The smile on the corner of the lips was a little bitter and a little ridiculous.

Murong Mingzhu whispered: "Second brother, he knows a lot of things, and I know them too. Don't worry, I will not have any other relationships with him. For Biyue and for Murong's family, he is just playing tricks on each other during the show."

This has been the case for the past four years.

She has long been used to it.

I am used to the man's teasing, the man's gentleness, and even more used to his cruel and thunderous means.

Murong Shang stroked her black and said softly: "Mingzhu, my second brother hopes you are happy, and I don't want you to bear too much. You still have us, and you can always share the burden for you, do you understand?"

Murong Mingzhu nodded and smiled, "I understand."

There is no power seizure, it's just simple, I hope she's relaxed

This kind of family affection is precious. No matter who it is, it is not allowed to shake the Murong family!

It was already evening when Murong Mingzhu returned to Qinshui Pavilion.

After taking a shower, changing my bedding, reading a few more pages of the account book, I went to bed directly.

The moon rises to the willow branches.

There was no movement in the quiet Qinshui Pavilion.

Suddenly, a wave of white floated in the moonlight.

The white gauze flew up in the night wind, and its elegant figure had already fallen lightly and steadily in the courtyard.

As he walked out of Murong Mingzhu's door, a rainbow shadow suddenly appeared from the side.

A shiny sound.

The sword head faced the moonlight and pointed directly at the person coming.

Danyi looked at him coldly: "What's the matter when I visit late at night?"

Bai Ying walked a few steps in the garden, her handsome and gentle face exposed to the moonlight.

Ye Zhilan slapped the jade slap in his hand and gently held it in his palm, smiling at the corner of his lips, "I have something to talk about during the day, but I have something to talk about at night when I come at night."

The boy's delicate eyebrows and eyes were filled with a condensation, and he looked at Ye Zhilan firmly, "Miss is already asleep. The prince has something to do, please be early tomorrow."

"That's very difficult. I will talk to her about my king now."

Ye Zhilan took a step forward, and Dan Yi's sword was already pointing straight at him.

Looking at Dan Yi, Ye Zhilan raised his thin lips, "What, do you want to stop me?"

"The responsibility is offended." Dan Yi said, and the sword flashed and approached Ye Zhilan.

Ye Zhilan smiled unchanged, and the jade fan in his hand suddenly raised, and he started fighting with Dan Yi in the courtyard.

The two move very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed.

It seems that they have tacit understanding, and no one uses his internal strength, for fear of awakening Murong Mingzhu.

A simple competition of moves, the battle between the jade fan and the long sword is difficult to distinguish.

With a mistake, Ye Zhilan hit Dan Yi's shoulder with one hand, and then drove the person five steps away. After turning, he turned his body and raised his white gauze lightly, and the handsome smile as jade as he was still smiling.

Dan Yi covered the wound he hit, and blood slowly oozed out of his fingertips.

This is the old injury I was hit by Ye Zhilan in Zhang Huaxuan last time.

There was a little cold sweat on his fair face, but Danyi still looked at Ye Zhilan straight.

Ye Zhilan spread out his jade fan and chuckled, "Your martial arts is really good. When I was as big as you, I was just as close to you. Last time you broke into Zhang Huaxuan and competed with me for internal strength, I knew that although your internal strength is strong, your foundation is unstable. It's a pity that you have taken some shortcut, but your rare qualifications have not been properly trained."

Dan Yi looked at Ye Zhilan coldly without saying a word.

Ye Zhilan smiled unabated, "You are not my opponent, and if you continue to fight, you will be more injured."
Chapter completed!