"I see, you have a good rest." Mu Ran said softly, turned around and left.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Muran called from inside: "Your Majesty!"
Mu Ran thought he remembered something again, so he stopped, turned to look at him, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Unexpectedly, the cold and seemingly inviolable luthier actually had something flickering in his eyes, looking straight at him, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the grass-roots name is Xirong."
Mu Ran was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the name was something special, and repeated it twice before suddenly realizing what he meant.
Mu Ran panicked and said "have a good rest", and then left without stopping.
Uncle Wang followed him helplessly.
In the house, the little eunuch stood guard outside the door again after completing the task.
And Xi Rong, whose face was filled with joy and affection just now, now his eyes are cold, and his complexion is even colder.
He sat up, and there was no sign of being drugged and weak in that snappy movement?
"Master." A black figure suddenly appeared in front of him and knelt on the ground with one knee bowed.
There was not the slightest surprise on Xirong's face, but a faint "hmm": "What did you see?"
The sound is like a cold spring.
Who would have thought that his voice was also a disguise.
The shadow man spoke slowly, speaking in a low voice.
If Mu Ran heard what he was saying, he would be very shocked.
Because, what he said was actually what Mu Ran did at the banquet.
The man in black was by Mu Ran's side during the banquet.
Still following him not far or near, it can be seen how powerful his martial arts are.
Xirong listened to his subordinate's words, his eyes flickered with unknown meaning.
Before dawn the next day, Wei Qing woke up early.
Taking advantage of the dawn, there were not so many people outside the door, so he stood outside the door and began to practice martial arts.
In seven years, his martial arts improved a lot.
It even surpassed Mu Ran by a large margin, but Mu Ran didn't know it.
Suddenly, Wei Qing's ears moved slightly, and he heard footsteps.
He hurriedly hid behind the boulder not far away, and listened with ears.
The footsteps were just two maidservants, they were talking in whispers, their footsteps were a little anxious, and they were rushing somewhere.
Wei Qing heard the conversation between the two clearly.
"Did you really see that luthier yesterday?"
"Naturally! Can I still lie to you?"
"Then is that luthier really as you said?"
"Of course! You don't know the banquet yesterday was messed up because of his appearance. Who would have thought that General Niu would actually kidnap such a man for the emperor"
"Could it bedoes the emperor really like men as General Niu said?"
"I'm not sure about this, but yesterday's luthier was left in the palace by the emperor. I took a look at him from a distance yesterday. With that appearance, no matter who sees it, his heart will be moved"
"Then take me to see it quickly!"
"Isn't this going? Look at you, why are you so anxious?"
Accompanied by a burst of low-pitched laughter, the footsteps of the two servant girls gradually moved away.
Wei Qing's expression was cold, and he slowly walked out from behind the stone.
He looked at the direction in which the two servant girls were going away, his black pupils shone with a strange light.
He clenched his fists unconsciously, with inexplicable emotions surging in his heart.
That emotion followed the heart, spread toward the blood vessels, and rushed all the way to the brain.
His brain was screaming crazily, which made him almost lose control. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com