Dress until the villain's house is destroyed [Quick Transmigration]

Several days have passed since that day.

Yin Muyou rarely had time to paint in Taifu's residence.

"My lord, His Royal Highness is here."

The pen in my hand was stained with dye, because of this moment of pause, a drop of ink dripped on the delicate white rice paper, and it gradually faded away, making this unfinished painting lost.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ying couldn't help saying 'Oh!': "The picture of Begonia sleeping in spring, which Taifu has drawn for many days, has been destroyed just like this."

Thinking of what happened at the Lantern Festival State Banquet that day, Yin Muyou felt very depressed.

"What's the use of drawing more pictures of begonias sleeping in spring? Those who should come will always come, and those who don't come will still not come."

Liu Ying couldn't understand, and looked at Yin Muyou with innocent eyes.

Yin Muyou smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, what about Changhuan people?"

"I stood outside for a long time, and didn't let the slave come in to report, just stood there stupidly."

Yin Muyou sighed, and threw the pen in his hand: "I'll go and have a look, don't follow me."

In the octagonal pavilion, only Liu Ying was left.

She put away the picture of Begonia Spring Sleeping on the stone table in doubt, but she still couldn't comprehend the meaning of Yin Muyou's words just now.

"Begonia is a flower that blooms in late spring. What this song means is that he can't wait to see it."

Liu Ying's heart trembled, and she looked over there, only to see a woman with a feminine appearance, her pupils were as black as a pool of stagnant water.

"I haven't seen you in Taifu's mansion, are you...?"

"The wind from the building wishes Yuejin."

Hearing him call the Taifu's name, and went directly to the Taifu's residence, Liu Ying only thought he was the Taifu's friend.

But Zhu Yuejin's words made Liuying very upset and flustered: "No matter who the guest is, you shouldn't say such curse words to the Taifu!"

Zhu Yuejin looked at the picture of Begonia sleeping in spring on the table, he just added a few strokes, and the picture came alive again.

Liu Ying opened her eyes wide and sighed, "It's amazing!"

Zhu Yuejin yawned: "Where is your master?"

"Going to see Prince Jun."

Zhu Yuejin looked into the distance, her eyes flickering slightly.

He had already heard about what happened on the Lantern Festival.

He came today to discuss an explanation with Yin Muyou.

What has been planned for ten years is only one step away. Why did Jin Ge shrink back?

Obviously that seat is taken by Jinge, which is far better than the cowardly and incompetent little emperor.

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In the depths of the gravel path, Jun Changhuan was standing under the magnolia tree.

His hair was stained with snow that couldn't melt, and he didn't know how long he stayed here.

Yin Muyou walked over quickly: "Chang Huan."

Hearing Yin Muyou's voice, Jun Changhuan turned his head, his eyes were filled with panic: "Jing Ge, why are you here?"

"You came to the Taifu's mansion, and you didn't let the servants report, can I not come?"

Jun Changhuan fell silent. In just a few days, he lost weight. The former gentle boy became taciturn.

"This magnolia tree was planted in this place because I was ignorant when I was young."

Yin Muyou followed his eyes to see that in five years, the original saplings had grown up and bloomed without knowing it.

"I used to always think that you love magnolias. If I planted one in the yard, would you see this one when you came over?"

Yin Muyou felt uncomfortable, he was indeed a gentle young man.

Jun Changhuan stretched out his hand to stroke the tree trunk. After pretending for so long, Jun Changhuan couldn't pretend in front of Yin Muyou.

His voice trembled slightly: "Jing Ge, I'm so scared."

He just lost his father, and because his father was a sinner, he couldn't even collect his father's body.

The body was not buried, and is still being held in the prison.

Marquis Taiping is a rebellious person, coupled with so many rumors and rumors in the market, even if he is dead, he can't easily go to the ground to rest in peace.

"Are you still refusing to tell me what happened that night?"

"..."

Jun Changhuan's eyes were slightly red: "You refused to tell me, but someone else came to tell me the so-called truth."

"Do you believe it?"

"Oh, he thinks I'm a fool, how can I believe it?" Jun Changhuan's beautiful eyes burst out with strong emotions, "I hate it so much, I can't wait to pick up a knife, pierce his heart, cut his heart Intestines."

Yin Muyou suddenly looked up, Jun Changhuan has changed too much these days.

There were tears in Jun Changhuan's eyes, but he wanted to laugh: "Jingge, everyone said you were cruel and killed many people. Tell me, how do you take revenge on someone?"

"... Put away all your sharpness, pretend to be beside him, let him show his softness, and then kill him with one blow."

As expected, Jun Changhuan stopped crying and looked at him with wide eyes.

Yin Muyou asked: "Is it scary?"

Jun Changhuan shook his head, his eyes were stained with pain: "Did you do the same thing during the six months in Zihuan Palace...?"

This is the first time Yin Muyou brought up this matter on his own initiative, if someone else asked, he might be angry.

"Yeah, I've worked so hard to pretend. I've been pretending for a long time, and I can't find myself anymore."

"Later, everyone accused me, saying that I was extreme, selfish, and cruel, not like the original me."

"But if I'm still me, I won't be able to live. I've lost Mu Jinge in your eyes."

There was mist in Jun Changhuan's eye sockets, and he only hated himself for not being born a few years earlier.

It turns out that only when he is in the same situation as Jin Ge can he clearly understand how bitter Jin Ge is.

When he heard about this from Su Huan, he was in pain.

Why did this happen to Jinge?

The pain of losing his father and his distress for Yin Muyou finally made him reveal his long-held emotions.

Jun Changhuan hugged him tightly and cried in pain.

But he didn't make a sound at all, just crying silently.

"I can't even collect my father's body. Even if I meet my enemy, I can't avenge him right away."

"Your approach is right, recharge your batteries for the future."

Jun Changhuan showed a smile that was uglier than crying. Everyone advised him not to be an enemy of King Rong. The Changping Hou Mansion did not have the strength to make any waves.

Those words were vivid in my ears, although Jun Changhuan responded on the surface, he was always uncomfortable in his heart.

Only Yin Muyou didn't persuade him at all.

These days, he was about to be driven crazy by the negative emotions in his heart.

Until now, Jun Changhuan's aggrieved heart has only been relieved by half a point.

"Jing Ge, although I know this is embarrassing for you, but...can you let me go to the prison and see my father for the last time?" Jun Changhuan pursed his lips tightly, "I want to see him, even if it is a corpse. "

Yin Muyou was silent for a long time before replying: "Okay."

He will help him beg Su Yan to let Jun Changhuan take a last look at Taipinghou.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you there."

Jun Changhuan hummed, the expression on his face was like melting ice and snow.

The two agreed on tomorrow morning, Yin Muyou urged him again and again, and then sent Jun Changhuan to the carriage.

Yin Muyou suddenly felt a little cold, wrapped the cloak around her body tightly, and her forehead was hot.

His throat was sore, it was obvious that spring had begun, but the snow had not yet melted.

"Teacher is really in a good mood. At this time, I still want to take Jun Changhuan to the prison." Zhu Yuejin folded her hands on her shoulders, leaning her back in front of the vermilion pillar, with disappointment in her eyes.

"How did you come?"

"I haven't come yet, isn't it a mess?" Zhu Yuejin walked to Yin Muyou's side, and leaned over forcefully, "Mu Jinge, what do you want to do!"

Yin Muyou's expression was indifferent, without a trace of fear: "As you can see."

Zhu Yuejin gritted her teeth: "Isn't what Feng Zilou has done all these years to get you into that position? But now you tell me that you want to assist His Majesty in governing?"

"Yes."

Zhu Yuejin was full of disappointment, and tried to persuade her one last time: "How can the little emperor compare to you? Only you can bring order to the chaos of the Great Zhou!"

Yin Muyou coughed violently, almost coughing up his lungs.

He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The corner of her mouth was stained with a dark red, and the blood pierced Zhu Yuejin's eyes.

Zhu Yuejin remembered the picture of Begonia sleeping in spring that she had just seen, and couldn't help but take a step back: "Jing Ge, don't you really..."

"Yuejin...I won't live long."

Zhu Yuejin's breath was suffocated.

"It turned out to be like this." Zhu Yuejin's sharp attitude softened immediately, and her voice was hoarse, "Have you seen a doctor?"

"Looked."

Zhu Yuejin stared at him closely, and held back for a long time before saying, "Liar!"

Yin Muyou coughed lightly, and his face was particularly pale: "I can fool others, but I still can't fool you."

Zhu Yuejin was very distressed, and said in extreme pain, "Does the little emperor know?"

Yin Muyou pursed her lips tightly and shook her head lightly.

"You're just thinking about him, what about him?"

"Your Majesty..." Yin Muyou smiled faintly, "He trusts me wholeheartedly."

Zhu Yuejin finally felt better after hearing what he said.

If even Su Yan, who is so helpful to him, doesn't believe him, what should Jin Ge do?

Zhu Yuejin was afraid. If he gave up now, many people would bear a grudge against Jinge, and his situation would only get worse.So he had to ask clearly today because he was also worried about him.

Fortunately, if Su Yan believed in him, at least he would be saved.

"That's fine."

Seeing that he was depressed, Yin Muyou sighed inaudibly: "Yuejin, it's getting a bit cold here, let's go to the Nuan Pavilion together."

"……Um."

After bypassing the courtyard, we soon came to the Nuan Pavilion.

I don't know if the flowering period is almost over, but the bright flowers on the magnolia flower at the door have also begun to wither, falling into the dust and stained with mud.

Inside the Nuan Pavilion, the fragrance of tea from the jade cup filled the nostrils.

Yin Muyou asked: "You took the initiative to come to Taifu's mansion today, it must not be because of this reason?"

"Hmph, I still can't hide anything from you."

Zhu Yuejin's eyes were slightly red, and she was afraid that Yin Muyou would see her, so she quickly wiped the wet corners of her eyes with her sleeve, "Zhan Xuran came to Fengzilou in disguise, and bought a piece of news from Fengzilou."

Yin Muyou sipped his tea: "It seems to be very important news, otherwise you wouldn't have made a special trip here."

Zhu Yuejin was struck by something in her heart and was so choked that she couldn't speak.

How does this person know everything!

Zhu Yuejin frowned slightly: "It seems that Zhan Xuran didn't believe what you said at the Lantern Festival state banquet, so he did everything possible to buy your news from Chaofeng."

"... What news do I have?"

"Naturally, it's about whether you have really delegated power and how much power you have." Zhu Yuejin frowned, "Three days later, on your way to the palace, Zhan Xuran will set up an ambush to wait for you."

Yin Muyou took a sip of tea, but did not speak.

Zhu Yuejin was in a hurry, that day he willingly bowed at Fengzilou, and he already regarded the other party as a lifelong best friend and a master who could be loyal to his life.

"This is your own life, don't you even care about it!"

"Nature cares."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Yin Muyou said with a shallow smile: "Push the boat with the current."

Zhu Yuejin's eyes widened, not understanding why Yin Muyou did this.

He thought of the recent rumors in the market, saying that Taifu Mu has shielded His Majesty from the wind and rain all these years, lured him with himself, and got rid of those moths in Dazhou. Zhu Yuejin didn't believe it in the past, how could it be possible based on his understanding of Jinge?

But today, it seems that this is true!

He gritted his teeth and stood up: "It's up to you, you deserve it if you die!"

Zhu Yuejin left the Nuan Pavilion angrily, and Yin Muyou reluctantly put down the teacup and chased after her.

When he reached the back door, he saw Zhu Yuejin quietly wiping tears.

"Yuejin."

Zhu Yuejin's body froze, and she turned around: "Why are you still chasing after me? Don't you know that you are not in good health?"

Yin Muyou pursed her lips: "I'm sorry."

"Who asked you to apologize?"

"You have done a lot for Mu Jinge these years."

Zhu Yuejin clenched her hands: "...those are just handy."

Yin Muyou chuckled, obviously recognizing that he was being stubborn.

Zhu Yuejin was upset, all her thoughts could be seen through in front of Yin Muyou.

He shoved the hand stove in his arms into Yin Muyou's hand: "Tsk, you are a dilapidated body, this broken hand stove is still useful for you."

Yin Muyou was a little confused, before she could react, Zhu Yuejin left through the back door.

Looking from behind, you can clearly see him wiping his tears with his hands.

Yin Muyou couldn't help but laugh, he really didn't want others to see his weakness.

The hand stove in his hand was especially warm, burning hot in the palm of his hand.

Yin Muyou stopped for a moment, then said to himself: "It's better to go back to the Nuan Pavilion and lie down, and then think about how to explain it to Su Yan."

Thinking of this, he still has a headache.

He quickly returned to the Nuan Pavilion, and Liu Ying hurried over there: "My lord..."

Before Yin Muyou had time to ask, he had already pushed the door open.

He was suddenly pulled in, and Yin Muyou turned pale with fright.

Reflected outside, the statement was not uttered: "... Your Majesty has come."

Yin Muyou vomited blood, what's the use of saying it now!

He was hugged tightly, and the other party hugged his waist tightly, in an extremely ambiguous posture.

"Your Majesty's residence, what's the matter?"

Su Yan's eyebrows and eyes curved like a waning moon: "Of course I came to see you."

Yin Muyou: "..." Am I stuck? ? ?

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