The delicate eyebrows and eyes gradually gathered up solemnly, the delicate nose was straightened, and the cherry red lips were pursed tightly.

He lowered his eyes, unable to see her expression.

The force of his hand was increasing little by little.

Although these strengths were just the power of a whisk to him, he could see the protrusions of her finger bones, with unhealthy whiteness.

His eyes moved upwards and landed on her delicate ears.

The sideburns are covered with fine sweat soaking the soft hair.

It sticks to her snow-white skin, making it more delicate and white as silk.

The hand placed next to him subconsciously raised it, and then suddenly pulled it back halfway and clenched it into a fist.

Mu Jinghong suddenly let go of his hand and suddenly raised his head. His little face was full of solemnity, and his unhappy eyes were filled with heavy hearts!

The sound of laughter was blocking her throat. Hua Xieying looked at the woman in front of her in a daze, and followed her silently.

That feeling came again.

The woman in front of me seemed to have seen it in some far away place.

The distance was too far, and his vision became unclear.

"you……"

Hua Xieying opened her lips and was about to speak when she saw Mu Jinghong take a few steps back suddenly, her face turned pale and ugly. She turned her body, supported the wall with one hand, and coughed hard.

The breath was gasping for a while, as if it was so much effort I had just put in.

Hua Xieying didn't dare to touch her for a while, but her brows became more and more tight.

"You're fine?"

Hua Xieying stared at her thin and thin shoulders, reached out to touch her and thought of her identity, and became a little helpless.

Mu Jinghong waved his hand, and finally calmed down. He took out the already stringed hexagram money from his arms and tied it with a red rope. It was a common thing Duanmu Zunyue.

It can be said that she was a close friend, but Hua Xieying couldn't see it. The money was so special that she looked on her pale face. It was not until she took her hand again that she came back to her senses.

He retracted his hand, but saw that there was a red rope-stringed hexagram money on his wrist.

Mu Jinghong looked at him seriously and seriously, "Sir Xiaohua, this is a request, give me a gift..." I just want you to let the Duanmu clan go.

Hua Xieying reached out to take it down, but Mu Jinghong held it down, "Don't take it after the light."

“…”

"You are going here... the disaster is endless. Lord Shangshu Ling and Lord Xiao Hua, protect it." Mu Jinghong looked at Hua Xieying deeply and spoke in a difficult manner.

Hua Xieying was stunned, and the solemn expression between her eyebrows tightened, "What did you see?"

Although he did not admit it, Mu Jinghong's appearance just now made Hua Xieying have some speculations.

Maybe Mu Jinghong can see some things in the future.

After asking this, Hua Xieying wanted to laugh again.

If Mu Jinghong had such skills, he would have been used by Taiwei Gu long ago. Why should he wait until now? What's wrong with me?

Hua Xieying smiled bitterly, "Thank you, Princess Qi, for reminding me that I will take care of my father's safety. However, Princess Qi's request, please forgive me for not agreeing. Princess Qi asked me to use the lives of the whole family to exchange the lives of the Duanmu clan, but I cannot do it. If it were the Princess Qi, what if it was the Princess Qi?"

Mu Jinghong lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

yes.

Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you.

Mu Jinghong smiled miserably, and his pale little face showed fatigue.

Hua Xieying stretched out his other hand and pressed it tightly on the hexagram money, unable to help but make some promises: "As long as it does not harm the Hua family, I will find opportunities. All I can do is that."

"Thank you."

Hua Xieying looked at the pale smile and her heart tightened slightly. For some reason, she actually remembered Duanmu Zunyue's cold face.

That woman...

"Princess, don't be Duanmu Zunyue, there will be no good results."

Hua Xieying raised her hand, bowed to her, turned around and walked in the other direction.

Standing in front of the steps, facing the rustling wind, concentrate.

The hand hidden under the wide sleeves was still trembling.

The Hua family has not participated in party struggles for decades, and even if they have good friends, there are not many. They act in a low-key manner and are even more cautious in their work. They never do things that are harmful to the truth or violate morality.

The Hua family is harmonious and unconflictable. Even the women in the back home are united and have never had any secret matters.

In the entire Kyoto City, everyone envies the Hua family's happiness and ease.

However.

Sometimes, if you don’t fight, you become more and more suspicious.

Especially the one sitting on it.

When Mu Jinghong looked at it just now, he didn't expect that his fate had changed drastically and had earth-shaking changes.

It seems to be affected by something.

Is it because of myself?

Was she pushing the Hua family to that point?

Mu Jinghong looked up at the back door, and there was no sign of Hua Xieying there.

"Flowers are free, go here, be careful."

The sound was so slow that it was almost unheard.

Standing in front of the gate of the pavilion, he let out a long sigh.

"Princess, it's time to go back."

Madam Liu looked at this day and came forward to remind her.

Mu Jinghong looked back at the pavilion, as if he was full of worries and solemnity.

"What is the princess looking at?"

Biyu looked in and saw a boy walking out and saying, "The master asked the youngest to send the princess down the mountain! Also, this is the gift from the master to the princess, saying that he was unable to participate in the wedding banquet, which was considered a new wedding for the princess!"

Mu Jinghong asked Bi Yu around him to accept it and thanked him: "Thank you for me, Master Luo Ge."

The little boy nodded and made a request.

The boy sent him to the foot of the mountain and then left.

Mu Jinghong stood in front of the carriage and looked back for a long time before entering the carriage.

Not long after her carriage was gone, a strong white horse ran out of the side of the Lihuatai. On the horse's back was the flower shadow that came down from the mountain.

Running in the wind, the red rope under the wide sleeves were exposed, and the hexagram money attached to the wrist was shining with a faint soft light under the light!

The horse went straight to the outside of the city and stopped in a tea shed. Several officers and soldiers coming up to bow: "Sir Xiaohua, the things have been prepared for you. Sir Xiaohua, this time I leave, I will probably have to meet again for a while! The land of Dongman is dangerous, so please take care of yourself."

"Thank you!"

Hua Xieying smiled at the corner of her mouth. She took the big bag they sent, hung it on the saddle, and returned to the city.

His actions fell into the eyes of those who are interested, and it was a bit strange.

In the evening, Hua Shanyang saw his son coming in with a big bag and threw it in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Father, this is what the child has prepared for you. It is the best soft armor in the army and can block sharp weapons and hidden arrows."

As he said that, a light silver soft armor shook out from it.

Hua Shanyang said, "You don't need these for your father."

"Today some people say that you are in trouble. The child is afraid. It is also considered safe for his father to wear it."

"You are going to pray to God?" Hua Shanyang's face turned dark.

"The god is not worthy of it," Hua Xieying poured tea and remembered the scene of the pear blossom platform. The hexagram money on his wrist was actually burned with the skin, "Maybe it may not be necessary to become a real god in the future."

"What a mess," Hua Shanyang ignored the soft armor, but sat down to talk to Hua Xieying about the mission to the East Man.

When talking about the serious matter, Hua Xieying put away all her smiles and seriously speculated with her father about Chu Yu’s real thoughts.

It was easy to go to Dongqi Kingdom to speak on the way, but they could guess the dangers on the way.

"The Duanmu clan has been recuperating there for many days. The emperor will definitely think that some of them can predict what will happen in the future... Our Hua family has passed, but I am afraid they have calculated it. Father, it is really a disaster for us to go here."

Chu Yu just wanted their father and son of the Hua family to die.

"Even so, this is the life of our Hua family. It is important to sacrifice as a father. You must come back alive when you go there. The Hua family needs you."

"Father!"

Hua Xieying frowned and squeezed the cup in her hand, looking firm, "Father, I won't let you get into trouble."
To be continued...