After entering the pavilion, the maid spontaneously walked away, leaving only Mu Wushuang and the Emperor Uncle.

Drink some hot tea, enjoy the snow scene, and beside you, a handsome man like the emperor, is almost floating.

Not far away, the two secret guards almost merged with the faint shadow under the tree, and even if a servant passed by, they could not be seen.

Long Er looked at the two people in the pavilion, and his mouth twitched under the masks, and said in a low voice to Long Yi beside him:

"Long Yi, did you think the toxicity affect the master's eyes? In the past, even a female fly could not be seen by the master. Now, people like Mu Wushuang are allowed to approach and enjoy the snow together..."

The following words are really hard to describe. The master was dressed in white, which complemented the snow scene. The master's face alone was a landscape. However, with the addition of Mu Wushuang, it felt that the style was wrong. Her fat body and her facial features were squeezed together. No matter how you look, they were all ugly women, and she pulled the master down from the altar.

"Long Er, you have to remember that she is the future mistress and you must not criticize her without authorization." Long Yi said coldly.

"No! The master really recognizes her?!"

Long Er was very surprised and opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe it. He always believed that the future mistress would be unparalleled and would be born with his master. Even if his bloodline was not very noble, he would definitely be a very powerful person, so that he could be worthy of his master.

But I never expected that this person would be Mu Wushuang, a famous saltless straw bag in the capital.

"The master won't joke about such things." Long Yi said: "Besides, haven't you noticed that the master is abnormal today?"

Long Er thought for a while and nodded, "Master is so abnormal today. Let's not talk about the streets, just talk about the incident of Liu Jiaojiao threatening his master. If it were normal, the master would have let her see the King of Hell, but this time the master did not give her a chance."

"No, the master was determined to kill him at that time." Long Yi said.

"Why..."

"Because Mu Wushuang held the master's hand."

"What?" Long Er opened his mouth wide and recalled it. It was indeed the case. The master's face looked ugly at that time, but after Mu Wushuang held his master's hand, the cold air on his body became less, just as if Mu Wushuang's hand had magic power.

He remembered the vision that happened on the street before when the master and Mu Wushuang held hands. Outsiders thought that the vision was from the sky, but only a few of them could see clearly that the vision was produced from the hands of the master and Mu Wushuang, and then there was a thousand miles of ice and snow falling.

Could it be that Mu Wushuang is really different, so the master is particularly tolerant of her?

Otherwise, Mu Wushuang would have been dead hundreds of times as early as the street.

Thinking of this, Long Er's eyes changed when he looked at Mu Wushuang's back, and he looked respectful. Since he was the future mistress recognized by the master, no matter how unbearable she was, he was their mistress, and deserved their protection and respect.

"Prince, Miss Mu, it's time to have dinner."

Before we could wait, someone came to call Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang for dinner.

Mu Wushuang nodded and pushed the emperor to the dining room.

As soon as I entered, I saw the beautiful brother. His face was still sickly pale. After seeing her, he walked over anxiously, with worry in his clear eyes.

She immediately understood what he wanted to say and said to him with a smile: "Uncle Second Family has been here today, and I want to pick me up with you to their house."

Mu Yuheng frowned and looked at her anxiously.

She continued: "But I refused."

He breathed a sigh of relief. Uncle Er's family was as popular as a lotus, and what he feared most was that his sister was deceived by them. Although living here was also a substitute for others, if he really went to Uncle Er's house, he would be controlled by them. Fortunately, his sister was not deceived by them. What he worried most was that when he woke up, his sister became what she used to be.

During the meal, Liu Jiaojiao didn't come and made a fuss. If she dared to come and have dinner together as if nothing had happened, her face would be thicker than the city wall.

At the dinner table, Mu Wushuang only ate a few bites of vegetables and put down his chopsticks.

Long Mo said in a deep voice: "The food is not up to your taste, I will change you a new cook."

"No, no, no," Mu Wushuang waved his hand and said, "I'm losing weight and I won't eat tonight."

Long Moshen frowned and said, "You are not fat, you don't need to lose weight."

Yun Hao, the guard behind Mu Wushuang, almost glared when he heard what the prince said!

Prince, where did you tell that she is not fat?

If she is not fat, then there is no fat in this world!

Mu Wushuang was speechless. She was so fat that she was so fat. How could the emperor say this?

Unexpectedly, even the beauty brother nodded and picked up food for her, meaning that she was not fat and wanted to eat.

"I will never eat supper if I don't lose weight." Mu Wushuang shook his head and refused.

If a woman doesn't even have the perseverance to control her mouth and control her body shape, she will do nothing. She will not tolerate her being so obese, which will make her not even dare to look in a mirror. Besides, it is because she is too fat and has inflexible moves, and she will suffer when fighting with others.

Her intention to lose weight is decided, and no matter how ugly the emperor's face looks, it will not change.

"Let's go, Yun Hao, let's go to the martial arts training ground!"

She put down the bowl and said loudly.

Yun Hao didn't know what she wanted to do, and followed her with obedience.

She left casually and did not notice Long Moshen's cold face behind her.

Mu Yuheng looked at him, suppressed the smile in his eyes, and silently slap his rice. My sister did a good job, just to make him suffer more so that she could only accept her discipline in the future.

Yun Hao took Mu Wushuang to the martial arts training ground, which attracted a lot of attention along the way.

The martial arts training ground was full of guards from the royal palace. When they saw Mu Wushuang, they frowned and talked.

"What are Mu Wushuang doing when he comes to the martial arts training ground?"

"I heard that the guard Yunfeng hated her so much that he threatened to show her good looks."

"It was she who sowed the disagreement in front of the prince, which caused the prince to misunderstand Miss Cousin and beat Miss Cousin's two maids! Who did she think she was? Miss Cousin was the mistress of the future Prince's Mansion!"

"Fat and ugly, and showing off everywhere, so shameless!"

Yun Hao frowned. He had a high level of cultivation, so he could hear these comments. He knew that Liu Jiaojiao had a good reputation in the eyes of these people, because Liu Jiaojiao often asked the maids to give them things to consider and care about them, but the prince had no intention of marrying Liu Jiaojiao at all. They were too self-righteous.

Fortunately, Mu Wushuang has no cultivation and must not be able to hear it, so he did not say anything to scold him.

But unexpectedly, a guard who was not against him stood up and sarcastically said, "Look, isn't this our deputy guard Yun Hao? Why are you following behind a fat girl's butt?"

"Yunjie, please be careful when speaking. This is Miss Mu, the distinguished guest of the royal palace." Yun Hao said in a deep voice.

"You are a distinguished guest! I think it's a dog that is a betrayed!" Yun Jie spat, glanced at Mu Wushuang with contempt, and said, "I have never seen a woman who is fatter and ugly than her. From a distance, I thought she was a man of 300 pounds!"
Chapter completed!