New Year's Eve.

Mu Jinghong accompanied the shogunate family to sit at the dinner and went out to watch the New Year's Lantern Festival and fireworks!

At noon, the snow had just stopped.

The snow in front of Zhuque Street was cleaned up at night, and the people took to the streets to celebrate the New Year.

Mu Nanfeng took his younger brothers and sisters out of the mansion tonight to find a good place to see this grand scene!

As soon as he went out, Mu Jinghong coughed constantly, his little face was so white that it made people feel distressed.

Mu Jinghong also wanted to leave the mansion and let Mu Nanfeng stop him. Unexpectedly, the wind would be blown away by the mansion, so she had to let her bake a stove in the carriage, lift the curtains and take a look.

It also avoided Mu Bingheng looking for trouble without any trouble.

When leaving the mansion, Mu Deyuan specifically instructed Mu Nanfeng to see Mu Bingheng so that he would not use any secret tricks behind his back.

Mu Nanfeng looked at him, but Mu Bingheng didn't dare to act rashly to Mu Jinghong.

"Miss, the eldest master and the others are walking over there. Do we have to drive over?"

Biluo, who was standing outside, pointed to Linshui and asked Mu Jinghong what he meant.

Mu Jinghong looked at him from afar and shook his head: "Just be around here, let's go around, wait until the time is up, come back, wait for the elder brother and the others."

"yes!"

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Mu Jinghong leaned against the wall of the car, and lights came in outside the semi-hanged curtains, hitting a corner of the car.

The road was slippery and there were many people, so the carriage didn't dare to walk away quickly.

Just spinning slowly around the neighborhood.

It is useless to be reborn once, but the body is damaged like this.

Mu Jinghong stood up with his face and lifted the curtain of the car.

The two maids outside hurriedly put a curtain on her, "Miss, it's going to snow again, and it's windy outside, so let's watch it inside."

I was afraid that when the wind blew, this person would cough up blood again.

Mu Jinghong shook his slightly heavy head and tightened his sable fur coat, "I want to see, this is outside."

"I thought I was wrong. It turned out to be Miss Muqi."

A clear female voice came from the side, and Mu Jinghong looked over.

At first glance, I saw Gao Xiu's figure standing there. His dark and cold eyes were staring at him quietly. Beside him, Jin Molan was looking at him with Hongqing Wuchen's gaze.

"Master Lu, Mrs. Lan."

Mu Jinghong bowed his body and gave a gift.

Jin Molan's clear and uncensored eyes gently projected, as if with a penetrating force, it was fixed in the depths of Mu Jinghong's black eyes, which were as unwavering as Mu Jinghong's dry well.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment, as if they had seen something else from each other.

"Miss Muqi's fate is such a coincidence."

"It's indeed a coincidence."

"There have been many things recently. I have never met Miss Mu Qi. When I saw someone today, I have lost a lot of weight and my face has become aggrieved and pale."

Jin Molan's eyes slipped around her.

Mu Jinghong smiled lightly, "It's just that I've been infected with some wind and cold. I've been a little bit depleted these days."

Seeing that she was getting more and more difficult to speak, Jin Molan's eyebrows slightly condensed, and she looked at her husband sideways. When she saw Lu Wenqing staring at Mu Jinghong indifferently, she was also stunned.

"Husband?"

"I have always heard that Miss Mu Qi is very proficient in formation chess skills. I want to find some time to ask Miss Mu Qi for advice."

Mu Jinghong looked at the other party and refused to respond.

Jin Molan was a little surprised. She knew very well what her husband looked like. Why did she suddenly have an idea about this chess skills? She even asked Mu Jinghong for advice.

"Miss Mu Qi refused?"

"Master Lu, I dare not refuse to ask for advice, but..." Mu Jinghong fell on Jin Molan, feeling a little embarrassed, "After all, it's inconvenient."

"I have no inconvenience here." Jin Molan was very generous.

Mu Jinghong was even more confused.

"Since that's the case, Lord Lu, please choose a time."

"There will be someone who will send a letter to the mansion in the future. I'll ask Miss Mu Qi to appreciate her face at that time." Lu Wenqing's expressionless face, and after saying this in a calm tone, he held Jin Molan's hand and said goodbye.

Looking at the figures of the two leaving, Biyu and Biluo all showed envious eyes, "I heard that Lord Xiao Lu and Mrs. Lan have a deep affection. They were born and died to have today's happy scene!"

"Mrs. Lan is so beautiful that she is not as good as a man. Only Lord Xiao Lu is worthy of it!"

"I heard that Mrs. Lan has no one at home, and fortunately, she met a man like Lord Lu who cares for her for the rest of her life. She can win a single person and be content in this life!"

Listening to the maid's words, Mu Jinghong smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself, "One-minded person."

"Small stutter."

Suddenly hearing the familiar voice, Mu Jinghong turned around in shock.

He showed his pale and bloodless face in front of the man. His already thin face was not as big as his palm at this time.

Chu Qi took off his hat and showed off his face as Shengshi, locking his deep eyes on her pale little face.

Why is this little stutter so hard to take care of yourself?

It's cold and cold, and I wear so little.

Mufu deducted her cost? He couldn't even wear a decent dress.

When Mu Jinghong saw Chu Ji, he was stunned, "King Qi."

Because my body was too weak, my words became lighter and the wind blew.

If Chu Qi hadn't had good ears, he wouldn't have heard what she said.

He walked towards her a few steps, and the maid next to him held her breath, watching the man approaching but couldn't make a sound to stop him.

Standing in front of him, Mu Jinghong looked up with some difficulty.

"Why, you're surprised to see me?"

"That day..." Thank you.

"Are you disappointed?"

Chu Qingyao's eyes were glaring at the other side of the crowd, and raised his beautiful finger and pointed to the place in front: "Your Little Flower is there, do you need my help?"

When he spoke, his tone was very light, very close, and his unique aura was thrilling. Mu Jinghong was wrapped in this aura and had almost no way to think.

A gust of wind blew over.

Mu Jinghong's lips trembled, and his cough became heavier without interruption.

Chu Qi was sank by this sudden cough, staring at her little face that had been coughing so hard that she frowned.

The weak palm suddenly supported his chest, very light, but as her cough was shook, a strange strange thing reached the bottom of her heart.

"Small stutter."

His hands just raised.

"puff."

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the snow-white snow, instantly dyeing a shocking red plum.

"Miss!"

The two people behind him were eager to support the person, but Mu Jinghong waved his hand back, "No need to help him."

She supported her weak body and straightened her body. She naturally took out a veil from her body and wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes looked up with a calm tone, "I'll make you laugh."

Chu Qi stared at the girl in front of him, his brows frowned even more.

"Let's go."

As if nothing happened, Mu Jinghong turned around and returned to the carriage.

Chen Jiu stood a few steps away, and couldn't help but wonder when he looked at this scene, and he occasionally looked at Chu Ji.

Miss Mu Qi was so angry that she vomited blood that their prince's words became more and more sophisticated.

Chu Qi's eyes locked the carriage away, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Yangjiu, this little stutter really likes Hua Xieying."

Well?

The sad dove was stunned.

Seeing the prince like this, I seem really unhappy!

Could it be that the prince treats this Miss Mu Qi...
Chapter completed!