Mrs. Lu’s birthday was just a few days ago, and Mu Jinghong was not delayed, so he hurried to look for Mama Liu to prepare for her birthday.

After discussion, Mu Jinghong decided to give some treasured night pearls.

Others may say that this is a vulgar thing, but it is too vulgar and not likable to send it to Mrs. Lu.

Does Mrs. Lu still lack the gift of yours?

Of course.

Others don’t know, but Mu Jinghong knows that Mrs. Lu is a person who loves money, even when she is old.

She especially likes these "vulgar things", just to maintain the surface of her elders, and she just acts like this in normal times.

When Mama Liu saw Mu Jinghong preparing the Night Pearl sent from the South China Sea, it was of considerable value and did not say anything.

In order to provide more protection, Mu Jinghong took Mama Liu out to see if there were any other alternative birthday gifts around him.

Sitting beside the carriage, lifting the curtains and looking at the market outside, remembering the team on the Dongqi Kingdom, I don’t know where it was at this time.

On the Yangguan Road.

Several dark divine horses galloped and blew the dust, confusing the entire Yangguan Road, and blocking all the figures in front of them. They cleverly avoided the oncoming mission and turned around and took other paths to leave.

Coming towards Kyoto City!

The carriage from Prince Qi's mansion was about to reach the edge of the city, and Mu Jinghong asked someone to drive the carriage to the teahouse on the side to have a tea and take a rest.

Mama Liu acted as the leader and took over the work of Biyu and Biluo.

Not long after, Mu Jinghong entered the private room on the second floor to avoid the mixing of fish and dragons below.

Just as I was about to enter the private room, I saw a group of people walking up the corridor on the other side, including old and young.

The man in a blue robe in front of him was a hand-cranked folding fan, and his whole body was a little softer than usual. He looked handsome and approachable!

With the movements in his hands, he has a bit of scholarly elegance.

However, the several servants behind him were dressed up, but their aura was not stopped.

Especially the indifferent guard standing beside the man.

Mu Jinghong suddenly recognized who the man holding the fan was. It was impossible to retreat because the other party had already seen her.

Mu Jinghong quickly lowered his eyes, took a few steps forward, and saluted respectfully: "Emperor..."

Chu Yu was also a little surprised to see Mu Jinghong here. Seeing that she wanted to touch her identity, she stopped her as soon as she raised her hand, "Cousin Hong is here?"

Mu Jinghong's eyes flashed, knowing that he didn't want to reveal his identity, he followed the other party's wishes: "Go back to my cousin's husband, I'm the only one."

"No need to be polite. Today I... I also walked out of the palace in vain, and there was nothing big about it."

Chu Yu suppressed her hands so that she didn't have to be polite.

Even though he said so, Mu Jinghong really didn't waste the etiquette and hurriedly opened the private room: "My cousin, this is what I just booked. The private room is facing the front street, which is just right."

Chu Yu stood beside her, looked at her side, and smiled and said, "Then follow my cousin's wishes, come in."

"yes."

Mu Jinghong's hand under his sleeves was slightly clenched into a fist, and he lowered his head and followed him in.

As soon as he sat down, someone immediately sent the best tea.

Eunuch Zheng, who was dressed in a regular costume, immediately went up to try whether it was poisonous before letting Chu Yu drink it with confidence. As the leader of the secret guard, Lord Qin stood outside, and several masters around him were also scattered out, with people staring at him in secret.

Whoever dares to jump out and endanger Chu Yu's life will definitely be killed on the spot.

"sit."

When Chu Yu saw her stiff, his eyes narrowed slightly like a deep pool and waved his hand.

Mu Jinghong thought about it and sat aside.

The window in the private room was half open, and the lively sound outside came in clearly.

Chu Yu was enjoying eating tea and listening to the lively sound outside.

It seems that it is really just coming out of the palace to drink tea.

"Chu Qi has handled everything about your eighth sister."

As if he had just mentioned casually, Mu Jinghong immediately replied: "The prince did not inform him of the result of this matter."

Chu Yu's eyes were deep. He looked at her. He didn't know what he thought of, but his black eyes narrowed even more dangerously.

"Do you have food you like, or something else..."

"Jinghong is not picky, and he is very casual in terms of food. He likes nothing, nothing special," Mu Jinghong raised a warning in his heart. Chu Yu was trying on himself.

"It's easy to raise."

“…I thank the emperor for the praise.”

"I'm not praising you," Chu Yu poured tea, his voice faintly: "Do you regret marrying Chu Ji."

Mu Jinghong showed panic on his face and said, "Jinghong does not regret it."

"After all, I was unable to marry into your wishful husband," Chu Yu picked up the tea and blew gently, his casual tone wrapped around the emperor's deterrence. "If I remember correctly, what you belong to is Hua Xieying."

"Now my wife, who is married to King Qi, is the King Qi. She is a man. She dare not have two hearts. Please ask the emperor to take a clear understanding."

Mu Jinghong stood up and knelt down in front of him.

The sound was intermittent and it sounded awkward.

Chu Yu squinted his eyes and looked at her quietly, and said lightly: "Get up."

"yes."

Mu Jinghong held the sleeve on one side and secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Her movement fell into Chu Yu's eyes, and she was a little satisfied.

Her expression was not that cold, and she asked her to sit down and drink tea with her, but Mu Jinghong always looked frightened, which made Chu Yu feel a little disappointed.

He lowered his face and was about to wave her back when a few knocks came from outside the door.

"explain."

"Master, the man has arrived."

Very low voice.

Chu Yu put down the teacup and glanced at Mu Jinghong.

Mu Jinghong hurriedly stood up and said, "Emperor, my wife will leave first."

Chu Yu waved his hand and sent the person out.

Looking at Mu Jinghong's figure going out, Chu Yu squinted his eyes and felt thoughtful.

Mu Jinghong walked downstairs, his steps were a little hurried, and he looked like he was very afraid of the person above.

The faces of the two maids have long been wrong.

When I saw the master come out, I hurried downstairs, with a bad look on my face, and I was even more worried about whether something had happened in the private room just now.

However, Mama Liu was a bold person and looked upstairs from time to time.

The expression flashed.

Although everyone had seen the Emperor Chu Yu, he had heard some noises faintly while waiting for the team. Madam Liu could also guess who was sitting there.

Mu Jinghong climbed onto the carriage and did not immediately let someone leave the place.

Instead, he reached the corner and stopped.

Carrying the curtain, looking at the teahouse in front in this hidden place.

The people waiting for Chu Yu.

No, it should be said that it was the one who came to see Chu Yu on his own initiative.

After waiting for a long time, I saw a carriage parked on the edge of the teahouse, and then a middle-aged man in a black cloak came down from above.

Perhaps because I wanted to check the safety around me, I subconsciously raised my black hat and glanced coldly around for a few seconds.
Chapter completed!