In the study room of Lanzhiyuan, Mu Qingyi was sitting behind the desk and leisurely scribing the flowers. Mu Chen came in from outside, looked at her and sighed, "Sister Four, do you still have the heart to draw this now?"

Mu Qingyi raised her head and smiled and said, "What did you say, brother? What can you do now?"

Mu Chen looked out the door, walked into the study before lowering his voice, "Sister Four, you really turn a blind eye to the matter outside the window. The mother and son of the East Courtyard are planning how to deal with you, so you are not in a hurry at all?"

Mu Qingyi revealed a look of surprise at the right time, and Mu Chen smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about how your brother knows. Brother just wants to know you. When the Dragon King is born, you can stop going if you don't go. Be careful."

Mu Qingyi smiled and nodded. It was not surprising that Mu Chen knew the plans of the Sun family and his son. As the eldest son of the Sucheng Marquis' Mansion, if he had no power in the mansion, he would not be able to live a good life so smoothly under the suppression of Sun family. He would not have the courage to compete with Mu Ling.

"Thank you, Brother Qingyi will be careful. Brother, Qingyi..." Mu Qingyi said softly.

Mu Chen waved his hand with a smile and said, "There is no need for this to be true for the fourth sister. You and I are brothers and sisters. When my mother was alive, she also took good care of me and my aunt. Now... we are the people on the same boat, aren't we?"

Mu Qingyi smiled and looked at Mu Chen for a long time before sighing: "It's a pity... If the eldest brother can become the prince of the Sucheng Marquis Mansion..." Mu Chen was so anxious to tie her up on his ship, it would be interesting. It's a pity... she never planned to board anyone's ship, she just wanted to completely sink the Sucheng Marquis Mansion.

Upon hearing this, Mu Chen sighed a little sadly, "What do the fourth sister say about this? My father has been favoring the East Courtyard since he was a child. Even if such a thing happens, he will not see his father." Mu Chen was really disappointed. If such a thing happened to him, he would be afraid that his father would beat him and kick him out of the house. Although Mu Ling was beaten hard, he was locked up for only half a month before he was released. Judging from his father's intention, he had no intention of giving up Mu Ling.

"After all, Concubine Rou is still there..." Mu Qingyi sighed softly.

Mu Chen's eyes sank. He also knew clearly that as long as Concubine Rou is still there, unless Mu Ling dies or makes an unforgivable mistake, his father will never abandon Mu Ling and choose his own. Concubine Rou's favor is a good thing for Sucheng Hou Mansion, but it is a huge bad thing for him.

Looking at Mu Chen's expression, Mu Qingyi smiled faintly and said, "Actually, the eldest brother doesn't have to be so frustrated. Although the father is concerned about Concubine Rou, if the eldest brother makes great contributions, he is both a concubine's son, so his father's heart must not be too cruel, right?"

Mu Chen smiled helplessly and said, "Brother is just a small official from the Ministry of Rites. How can he make any great contributions?"

Mu Qingyi smiled and said, "The credit is not something that is put there for people to pick it up. Just see if people will seize the opportunity. For example, this time the Dragon King's Day... happens to be a congratulatory country. If the emperor feels that he has face, the eldest brother will naturally have the opportunity to show his face. Isn't this matter also under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites?"

"This..." Mu Chen hesitated a little, "but... it's only a few days before Dragon King Dan, so I'm afraid it's too late."

Mu Qingyi smiled faintly and stopped talking.

Mu Chen was so refreshed by her words that she would not stay for a long time and say goodbye if she had something to do.

Outside the door, a little girl came in with tea and gently placed it on Mu Qingyi's table, "Miss, please use tea."

Mu Qingyi said lightly: "Try to reveal the matter of Jiuzhuling Lingling to Mu Chen."

"I'll leave." The little girl bowed and retreated.

In the study, Mu Qingyi looked at the clear tea in the cup, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

She began to look forward to the Dragon King's birthday, let's be messed up... the more messed up, the better!

Villa outside the capital.

This villa outside is not recorded in the name of King Gong Murong Yu, but belongs to a villa with a third-rank official who does not have much influence in the capital. If there is something special, this person is probably considered a disciple of King Gong. As a prince, King Gong always has many things that must be done but cannot be done openly. At this time, loyal subordinates will naturally come forward to solve his problems. Therefore, when Murong Yu needs a place to hide, his confidants will naturally present their yard.

The entire villa has beautiful scenery, carved beams and painted buildings, which is a good place for relieving and recuperating. But now, the original servants of the villa have been arranged to the front yard, and the back yard is not allowed to take a step. However, the servants in the front yard are still frightened, because these days they often vaguely hear creepy sounds coming from the back yard.

Unlike the front yard, the back yard is strictly guarded, so it can be said that it is three steps per person and five steps per post. The deepest part of the courtyard is a secluded attic. It was originally used for study, but now it has been transformed into a torture room. As soon as you step into it, a smell of blood comes to your nose.

The people in the room looked silently at the man tied to the pillars with blood all over his body, with a little unbearable and admiration in his eyes. However, when he looked at the man in white who had been sitting aside and had become extremely gentle in the past, no one had the courage to speak out for anything to persuade him.

Murong Yu sat in the chair with a gloomy expression, looking at the person tied to the pillar and said in a deep voice: "Gu Xiuting, do you still don't want to say it?"

The man, who seemed to be in blood, moved slowly and raised his head. The handsome face that was originally handsome, made the girl in the capital secretly move, had a long blood mark on his handsome face. Only those eyes were still cold and calm as before, as if there was no feeling of any pain on him. Gu Xiuting's lips moved, and a sarcastic smile appeared, "Why should I say it?"

Murong Yu's expression moved slightly and said lightly: "You finally stopped saying that you don't know anymore? That proves... you still don't want to die." You know, when Gu Xiuting just fell into his hands three years ago, Gu Xiuting was even worse every day for a whole month than now. But from beginning to end, he only got three words "I don't know".

Gu Xiuting sighed softly, "If a person wants to die, why should he live?" Once... he wanted to die. Such a shameful life is meaningless. After his only sister is gone, what is the difference between him and his death? But... after closing his eyes, Gu Xiuting calmed down the thoughts in his eyes, and when he opened it again, he was still calm. If even he was dead, grandfather, father, mother, and younger sister, who could wash away their hatred and shame?

The expression on Murong Yu's face relaxed a little, and he said lightly: "If you don't want to die, just tell me... where is Jiuzhu Linglong?"
Chapter completed!