The devil has too many vests

The sky is bright, the big sun hangs in the middle, and it is noon.

In the princess mansion, the courtyard of the Ninth Princess Ji Muyue was empty, and all the servants were sent out.

On a tall pear tree by the outer wall of the courtyard, a snow-white figure fluttered down like a feather, with wide sleeves fluttering, black silk like ink, and snow-white petals.He has a gentle aura all over his body, like the breeze and the moon.

Yan Weilou flicked his sleeves lightly, and was about to go to the Ninth Princess, Ji Muyue, to negotiate terms and make trouble.I don't know what to think of, but my footsteps suddenly stopped.

... Mistake!Wrong vest.

He is gentle and pure, he does not contend with the world, he has no power to restrain a chicken, and he is like the breeze and the moon. ?

Most importantly, if he is not mistaken, behind those chambers of commerce planning to carve up Xiaoyao Building, there is the handwriting of the Ninth Princess.

After thinking for a while, Yan Weilou took out a mask from his sleeve—this was what he had been wearing by accident before—and put it on his face lightly.

Mmm, perfect.

After the temporary trumpet was created, he silently praised himself in his heart. Yan Weilou felt like an artist who drew a brand new character, and his heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

He adjusted his breath, walked calmly, and walked towards the half-closed courtyard gate not far away.

"Your Highness, no more~"

Just passing through the courtyard gate of weeping vines, Yan Weilou suddenly heard a soft, sweet voice, as if he had a jar of sugar in his throat, the sweetness beyond the standard was enough to make any sweet tooth shudder.

Yan Weilou paused, the expression under the mask suddenly froze, and a strange feeling surged all over his body.

...does something seem wrong?

When he cast his gaze over, he understood the reason for the weird feeling just now at a glance.What caught his eyes was a restricted and indescribable picture.If it is painted as a erotic picture and put on the market, it may be sold out.

It's just that the gender of the protagonist in this erotic picture seems to be different from the mainstream.

I saw a gorgeous soft couch lying across the courtyard, and Ji Muyue, the Ninth Princess who Yan Weilou was looking for on this trip, was lying on the soft couch in disheveled clothes.The black hair was scattered, and under the spreading crimson palace attire, a petite and exquisite fair boy was faintly revealed in his arms.

Surrounded by four or five youths with beautiful looks in tulle, some are fanning attentively, some are flattering, and some are bowing their heads and doing all kinds of indescribable things... All kinds of pictures are gathered into a series of messages and reflected to Yan In Wei Lou's mind, he froze for a moment.

——This gorgeous and unparalleled Ninth Princess, His Royal Highness, is an out-and-out man.

The most important thing is that this person is actually doing some kind of indescribable thing under the curtain... A big guy in women's clothing, it's so terrifying.

Yan Weilou was stunned for three seconds before his brain woke up from the large amount of information he had just received.

Fortunately, in the information-advanced society before crossing, all kinds of strange things are not uncommon.Even though he had never seen these things with his own eyes, he had heard a lot of them anyway, and even though the sudden shock was quite big, he quickly regained his composure.

"Hmm... are there any guests?"

Yan Weilou's footsteps were not hidden, Ji Muyue snorted lazily, and immediately raised her body, a little surprise flashed in her lavender eyes.

...Although all the servants in the inner courtyard have been dismissed by him, the defense line of the Princess Mansion itself has no dead ends, and there are patrols at twelve hours a day.This man was able to sneak in without disturbing any guards, and he was obviously an extraordinary master.

As Ji Muyue straightened up, the already messy crimson palace attire dropped sharply, revealing a flat chest.He didn't seem to be bothered to hide it, he just looked at the person coming with a half-smile.

With just one glance, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was subconsciously on guard.

Ten steps away from the gate of the courtyard, under the wall of hanging flowers and vines, stood a mysterious man in a white shirt with wide sleeves and a ghost mask.

He was dressed in snow-white clothes, without any pendant on his body, and also wore the most common sacrificial mask on his face, for no apparent reason.

The sun was shining brightly, and the mask of gods and ghosts with golden patterns on the white background was shining brightly on the man's face. The left half of his face was holy and solemn, and the right half of his face was ghostly and ghostly.

"It's as bright as the autumn moon shining on the water, and as bright as a jade tree facing the wind. The ancients are not deceived!"

Ji Muyue sighed softly, and there was an ambiguous smile in her eyes: "Everyone knows... the first three thousand in the princess mansion, the beauties came here on their own initiative, could it be that they want to recommend themselves as pillows?"

There is an astonishing charm in his movements, and his voice is indistinguishable, which makes people crisp to the bone.

Yan Weilou felt a faint sense of strangeness in his heart again.For the first time, some people couldn't maintain their own personalities.

... In the past, no matter what kind of vest he put on, he could enter the scene in minutes, but now he was almost defeated by the nine princesses.Is this the purpose of the other party?

——Deliberately suppressing yourself like this, trying to arouse his emotions, so as to gain the initiative and gain the upper hand in the next confrontation?

I was a little sure of my guess in my heart.Yan Weilou's breath became colder and colder, his gaze sharpened.

Ji Muyue felt a sudden chill all over her body, and a sudden coldness enveloped her whole body, like thousands of invisible sword lights cutting across her skin, or like an invisible invisible Mount Tai rising from her head. Pushing down... A boundless terror surged in his heart, and if he was not careful, he would be crushed instantly.

——It seems that as long as one more word is said, today is the day of his death.

Just relying on the breath that naturally leaked from the soul, it can cause such a terrifying oppression to his heart.The height of this person's spirit and soul is simply unbelievable!

Ji Muyue's heart was shocked.

He lowered his head and didn't look at that person anymore. He stretched out his hand to put a robe on the boy in his arms, and waved away all the male pets around him: "Hey, you guys go down first."

He has a loving voice and gentle movements.

A male favorite who had recently entered the mansion was confused by this illusion, and looked hostilely at the Yanwei Tower not far away by the weeping vines, and then pulled Ji Muyue's sleeve and acted coquettishly, making a gesture of reluctance: "Your Highness..."

However, the eyes of this Highness who was still so tender were as cold as ice for a moment: "Be obedient and step back."

His tone was even softer.

The man couldn't help trembling, and was dragged away by his companion whose expression changed drastically as he staggered.

"boom!"

Several people were about to walk out of the courtyard gate, but they heard a loud bang, followed by a long sword chant, and the piercing chill was like a glow on their backs, making them run out desperately without thinking about other things.

The large and gorgeous soft couch in the courtyard could no longer bear the pressure, and fell apart in an instant.

"Cough cough cough cough."

Ji Muyue stood up from the debris on the ground, all the bones in her body were creaking.Just now he coughed twice after being choked, and a cold sword edge was already on his neck.

"My heart illuminates the moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch..." He sighed for a long time, his tone was rather melancholy, "It's really sad to see the beauty treat me like this."

His face, which was so beautiful beyond gender, was full of resentment and sorrow, revealing a natural sense of melancholy, enough to make anyone feel pity.

The faint soul fluctuations rippled like ripples.

"This is..." Yan Weilou's eyes showed some surprise.

He sent the long sword in his hand forward.A faint streak of blood emerged from the other party's fair neck.

The smile on Ji Muyue's face stiffened slightly.

""Girls Work"."

Yan Weilou spat out three words, and Ji Muyue's expression changed slightly, showing a bit of vigilance.

... The traces of the actions of the Nine Princesses in front of me are so familiar. It is clearly the soul and secret method "Girl Art" of the Yaoguang Hall, one of the seven halls of the Big Dipper Demon Palace. Alluring in the invisible.

Leaving aside the fact that Ji Muyue is obviously a man, how could he possess the mentality of the Emperor Guangdian, just talking about this "Girl's Art", it really left a deep impression on Yan Weilou.

In his previous life, he was hunted down by the Taishang Taoist, and finally escaped, and became an ordinary noodle shop owner incognito. He seemed to be quite talented in cooking, and it was rare for him to be stable for a while.

However, a passing Yaoguang Palace disciple inexplicably cast the method of spiritual charm on him. He was already wary, and he subconsciously picked up the rolling pin and stabbed it through.

It was only later that Yan Weilou learned that that person was the only daughter of the master of the Yaoguang Hall of the Big Dipper Demon Palace.Because of this, he completely offended the righteous and demons, and was chased and killed with no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth.

Thinking of the inexplicable lawsuit back then, Yan Weilou is still at a loss, only thinking that most of the people in the Yaoguang Palace are inexplicable people.

——Thinking like this, Yan Weilou obviously didn't realize that the reason why he, an "average noodle shop owner", can support himself with his incomplete cooking skills is obviously not relying on his culinary skills that he feels good about himself , but that not low appearance.

As for the daughter of the owner of the Yaoguang Palace who was attracted by the sex, I'm afraid she didn't understand until she died, how she fell into the hands of an ordinary noodle shop owner.

Having learned from the past, Yan Weilou felt vigilant when he noticed the traces of "Girl's Art" on Ji Muyue's body.I feel that the Ninth Princess, who is disguised as a woman, seems to be as inexplicable as the woman back then.

Yan Weilou pointed out the existence of "Girl's Art", and inevitably recalled the experience of eating with handicrafts. Although the time was short, it was very pleasant.There was a moment of silence.

This silence brought strong psychological pressure on Ji Muyue.

"Cough." Ji Muyue coughed dryly twice, feeling the icy chill and a faint tingling pain on her neck, and finally chose Congxin, "Your Excellency can recognize the existence of "Girl Girl Gong", and you can see it in broad daylight." Breaking into the mansion, why did you come here?"

The sword in the mysterious man's hand was cold again.

"To negotiate a deal."

His hand holding the sword was steady, his tone of voice was cold, and his eyes hidden behind the mask were equally indifferent, as if what he was in front of was not a living person at all, but a grass, a flower, or a stone.

Even if the deacons in Xiaoyao Building who had dealt with "Yan Wulun" countless times saw this extraordinary change in temperament, they would never think that it was the same person.

Ji Muyue has no doubt that if she chooses to refuse, she will be cut into two pieces without mercy by the other party.

"As for the terms of the transaction..." Under the mask, he seemed to smile, "How is your life?"

"This is really an unfair deal." Ji Muyue gave a wry smile, all the teasing expression on her face restrained.

"You can choose to refuse."

"Unexpectedly, Your Excellency can still joke." Ji Muyue was startled, and then said seriously, "Then, what do you need me to do?"

There was a confident and calm look between his brows, as if there was no request that could baffle him.

Yan Weilou didn't answer, but suddenly said: "Last night Feiyuwei searched Rongfeng Pavilion, found traces of people in Beidou Demon Palace, and harvested hundreds of armored bows and crossbows."

"What!" Ji Muyue was startled suddenly, her movements were too large for a moment, a long bloodstain was drawn on the sword's edge on her neck, and blood spattered.But he didn't care, just asked, "Really?"

...what went wrong?Why did Fei Yuwei investigate Rongfeng Pavilion for no reason?Most importantly, why didn't he know about this matter?

——Could it be that the emperor no longer trusts him?

Thinking of the meaning behind this incident, Ji Muyue's eyes shone fiercely, as if she was thinking about something.

As the chief culprit, Yan Weilou didn't have the slightest sense of guilt that he cheated someone and wanted to sell him for a few dollars.He just said lightly: "The emperor has become suspicious, you should understand."

Ji Muyue, who was tricked by someone and didn't know it, showed gratitude on her face: "That's the case, but thank you for reminding me."

After a few words, his attitude has changed drastically.

"Your Excellency, you have something to ask for, and I will definitely fulfill it for you."

He blinked his eyes: "Even if I want a spring breeze, I am very happy."

Yan Weilou:? ? ?

... Sure enough, people who practice "Girl Girl Skill" are not normal?

He ignored the other party's words: "My condition is very simple, I think you should know something about King Qi..."

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After half an hour.

Looking at the back that disappeared in the blink of an eye, the smile on Ji Muyue's face gradually disappeared, and he turned around to look to the other side of the courtyard.

"Why didn't you make a move just now?"

A figure wrapped in black gauze slowly emerged, with a graceful figure and eyes as charming as autumn water.

She shook her head slowly.

"This man's strength is unpredictable, and I can't stop him. Besides, he seems to have noticed me."

"By the way, the news he just mentioned..." The low female voice was slightly hoarse, "If it is true..."

"Then act as soon as possible." Ji Muyue's voice was very decisive, "After all these years of preparation, it doesn't matter a few days earlier."

"...I can't wait... to send my good father on the road."