Peerless Junior Uncle

It's because I tried all my bad ideas when he was a child and didn't bully him to cry, but now I just want to say a word to his brother, that unsmiling child is still fragile after all.

Mu Ze didn't speak any more, he didn't even dare to touch Mu Lan, he was covered in poison, and others would die if he touched it, that's why he hadn't appeared in front of people for many years.

"Where is Mo Qianqiu?" Yin Qianji squeezed his brows and came down from the roof, asking, "Why did he make you look like this?"

"I don't know." Mu Ze said, "I voluntarily."

"Voluntary?!" Mu Lan turned around, walked up to Mu Ze in a few steps, picked up his front, and the frost in his eyes was thicker than the next: "You made yourself into this picture of neither human nor ghost." What the hell are you trying to do!"

Mu Ze wanted to avoid Mu Lan's hand, but was taken a step back by surprise, but seeing that Mu Lan was not contaminated by the poison on his body, he felt relieved and said softly: "I can't tell you. "There is helplessness in the eyes, but it is very firm: "It has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me?" Mu Lan sneered twice: "Yeah, what does it have to do with me? You left me at the beginning, ignored me for more than ten years, and abandoned me long ago. How can you care about your business?" Let me intervene." As Mu Lan said, she let go of her hand, took two steps back, looked at Mu Ze with heavy eyes from a distance, and said softly, "Really, Mu Ze?"

A trace of regret flashed in Mu Ze's eyes, but he didn't speak after all. Yin Qianji stood aside and interrupted his meditation: "You know I'm here, but you still dare to take the risk to see Mu Lan. It shows that you still have a conscience. Are you serious? Don't know the whereabouts of Qianqiu?"

"I don't know." Mu Ze said in a deep voice: "He doesn't believe anyone, and no one knows his whereabouts. Everything I do is passed on to me by him."

"Did you kill the person in the dungeon last time?" He Tingge couldn't help asking, although Fu Qingcheng said it was him, but he still asked, maybe there is something to gain.

"It's me." Mu Ze glanced at He Tingge, remembered the appearance of that person in the underground palace, paused and said: "Those people are Yuwenhu's dead soldiers, they should come to inquire about the whereabouts of Lihentian, I just received His letter asked me to silence him, but I don’t know about the others.”

He Tingge frowned: "The last time you went to the underground palace was to steal the phoenix feather bow?"

"No, to kill you." Mu Ze said lightly, as if he was talking about a very easy topic: "But you are lucky, I regret it."

He Tingge asked, "Why?"

"No reason." Mu Ze said: "I'm not doing things for Mo Qianqiu, I'm just helping him, we don't have a subordinate relationship, I have my decision-making power."

"Why help him?"

"He is also useful to me." Mu Ze said: "That's all for now, the rest has nothing to do with you." After that, he kept silent.

Everyone had different thoughts for a while, Mu Ze's words should be true, he is not Mo Qianqiu's subordinate, there is no question of allegiance, there is no need to deliberately hide anything, but I always feel that things are getting more and more complicated.

"Mu Mu, I'm so sleepy." Huo Qiangu rubbed his eyes and squinted at Mu Lan, and glare at Mu Ze by the way.

Mu Lan sighed softly, walked to Huo Qiangu's side, and said softly, "Let's go."

Mu Ze watched, moved his fingers, but did nothing. Seeing Mu Lan's figure disappear from sight, he turned around and said, "Can I go?"

He Tingge didn't care. He looked at Yin Qianji. Yin Qianji blinked and nodded. It's useless to keep him. He came out this time to clean up the house. Since Mu Ze didn't know Mo Qianqiu's whereabouts, he would scare the snake by keeping him.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Ze's figure disappeared into the night. Yin Qianji paid back his debts, and took Xiao Hei back to sleep. In the middle of the night, the old man couldn't stand such a toss.

Fu Qingcheng was covered with a quilt, and blinked at He Tingge who came in, as if he hadn't woken up: "Finished?"

He Tingge nodded: "Most of the yard has been demolished, so young master must remember to pay for it."

"It's not me who dismantled it." With a smile on his lips, Fu Qingcheng turned to He Tingge who was sitting on the edge of the bed. soft."

He Tingge raised his brows and said with a smile, "Ruanhe can just sleep here."

"By the way, I remembered Brother Zhou also said it." Fu Qingcheng said seriously.

"What did you say?" He Tingge was a little displeased, why "Brother Zhou" came to disturb him all the time.

Fu Qingcheng tugged at his sleeve, and leaned forward. He Tingge had no choice but to change his position. Fu Qingcheng leaned on his lap, rubbed it with satisfaction, and said, "He told me the whereabouts of Li Hentian."

He Tingge frowned: "Really?"

"Not sure, but at least try."

"where?"

"I won't tell you yet." Fu Qingcheng smiled and said, "I'll talk about it when I'm sure."

He Tingge was helpless: "Are you whetting my appetite?"

"En." Fu Qingcheng said seriously: "I thought you were not interested in anything."

"Okay." He Tingge said: "Sleep, I'm sleepy."

Fu Qingcheng moved in consciously, giving up half of the bed, He Tingge raised his eyebrows and took off his boots, and with a wave of his hand, all the candles in the room were extinguished.

"Actually..." In the darkness, Fu Qingcheng whispered, "Mu Lan is very lucky."

He Tingge embraced Fu Qingcheng's thin body, and said softly, "I think I am the luckiest."

Fu Qingcheng twitched the corners of his lips in the dark, and buried his head beside He Tingge's pillow, yes, he was also very lucky.

The next day was gray, as if a heavy rain was brewing.Early in the morning, when He Tingge came back from practicing in the backyard, he saw Haitang squatting in a corner of the garden and counting ants.

He Tingge glanced at it from a distance and was a little surprised. Why did Haitang rush back from Xu's residence early in the morning?Don't you usually drag Xu Ziyang to Jiuwei Pavilion for dinner until the sun is high?

"What are you thinking about?" He Tingge squatted beside Haitang and made a sudden noise, which startled Haitang, but Haitang looked up at He Tingge and then lowered his head to take a wooden stick to create obstacles for the moving ants.There was a melancholy that had never been seen on the handsome face.

He Tingge felt that something was getting more and more wrong, so he beat Haitang with his arm: "The antique quilt of Xu's mansion was smashed again, and Ziyang kicked it out?"

Haitang's subordinates paused, but he was stunned and ignored He Tingge, but suddenly he was a little irritable, he gritted his teeth after seeing He Tingge, and finally didn't say a word.

"Hey?" He Tingge was surprised, what kind of trouble is this?

"Ziyang will never talk to me in this life." Haitang finally said in a deep voice.

"What's wrong?" He Tingge thinks it's better to ask, there is no one in Haitang who can tell the truth except him.

Haitang took the branch in his hand and snapped it in half with a "snap", and didn't even notice the wooden thorn stuck in his hand. After a while, he threw the branch and slapped himself with his backhand.This time, He Tingge was frightened. Looking at the five finger prints that were instantly swollen on his fair face, he quickly grabbed the hand that was about to hit him again: "What's the matter?"

"I'm not fucking human." Haitang gritted his teeth and said.

"kindness?"

"I...I..." Haitang gritted his teeth and stood up and left after a long time. He rushed into the room where he usually slept and slammed the door with a loud bang. He Tingge blinked. It's time to renovate, a yard was almost demolished yesterday, the Haitang fell today, and the door probably won't be long before it disappears.

Until noon, Haitang was no longer seen coming out of the door. Fu Qingcheng came back from outside and asked He Tingge: "Where is Haitang?"

"Maybe he fell asleep." He Tinge said.

Fu Qingcheng frowned slightly: "I went to see the business, and they said that Ziyang had never been there. Haitang came back early in the morning, so I asked him."

He Tingge nodded and pointed to Haitang's room, but Haitang had already opened the door and came out with a gloomy face. Seeing Fu Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, he walked over, hesitantly, his skin was fair, and the five finger prints still had traces. Fu Qingcheng looked at the brows a pick.

"Little prince, little uncle." Haitang took a deep breath and said, "I..."

"Little Uncle?" But Xu Ziyang's voice came from outside the door, Fu Qingcheng turned around and saw Xu Ziyang walking in, and said, "Little Uncle looking for me this morning?"

"En." Fu Qingcheng nodded, Xu Ziyang's complexion was slightly pale, but there seemed to be no major problem.

Haitang stopped talking, looked at Xu Ziyang who walked in, his expression changed, and he opened his mouth and said, "Ziyang."

Xu Ziyang didn't even look at him, but asked Fu Qingcheng what he wanted from him.

He Tingge felt that something was wrong, but he didn't ask any further questions, probably because Haitang had provoked Xu Ziyang again.

Fu Qingcheng said a few words, Xu Ziyang walked out the door in response, Haitang chased him out, and only held Xu Ziyang's arm outside the gate: "Ziyang."

Xu Ziyang's feet were weak, and he fell to his knees. Haitang quickly grabbed his arm to prevent him from falling, but Xu Ziyang shook off Haitang's hand. Only then did Haitang realize that Xu Ziyang's hands were covered in cold sweat, even his arms They all trembled: "Ziyang!"

"Go away." Xu Ziyang stood upright and said coldly, avoiding Haitang's hand that wanted to help him.

From beginning to end, his gaze never fell on Haitang's face.

Haitang withdrew his hand abruptly, stood on the ground, watching Xu Ziyang leave step by step, but he didn't dare to follow him. Was it disgust in his eyes?

let's go to the grave

However, Fu Qingcheng stopped walking to the door, frowned, although he didn't see what was going on outside, he guessed it very well, and Xu Ziyang's low voice "Go away" still lingered in his ears.

He pondered for a while, but then smiled abruptly, slipped around to the housekeeper at the door, and then went out.

Xu Ziyang dragged his tired and sore body