, "Hey! You said something! Am I right?"

"Who do you want me to be?"

"What do you mean who I want you to be? Who are you supposed to be? Pretending to be the head of the Mu family and approaching me, what is the purpose?"

"Then Huaimo tell me first, why do you think I'm one of these two people?" His voice was still so deep and pleasant that Ji Huaimo fell into it unconsciously and followed his train of thought.

So, he confided all his conjectures just now, and finally said, "The third prince and the fifth prince have gentle personalities, which is quite similar to yours. It's just that the fifth prince is younger in age, so you... Are you the Fifth Prince?" Ji Huaimo couldn't tell right now whether he wanted Mu Yang to deny or admit it.

"I'm not the Fifth Prince." Mu Yang stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, lowered his head and sipped it, and flatly denied it.

Ji Huaimo was not very surprised either, "Then you are..."

"It's not the third prince either."

"Eh?" Ji Huaimo was finally surprised this time, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Mu Yang suspiciously, "You are not...then you..." He was very confident in his guess, but he didn't know that it was just like that easily denied.

"You're right, I'm indeed a royal."

"But you..." Ji Huaimo's eyes widened, what's going on?Not any prince, but he is said to be a royal.

Could it be... He suddenly thought of a possibility, and raised his head in disbelief to observe Mu Yang carefully again.

The person in front of him has always been calm, without any embarrassment of his identity being exposed, instead he is still making and tasting tea in a very contented manner.

It seems that Ji Huaimo's identity is not a very so-called thing, "You are..."

"Hmm." Mu Yang answered vaguely, got up and went into the tent, leaving Ji Huaimo stunned.

what to do?Is he angry?It's all my own fault, I have to get to the bottom of it for nothing, but I accidentally touched someone's pain.

What can I do now?Are you sorry?