The prince is hard to serve

When they returned to Ling Xiao Pavilion together, it was already Hai Shi.

At this time, the palace had already quieted down, only the footsteps of the guards being called to patrol over and over again could be heard.

Entering the main hall, Yan Wenhao noticed Xie Jingyu's aura, probably because Mu Ziling was there, so he hid and did not come out.

He signaled Fuquan and Duan Yuan to wait at the door, and in front of Mu Ziling, Yan Wenhao raised his head, looked at the place where Xie Jingyu was hiding, and then calmly called his name.

Xie Jingyu, who was hiding on the beam of the house, was surprised for a moment. He glanced at Yan Wenhao and guessed that Yan Wenhao had confessed to Mu Ziling, so he stopped hiding, jumped up and landed gracefully in front of them .

Seeing the young man suddenly falling from above, Mu Ziling was taken aback and took a big step back.

Smiling at Mu Ziling, Xie Jingyu looked at Mu Ziling with a pair of smiling eyes, then swayed the folding fan in his hand, and greeted him warmly, "Long time no see."

After seeing his face clearly, Mu Ziling couldn't help opening his eyes wide, the surprise in his eyes was beyond words: "You... Yan Ze?"

Xie Jingyu smiled, and he nodded, "It was me. I left without saying goodbye three years ago, and I haven't thanked you seriously. Thank you for saving my life. See you again now. Finally, I can say thank you to Haohao." After finishing, he raised his hand again and bowed deeply to Mu Ziling.

When he raised his head again, Xie Jingyu's eyes were gloomy, and he was solemn, but his tone of voice also contained a bit of guilt: "I'm sorry, I concealed my identity from you out of other considerations, let me introduce you again now, My surname is Xie, my name is Jing Yu, and Yan Ze is my cousin...and also Wen Hao's senior brother."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling's expression became very ugly. It never occurred to him that the friends he had been honest with were all deceiving him.

Looking at Xie Jingyu with complicated eyes, after a long time, Mu Ziling calmed down and asked him softly, "Are you His Highness's senior brother?"

Mu Ziling still remembers Xie Jingyu to this day, and his impression is particularly deep.

The day when Xie Jingyu was rescued was already nightfall, and it was almost Xu time.

At that time, he was walking in the backyard, and when he was about to go back to his room, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the back door. After hearing the sound, he opened the door and saw a bloody man lying down in the alley not far from the back door of Xiangfu. I have already exhaled more and inhaled less.

Mu Ziling was also a little bit involved in medical books, so he squatted down immediately, checked the other person's wounds, and found that the person had suffered a very serious sword wound, and the most dangerous wound was on the abdomen. A little bit to the right, and you should be exhausted.

Because he couldn't bear to see him bleed to death like this, Mu Ziling frowned, hesitated for a while, and then made a decision to bring this man back to the mansion to recuperate.

After Xie Jingyu woke up, he thanked Mu Ziling.

And during the half a month of recuperation, Mu Ziling found that Xie Jingyu was very knowledgeable, so he went with the meeting every day and chatted with him about many topics, and they chatted very speculatively.

At that time, Mu Ziling felt that he and Xie Jingyu were very close. At one time, Mu Ziling even regarded Xie Jingyu as a close friend and confided his heart to him.

But later, one day, Xie Jingyu suddenly left without saying goodbye, and was never seen again.

It was also because of this that every time Mu Ziling thought of Xie Jingyu in the future, he still felt a little regretful and emotional.

But now, seeing him again under such circumstances, Mu Ziling couldn't be happy no matter what.

At this moment, he didn't even know whether Xie Jingyu and Yan Wenhao planned his rescue that year.

Thinking of this, Mu Ziling pursed his lips, looked at Xie Jingyu in front of him, then turned his head to look at Yan Wenhao, then frowned, and asked in a cold voice, "You started plotting against me three years ago?"

His eyes fell directly on Yan Wenhao, deep in those calm eyes, there were deep doubts and an indescribable sadness.

When Yan Wenhao heard this, his pupils dilated slightly, and the corners of his lips contained a bit of bitterness, he shook his head helplessly and said, "That's not the case..."

But before he could finish his next words, Mu Ziling had already turned his head and stopped looking at him, with undisguised disgust in his eyes and eyebrows.

"Humble..."

Staring blankly at Mu Ziling who had already turned his head and refused to pay any attention to him, Yan Wenhao kept the unspoken words in his mouth, struggled for a few times, and finally stopped speaking.

The hand on his side was clenched into a fist, his expression was solemn, a trace of extremely suppressed madness flashed through his eyes, but he quickly returned to a dazed and distressed look.

Seeing that the harmony and warmth between the two of them had completely disappeared before him, Xie Jingyu put away his folding fan and couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.

He pondered for a while, considered his words, and then explained for Yan Wenhao: "No, it's not what you think. When you rescued me back then, I was indeed hunted down and almost died. The back door of Mu Mansion has nothing to do with Wen Hao, and there is no such thing as design."

Having said that, he stopped, turned around and took a few steps back, sat down on a chair, took a sip of water from the teacup on the side, and then continued: "Three years ago, I happened to pass by a In the town, because bandits were raging, the people in the town were suffering unspeakably, I went all the way up the mountain, and after beheading bandits all over the mountain, I didn't go to count the number carefully, so two of the bandits took the opportunity to escape."

"They followed me all the way into the capital, and that day, I was drinking in a restaurant. If you save me, I can save my life."

After a pause, he tilted his head slightly, glanced at Yan Wenhao, remained silent for a long time, and then continued: "Now that Wen Hao doesn't shy away from you, and let you see me, I'm afraid that he has already put everything to rest with you." You should be honest, then you should also know that Wen Hao has been poisoned since he was six years old, and three years ago, he was still suffering from the strange poison, and he was in pain all day long..."

With a little pity in his eyes, Xie Jingyu looked back at Mu Ziling again, played with the folding fan in his hand, and said softly: "You have never seen the scene when the poison on Wen Hao's body flares up, he often screams in pain, turning over constantly , even at the expense of injuring himself to divert attention..."

"At that time, he was only 15 years old. Even though he was resentful and wanted to plan something, he still had no energy to speak of. Besides, at that time, he didn't think of using you or Mu Daren."

Having said that, the smile that had always been on Xie Jingyu's face finally faded away, and his brows were frowned. He looked at Mu Ziling with a calm face, and said in a cold tone, "You shouldn't misunderstand him so much. His……"

"Enough, Jing Yu."

Interrupting Xie Jingyu's words, Yan Wenhao looked at Mu Ziling again, with a touch of tenderness hidden in his eyes, he said in a gentle voice: "Modest, I let you see Jingyu to let you know that from now on, I will not I won't hide anything from you anymore."

"..."

In silence, Mu Ziling didn't give him any response at all.

Gritting his teeth, he clenched his hands hidden in his wide sleeves. After listening to Xie Jingyu's words, Mu Ziling suppressed with all his strength, feeling the pity that was about to surge out in his heart.

After a while, he lowered his eyes, expressionless, and said indifferently: "I'm tired, I want to go back and rest first." He didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Aren't you going to stay and listen?"

Grabbing Mu Ziling's hand, he temporarily stopped his leaving footsteps. Yan Wenhao lowered his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were covered by his overly long hair, and he couldn't see clearly.

Withdrawing his hand little by little, Mu Ziling didn't look back, his eyes flickered, and he said coldly: "I'm very tired, I want to rest, Your Highness and Young Master Xie should continue to discuss important matters... No interest in knowing those things."

Up to now, Yan Wenhao already wanted to tell Mu Ziling all the schemes, but at this moment, Mu Ziling was unwilling to listen at all.

Perhaps it was because the impatience and coldness in Mu Ziling's tone were so clear that Yan Wenhao couldn't help being startled, and then he let go of his hand suddenly.

After that, Yan Wenhao didn't say anything to keep him, but just stood there with a complicated expression, his eyes were always on Mu Ziling, watching him walk away step by step, until even his back disappeared at the door.

Standing there for a while, when he slowly retracted his gaze, and then turned around, all the expressions on his face had been suppressed, revealing the same calm and gentle appearance as before.

Walking slowly to the upper seat, Yan Wenhao sat down softly. Yan Wenhao straightened his back and sat upright. His eyes swept to the distance, blinked slowly, and then said indifferently: "Come out."

After Yan Wenhao's words fell, two black figures jumped in one after the other, and knelt down in front of him: "See Your Highness."

"Daan Si, Luo Yu, you all speak up."

He responded lightly, and seeing that they had already got up, Yan Wenhao glanced at them again, and then asked sharply, "When did you arrive?"

Luo Yu and An Si confessed: "The subordinates arrived just as the concubine was about to leave." When they came in, they happened to see that Mu Ziling hadn't left yet, so they quickly held their breath and hid in the dark without daring to leave. Appear.

Slightly nodding his head, Yan Wenhao said "Yes", pondered for a while, and said, "From now on, you don't have to hide in front of modesty anymore."

Since he said that he would no longer hide anything, he really wouldn't hide anything anymore.

Looking at each other, Luo Yu and An Si both saw the surprise in each other's eyes, but they were just subordinates after all, and they couldn't ask easily even though they were extremely puzzled.

All they have to do is to do their duty well.

With his chin propped up, Yan Wenhao's eyes swept over the two people in front of him, and finally landed on Luo Yu. When he saw the red marks on her neck that couldn't be concealed, his eyes flickered a few times , He lowered his head and remained silent for a while, when he raised his head again, he frowned, and suddenly asked: "An Liu, have you ever regretted it?"

Dark six is ​​Luo Yu's code name, and she is also the only woman among the seven dark guards.

Startled, Luo Yu folded his fists and knelt down after realizing it, and said with a serious expression: "This subordinate will not regret it."

An incomparably strong hatred flashed in her eyes, and she continued fiercely: "Two years ago, my younger sister was under 12 years old, and just because she fell down, she accidentally poured hot tea on Yan Wenzhi's body. Yan Wenzhi was brutally tortured to death, I must avenge my sister's revenge, even if it requires me to be smashed to pieces, I will not hesitate!"