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Mu Junjie also poured a cup of tea for Yuan Hao out of courtesy.The tea ceremony is an art, and even pouring tea has a lot of attention. Mu Junjie's posture of pouring tea is very elegant in Yuan Hao's eyes. Fluttering and flashing, it seems to be able to fan into people's hearts.

Yuan Hao's eyes deepened, and he drank a cup of tea as boldly as drinking, "People over there don't know how to taste tea and don't like tea. Even the best tea tastes the same to me." It’s hard for rich people to understand the truth of being poor. Yuan Hao can never understand why those Song people can do so many tricks even with a glass of water. “But my mother has a soft spot for tea. It’s a pity,” Yuan Hao’s voice was slightly weak Dumb, "She is no longer alive."

In the night market that has already started, the crowds are bustling, and beautiful lanterns are hung in every shop and shop. From a distance, it looks like a bright long dragon, illuminating the entire capital like daytime.Talking about the noisy sound, the tune of silk and bamboo orchestra, the sound of entertainers making music, all night and night, it shows the prosperity of the world in the endless noise.

Leaving from Yuan Hao, Mu Junjie walked slowly on the street alone.

Although Yuan Hao still concealed his real identity, what Mu Junjie didn't expect was that Yuan Hao would take the initiative to talk to him about his family affairs.Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. There will always be men who favor concubines and allow them to bully their wives. There will always be open and secret struggles between back houses, and Yuan Hao's mother is one of the victims.There is more or less a soft spot in everyone's heart. When talking about his biological mother, Yuan Hao's tone is very slow, and his expression can't help but become a little sad.

As a native of Xixia, Yuan Hao's facial contours are relatively deep, with handsome and slightly wrinkled brows, thin and lightly pursed lips, and the side profile is especially charming.That kind of man who has always been strong and arrogant, occasionally showing a fragility that doesn't match them, will easily make people's hearts move. If it is any other person, it is inevitable that he will feel unbearable and sympathetic.

Being able to use dissection and excavation to achieve the purpose of shortening the distance between each other, this method is ruthless and fast enough, but it is a pity that it has no effect on Mu Junjie, who is no less capable of manipulating people's hearts than Yuan Hao.

Because Mu Junjie knows very well that people like Yuan Hao don't need sympathy from others. In fact, if someone feels pity and moves because of the weakness they pretend at this moment, they will not only be used thoroughly, but they will also be tortured secretly. Ridiculous ridicule and contempt -- wishful thinking, self righteousness, stupidity.

A wolf is injured next to a deer, no matter how much the deer sympathizes with the wolf, but the wolf is a wolf after all, and will still eat the deer until there is nothing left when he needs it.

That deer is kind at best, and cheap at worst. Thinking of all kinds of sad deer in this world, Mu Junjie walked around the night market with the crowd, and suddenly frowned slightly.

Someone was following him, the number should be three, and none of these three belonged to him.

Tang Yan and Shamanzi must have been lured away by other killers.Mu Junjie walked through the night market leisurely, then walked into the alley in front of him.

The alley at night is extremely quiet, and the dimly lit lanterns faintly illuminate the uneven bluestone pavement, making the alley even longer.

What about people?

The killer following the alley took a glance at the end of the alley, but couldn't see a single figure, so he stopped walking.At the moment he stopped, a blade flashed.

A flickering knife light suddenly appeared, and it was firmly locked at his throat like lightning!

The killer couldn't dodge it, Kankan dodged to the left, but the blade still cut through the artery on the side of his neck.

The strong smell of blood stimulated people's senses incomparably, and the No. 2 killer flew forward without saying a word, heading straight for Mu Junjie's direction.

The killer has not yet arrived, but the hidden weapon has arrived first.The wooden sleeve arrow is light and convenient, and its lethality is no less than that of metal. With a dim blue light, it reaches all the vital points of the human body.

Frequent and dense hidden weapons, wherever they pass, with the whistling sound of breaking wind, the moves are fatal!

Mu Junjie's flying knife is faster, and the hidden weapon is always cut off by the flying knife at the last moment without any risk. The light of the knife finally finds a gap and strikes the opponent's heart like a ghost.

Blood splattered everywhere, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a silver thread appearing in front of his eyes.

Mu Junjie touched the ground with his toes, retreated hastily using his qinggong, and then saw the figure of the No.3 killer clearly.The tall and thin middle-aged man flipped his wrist lightly, and streaks of silver streamed out from various incredible angles following his movements, and struck overwhelmingly in the blink of an eye.

It is Jiang Yizhou, the number one killer of Tianji Pavilion!

The first two were just asking for directions, but Jiang Yizhou was his real opponent.

The silver thread made of special materials is invulnerable and indestructible, just like black and white impermanence hooks, which can be destroyed with ease, and can kill people in an instant.If one is not careful, the whole body will be cut into pieces by those silk threads.

Mu Junjie turned and dodged at the fastest speed, extremely fast, but he still couldn't get rid of it, and couldn't get into those silk threads.

More and more silk threads are intricate and flying up and down. Under Jiang Yizhou's control, they seem to have life. There was a clanging sound after the knife hit the silk thread.

Both Mu Junjie and Jiang Yizhou were shocked.Jiang Yizhou has practiced himself as a magic silk, and no one has been able to pass ten moves from his own hands, but the young boy in front of him is so young, he has escaped more than 20 moves and is still able to do it with ease.

The Heavenly Magic Silk needs to be infused with internal energy. If this continues, sooner or later, the internal energy will be exhausted. Jiang Yizhou is determined to make a quick decision. The silk thread is like a flower that is slowly blooming. come.

The boy's beautiful pupils shrank suddenly.It's a dilemma at the moment!

Mu Junjie knew that he should retreat, but there was no way out.One flick of a finger for sixty moments, nine hundred births and deaths in one flick of a finger, this flick of a finger determines his life and death.

With a look of certainty, Jiang Yizhou's eyes were filled with the intoxication and satisfaction of killing, but suddenly, his expression turned serious.There was a sword coming through the wind, stabbing at his vital point from behind.

Jiang Yizhou is a killer, not a dead man. At critical moments, his own life is more important than the task.

The silk thread retracted most of it in the next second, Jiang Yizhou was forced to abandon Mu Junjie, and put all his attention on the master who suddenly attacked from behind.

Zhao Zongzhi was right.Because of excessive worry and panic, Zhao Zongzhi's entire back was soaked in cold sweat, and the sword in his hand stabbed at Jiang Yizhou again.The sword light is as desolate as water and as gorgeous as flames. There are no extra moves, only an extremely fierce murderous aura.

Jiang Yizhou was not good at melee attacks, so he hid in a panic, and then recognized Zhao Zongzhi, and his heart sank.

Many people in the martial arts world knew this Prince Ning, who didn't care about political affairs but was extremely skilled in martial arts, and even some people from both righteous and evil ways had written war letters to him.And this majestic county king actually went to those life-and-death invitational battles that might be life-threatening, and what was even more rare was that every time the result was the winning side.

Dealing with Mu Junjie has consumed most of his internal strength, and facing Zhao Zongzhi again, Jiang Yizhou is simply powerless, not to mention mentally inferior.Jiang Yizhou regained his composure, made a feint, turned around and fled quickly using Qinggong.

Not caring about chasing Jiang Yizhou, Zhao Zongzhi immediately ran towards Mu Junjie.

Just now, when he saw Mu Junjie covered by the magic silk, Zhao Zongzhi's heart couldn't beat, he felt that the blood in his whole body was fading, his hands and feet were cold, and his breathing was completely stagnant.Until he walked in front of Mu Junjie, Zhao Zongzhi was still in a state of shock, he felt a surge of fear, and his hands were trembling slightly.

"Mu Junjie." Zhao Zongzhi softly called out the boy's name.

Mu Junjie didn't respond to the name, just smiled and looked at Zhao Zongzhi, his eyes were a little moist from the fight just now, "Wu Mu, why did you come?"

Zhao Zongzhi didn't answer, but called Mu Junjie's name again.The voice is very low, a little hoarse and a little weird, it seems to be hiding some unknown feelings, and it seems that as long as you call his name, he will always be by his side.

Mu Junjie reached out and patted Zhao Zongzhi's shoulder, "Wood, I'm fine, I..."

Zhao Zongzhi immediately hugged him before he finished speaking.

Zhao Zongzhi hugged him very tightly, and Mu Junjie could feel Zhao Zongzhi's tension and concern for him, so he let him hold him without moving.

However, after a cup of tea, Zhao Zongzhi still didn't let go. Mu Junjie rested his chin on Zhao Zongzhi's broad shoulders, and asked for personal freedom: "Wood, can you let go?"

"..."

"Wood?" Mu Junjie struggled.

"... hug for a while." Zhao Zongzhi's voice was very low.

Where Mu Junjie couldn't see, the man Yaoshi's black eyes were bottomless, filled with heart-pounding emotions and unspeakable tenderness.

His expression is so affectionate that it can melt icebergs, but it is a pity that no one can see it.

"A little hot……"

"Be patient."

Mu Junjie was stunned.

Judging from Zhao Zongzhi's tone, he seemed to be angry?Why did you lose your temper all of a sudden?

Feeling that the business is still important, Mu Junjie said: "Wu Mu, let's get out of here quickly, it will be very troublesome if the officials come, and the bloody smell all the way..."

Zhao Zongzhi remained silent, but hugged him even tighter, almost rubbing him into his arms completely.

"...Well," Mu Junjie couldn't help crying out when the wound was touched, "It hurts..."

Zhao Zongzhi let go of his hand immediately, his tone flustered, "Where does it hurt?"

Even though he dodged quickly, Mu Junjie's right arm was still cut with a shallow cut by the magic silk.Zhao Zongzhi frowned suddenly, as if water could be wrung out, he untied the cloak on his chest and carefully put it on Mu Junjie's shoulders, then turned around and bent down, carrying him on his back as usual.

Zhao Zongzhi was wearing a dark blue brocade robe under his cloak. He was tall and tall, with a jade crown and hair tied up.The cherishment and worry in his eyes were clear at a glance, but the thick dark blue gave him a different look.

Mu Junjie's heart suddenly felt soft and warm, a little familiar yet strange, and distant and unknown.When he was about to walk out of the alley, he suddenly said, "Wu Mu, do you believe that there is reincarnation in this world?"

Zhao Zongzhi wondered why Mu Junjie said this, and asked instead: "Do you believe it?"

Mu Junjie turned his head to look at the killer's body on the ground, and slowly said word by word: "Golden belts for killing people and setting fire to them, building bridges and paving roads without corpses....I only believe in myself."

The voice resounded in the deep alley, which somehow made people feel a little cold.

After sending Mu Junjie back to Yan's bedroom, Zhao Zongzhi finally asked, "Who did you go to see before?"

Thinking of Yuan Hao, Mu Junjie suddenly felt a little annoyed—he was actually more pathetic than that deer.

Because there are too few chips now, I can only use myself as a chip to achieve my goal.Mu Junjie sat on the bedside, in the shadow of the candlelight, the light brought a beautiful sense of alienation, as if separating him from the troubled world, Zhao Zongzhi looked at Mu Junjie quietly, "The killer is Jiang Yizhou. If the mission is not successful, he will not give up for a day,... have you messed with anyone recently?"

Yuan Hao, Empress Dowager Li, Grand Master, Prime Minister Zuo, Lin Xuxing, Zhao Shu... He has indeed met a lot of people recently. Mu Junjie already had a candidate in his mind, but he smiled casually: "My personality is so good. , how could you mess with someone?"

Seeing that Zhao Zongzhi's expression was very serious, Mu Junjie tilted his head and thought about it seriously: "Could it be that the little girl I saw in the restaurant last month was pretty, so I couldn't help but tease her a bit from a noble family? Is it because the boss who "accidentally" revealed that the ink he sold in his store was fake before the scientific examination and then succeeded in defrauding a large amount of compensation is a hidden identity killer? Or was he following me for money two days ago, but I took the money on purpose? Is the little beggar who has been teased with great interest for a while, is he actually the elder of the beggar gang? Or is it the prince who came to challenge me yesterday after handing over the invitation card, but I just teased him a few words in a bad manner, and then went back crying inexplicably, and decided to buy it. revenge?"

Zhao Zongzhi's forehead twitched again and again, and he was speechless to Mu Junjie.

Mu Junjie finally made a final decision: "Ah, I see, it must be because I am extremely smart, handsome, kind-hearted, generous, good at astronomy and geography, and trivial at the bottom..., it is really too good, so I was accepted by others. The jealousy of love and hate fell in love, so they began to love and kill each other."

In recent days, as Lin Xuxing said, the door of Mu Junjie's house was about to be broken.

At the Qionglin Banquet that day, the young man was so handsome and dazzling that he already attracted the attention of many people, but now even more people wanted to inquire about him.The greeting posts sent to Fuchu are almost non-stop, some want to compete and challenge, some come to ask for advice, and some are deliberately provocative. Of course, more are invitation posts, I hope he can participate All kinds of parties.

Zhao Zongzhi took a deep breath, and said slowly after a while: "Mu Junjie, I want to hear the truth." His tone was unusually persistent: "Tell me."

Mu Junjie raised his head to look at Zhao Zongzhi, he looked so docile at first glance, it was deceiving, his black hair set off his fair skin, making his eyes look blacker and more beautiful, as clear as water, "Wood, I can handle it myself. I have my own measure, you don't have to worry about it."

Zhao Zongzhi looked into Mu Junjie's eyes and clenched his fists.

It was these eyes that made me miss them for so many years from the time I first saw them to now.

What should I do to make Zhao Zongzhi truly reflected in these eyes?What should I do so that these eyes only look at him?

"What are you planning?"

Mu Junjie still laughed heartlessly: "I plan to be a corrupt official and earn a lot of money."

Zhao Zongzhi didn't change his expression, he just said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I just want to be a little bit of a bottom line, so as not to accidentally destroy your plan one day."

Mu Junjie widened his eyes.The meaning of this sentence is obviously to make trouble if you don't say it!When did this piece of wood learn to threaten! !

Zhao Zongzhi's face was still expressionless, but there was an imperceptible bitterness in his voice: "I just want to help you, no matter what you want to do, I am willing to help you do it."

Mu Junjie pouted.After the intimidation is over, the lure is changed, and the means of not seeing this piece of wood in two years have increased!

Seeing that Mu Junjie still didn't say anything, Zhao Zongzhi felt the bitterness spread all over his chest, and even the tip of his tongue was painful, "...Mu Junjie, I don't want you to have an accident."

Mu Junjie almost blurted out, "Isn't it just a life, it's so easy to lose", but he swallowed it under Zhao Zongzhi's seemingly calm eyes.

These words are too harsh, Mu Junjie can see that Zhao Zongzhi's concern and care for him are all from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't need to use others' concern for him to hurt others in such a ignorant way - even though he is now selfish To the point of treating Zhao Shu as a chess piece that can be used.

For Mu Junjie, at the beginning of his acquaintance with Zhao Zongzhi, he just took Zhao Zongzhi as an object to tease and relieve boredom.But why does Zhao Zongzhi care about and care about himself so much?

Mu Junjie raised his head, and suddenly said softly, "Wood, what should I do, I can't get out."

There was a hint of grievance and sadness in the voice, which made Zhao Zongzhi feel very distressed for a moment, and he was reluctant to ask any more, but said: "No matter what you want to do in the future, I will accompany you."

After Zhao Zongzhi finished applying the medicine to Mu Junjie's arm with his own hands, and persuaded him to have some dinner, after a long time of busy work, he found that Mu Junjie was so sleepy that he dozed off as soon as he touched the bed.

Lying on the bed and curled up into a small ball, without the quilt covered, like a kitten, with a wrinkled nose, as if something was bothering her, she just slept in front of him with messy clothes and defenseless.

Just a sleeping face made Zhao Zongzhi's breathing become a little heavy in an instant. Zhao Zongzhi gently picked up Mu Junjie, put his head on the pillow, and adjusted his sleeping position.

When being moved, Mu Junjie seemed to wake up a little bit. He half-closed his eyes and looked at Zhao Zongzhi, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his hair hanging neatly on the side of his face, his expression was foggy, and his defenseless appearance called Zhao Zongzhi blood. They all started to get hot.

Mu Junjie arched his body a little, closed his eyes, and shrank into a ball again.Forcibly suppressing the strange thoughts rising in his heart, Zhao Zongzhi covered Mu Junjie with a quilt, and his movements were light as if he was treating a tender baby bird, for fear of scaring him away if he moved a little too loudly.

Standing on the bedside, Zhao Zongzhi suddenly remembered what Mu Junjie said earlier: What should I do, I can't get out.

And he is not the same, he has been deeply involved in it for a long time, and he is unable to get out again.

As expected, people are never satisfied. He used to think that as long as he could see Mu Junjie, it was enough to stay by his side. It didn't matter whether Mu Junjie liked him or not, and it didn't matter whether he knew his own heart or not...

But now he found that this was impossible, because the emptiness and bitterness in his heart would overwhelm him.

——Wood, I will accompany you, you will not feel lonely.

The little liar back then just said a joke in order to deceive him, but he kept it firmly in his heart.He drew a circle for him, and he stood in the circle and waited for a long time, only to realize that Mu Junjie hadn't drawn himself into it at all, and it was only his circle from beginning to end.

As the night darkened, Zhao Zongzhi looked at Mu Junjie's sleeping face, and his heart slowly calmed down with Mu Junjie's light breathing.

A person with a personality like Zhao Zongzhi, if he really treats someone well, will be more focused than a person who is naturally passionate, and he can use up all his thoughts.

For example, I come here early in the morning to wake Mu Junjie up, cook three meals a day according to the imperial physician’s recipe and deliver them silently, and come quietly at night to help Mu Junjie who has already fallen asleep to tuck the quilt before leaving... Fortunately, Zhao Zongzhi has always been They all made Qinggong leap into Yan's mansion from the backyard without anyone noticing, otherwise it would have attracted criticism from others.

But there is a kind of person, the better you treat him, the more he will push forward.

No one interpreted this sentence more accurately than Mu Junjie.

Under Zhao Zongzhi's supervision, Mu Junjie's picky eaters got worse, and Zhao Zongzhi's complexion became more and more ugly.

In fact, sometimes Mu Junjie can still finish the meal, such as the bowl of seafood porridge in front of him, the fragrance is really good, but I am used to seeing Zhao Zongzhi's expressionless face on weekdays, I always feel that he is a little irritable at the moment The aggrieved look with a gloomy face but only sulking to himself is very cute.

Mu Junjie was even a little addicted. Zhao Zongzhi was sullen all his life, and he somehow found it very interesting.

Zhao Zongzhi didn't know about Mu Junjie's bad intentions at all, and he still tried his best to take care of Mu Junjie's body, and worked hard without complaint.

But when Gongsunli returned to Bianjing the next day, Mu Junjie's good days would come to an end.

"I will never drink this!"

In front of him is the medicinal soup specially researched by Gongsunli according to Mu Junjie's specific situation. Mu Junjie hid for a whole day and even ran to the firm opened by Yan Hengyi, but he still did not escape.

Facing Mu Junjie, Zhao Zongzhi has always been very patient, "Gongsunli said that drinking this is the most effective for your body."

Mu Junjie looked determined, "I won't drink it no matter how effective it is."

It's not that Mu Junjie lost his temper on purpose, but that the medicinal materials used by Gongsunli really made him unacceptable.Mu Junjie hates toads the most in his life, but there is a whole piece of toad skin in this bowl of medicine!

Zhao Zongzhi frowned slightly, replaced words with actions, and walked directly towards Mu Junjie with the medicine in his hand.Just smelling the smell of the medicine, Mu Junjie felt nauseous all the time, and immediately took a step back, turning over and sitting on the window sill.

This is the third floor, not to mention that Yan Hengyi's business is built higher than the normal third floor, Zhao Zongzhi's face suddenly changed slightly, "Come down!"

The smell of the medicine made Mu Junjie so uncomfortable that his stomach started to twitch. He didn't notice Zhao Zongzhi's face at all, his eyes were only on the bowl of medicine soup, "You throw away the medicine and I'll come down."

Zhao Zongzhi's face became more and more ugly, "You come down first."

Ever since Gongsunli gave Mu Junjie a consultation in the morning, Zhao Zongzhi's complexion has not been good.Because Gongsunli not only said again that Mu Junjie's pulse condition is not a sign of longevity, but also diagnosed that his body is worse than before. If he doesn't take good care of it when he is young, it may affect his life span even more.

While shaking his feet back and forth, Mu Junjie poked his head out of the window eager to try, pinched his nose and continued to threaten: "I will jump if you don't pour out the medicine!"

Zhao Zongzhi's expression has completely sank.

Everyone has a thunder pond that no one can touch, but Mu Junjie unfortunately stepped on Zhao Zongzhi's thunder pond.

Mu Junjie's safety and health are the forbidden places in Zhao Zongzhi's heart. Before Mu Junjie could react, he saw Zhao Zongzhi flying forward quickly and grabbed his shoulder.Mu Junjie was startled immediately, and subconsciously slapped back, causing his whole body to lean back, and immediately fell out of the window.

Zhao Zongzhi suffocated for breath, his heartbeat stopped suddenly, he tightly grabbed Mu Junjie's wrist, pulled him back forcefully, and at the same time sealed his acupuncture points.

Holding the young man who was staring at a pair of beautiful big eyes but unable to move tightly in his arms, Zhao Zongzhi's expression at the moment was extremely frightening, "Mu Junjie, listen carefully, I will not let anyone who hurts your body be spared!" people, including yourself."

It took a long time for Mu Junjie to react from the shock of being hit by Zhao Zongzhi's acupoints. Fortunately, the Ya acupoint was not tapped, so he asked something that he regretted very much later: "...Why don't you let the law go?

The author has something to say: Wood finally went crazy~~

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