Xie Zhiwei had only dealt with Kyushu Wang Zhenger Bajing once before, and the impression was not very good.
But in Xie Zhiwei's heart, and in the description of Cao Mang's hero, he definitely has style. It's the first time I've seen such a tantrum today.
Xie Zhiwei lay under the bed, holding his heavy eyelids, seeing that the door was just a few steps away, he couldn't escape. Yin Cangshan was in a hurry to send someone to carry Yin Wushuang out, followed by several imperial doctors who came to see Mu Ku - Mu Ku was naturally fine.
The King of Kyushu quickly stabilized his position, and concluded that it was an outsider who broke in, or an internal thief. So all the male and female servants in this small courtyard were called up to interrogate them one by one, of course they knew nothing.
In the end, the King of Kyushu couldn't hold back and dropped his tea bowl, and sent people to surround the yard and put these slaves into a dungeon together.
The room was finally quiet, Xie Zhiwei gathered all his energy and was about to rush out, but the King of Kyushu walked to Mu Yu's bed and stood there motionless.
Xie Zhiwei raised his nerve again, even though he has very little spiritual power left now, there is no need to suppress it. But he is in a hurry!
—It's over, isn't it, bro? I know you love your son like your life, but you see his complexion is ruddy and shiny now, and the imperial doctor said it's all right, you don't have any clues
Just when Xie Zhiwei's gaze was about to burn a hole in King Jiuzhou's toes, he sighed inaudibly and said, "My lord, you must never disappoint my father."
This voice is like weather-beaten, very vicissitudes.
After saying this sentence, the King of Kyushu finally left. But Xie Zhiwei was a little confused. Judging from the current situation, the King of Kyushu at least had doubts about Xie Zhiwei's identity. But as the king of Kyushu, if Mu He hadn't admitted it himself, he would never have judged it subjectively.
What Xie Zhiwei was worried about was that the king of Kyushu was already so nervous about things that could not be determined. If he finds out that Mu He has that kind of thought towards Xie Zhiwei when he looks back...
Gotta go now! Let's go!
The tassels hanging from the curtain at the foot of the bed moved, and the bed above her moved accordingly.
Xie Zhiwei: "..."
Hehehehe, it's really time, his father walks on the front foot, and he wakes up on the back foot? Be careful!
He didn't even have the thought of cursing, and just lay down on the ground disheartened.
In fact, Mu Xi had already woken up, but he never opened his eyes. He listened to the movement in the room, although he pretended to be asleep, his heart was turbulent. He got out of bed and looked at himself in the mirror.
An hour ago, his complexion was still gloomy, and his spirit was like a gossamer. At this moment, he miraculously gained strength, and the person in the mirror was full of energy, and even his hair, which was like dry grass, regained its luster.
He murmured: "It's not a dream, it's not an illusion..."
He turned around slowly, his eyes fell on the edge of the bed, as if seeing something through there.
There were tears in his eyes.
His master came back to find him. Although he said "I don't like you", "Don't think too much" and other heartless words, but when he learned that he was in critical condition, he traveled across the mountains and rivers to come back to save him.
Even though he stayed behind, even though he was convinced that everything would not escape his plan. But how can what is forced be compared to the willingness of the master
His condition became more and more serious and uncontrollable. The phantom came out of nowhere just now, and he was so stuck in it that he couldn't think, but he remembered what he saw and heard in the phantom!
Master is angry, angry for the first time! Angry because of him!
Doesn't this just mean that Master is changing for him but doesn't know it? Otherwise, why do you still care about him so much after he has confided his heart and even blasphemed like that
... Master, it really is Master.
Mu Yu took a deep breath and let it out slowly, his eyes were unprecedentedly clear.
Xie Zhiwei couldn't see everything outside, only felt that the surrounding was surprisingly quiet, he almost held his breath.
Did this kid find out, or not? Why is there no movement
At this time, a low voice sounded from outside the door: "See Shizi."
Mu Yu immediately put away his expression: "It's so late, what's the matter?"
"My subordinates heard that the son is ill, so I came here to greet you."
Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but tilt his ears, feeling that the voice was a little familiar.
Mu Yu glanced at the position of the bed again, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You came at the right time, and I have something to look for you."
The voice outside the door said: "Dare to ask the prince, but what was ordered earlier?"
"That's right." Mu Yu nodded, and then walked out of the room with a faint smile as usual. "I ordered you to find a piece of fairy grass for father to supplement, do you have a clue?"
The voice of talking gradually faded away, Xie Zhiwei regained his fighting spirit, and using both hands and feet, he climbed out of the bed tenaciously.
He suddenly realized that the voice just now was shameless. Mu Yu asked him to find the fairy grass for the King of Kyushu? Such a high status? This great master who is close to the King of Kyushu has been reduced to being his servant
He is too weak and tired right now, and has no time to care about anything else. At this time, there was a lot of noise in the palace, and King Kyushu's muzzle was still waiting for someone to hit him. Even if Qingpingjian couldn't control it for a while, at least don't waste it here, go first.
Suddenly there was another movement at the door, Xie Zhiwei almost gritted his teeth.
While greeting the other party's eighteenth generation in his heart, he crawled and crawled under the bed.
Damn, when he lived here before, he couldn't find a table to play mahjong with ghosts, why is it so lively today! Absolutely!
A person tiptoed into the house, his steps were very light, and he seemed to be a little cultivated, but he was not very tall.
Xie Zhiwei boldly lifted the single corner of the quilt, looked out from the tassel on the top of his head, and was quite surprised when he saw it clearly.
It turned out to be Yin Cangshan.
I saw Yin Cangshan wandering around the room for a while, with some anxiety in his brows. As if there was something he couldn't find anywhere, he stood there pondering while pinching a lock of his beard, when suddenly his eyes lit up.
In the corner two feet away from the foot of the bed, there was a small golden object.
Xie Zhiwei also saw it, it was a gold hairpin with two words engraved on it.
Yin Cangshan stepped forward quickly, bent over to pick up the gold hairpin and put it in his sleeve, and was about to leave. But a voice suddenly sounded at the door: "How is Wang Er?"
Yin Cangshan suddenly trembled, his expression became tense.
Xie Zhiwei thought in his heart, how dare he not report that Yin Cangshan came to Mu Yu's room? That's not right. Is it so difficult to say a word
Outside the door, the King of Kyushu said again: "This king goes in to see him."
Yin Cangshan frowned, flicked his sleeves, and rushed under the bed.
I go? what's the situation
Before Xie Zhiwei had time to stop him, a figure had already rushed in quickly.
The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was enigmatically silent for a moment.
Two gasps of air-conditioning sounded at the same time, Xie Zhiwei reacted extremely quickly, covering Yin Cangshan's mouth with one hand, and "shh" with the other hand.
Yin Cangshan was obviously frightened, Xie Zhiwei didn't say anything, he just nodded.
That posture has the meaning of "I will give you anything as long as you don't kill me". How could this kind of thing live in the original book for so long
If he is really so weak, it's no wonder he doesn't even dare to talk about picking up a golden hairpin.
This kind of doormat's setting and personality are quite similar to the original owner Xie Zhiwei, but the original owner Xie Zhiwei has a demeanor and attitude, at least he can't get under the bed.
Xie Zhiwei looked at himself in the same situation desolately, and expressed his heartache—if it was possible, which normal person would be willing to get under the bed...
A servant said: "Go back to the prince, the son just left with Lord Wuyan and is not in the room."
"Ok?"
The King of Kyushu's eyes moved slightly, and then he sighed: "Yes, I forgot. Wang'er is also anxious to work while sick. Please take care of me, and don't go on business again."
The footsteps gradually faded away, Xie Zhiwei and Yin Cangshan both breathed a sigh of relief, Xie Zhiwei suddenly realized that there was a middle-aged man over fifty years old under the bed, his painting style was very weird.
Well... His body has lived for one or two hundred years, and it seems to be older.
As soon as he let go, the two asked each other at the same time: "Who are you?"
Xie Zhiwei pretended to be confused, pretending to be confused, and said threateningly: "You don't look like a person in the palace, what do you want to do in the ovary in the next life?"
Yin Cangshan caught a glimpse of the Qingping sword under his hand, and hurriedly crawled out, "Hero, spare me, I'm just a passerby, I don't know anything!"
Wearing a Taoist robe and holding a Qingping sword to block the way? Good idea, when did you go blind, big brother!
Speaking of such a weak person, how did he give birth to Yin Wushuang, who is such a mess
Xie Zhiwei gracefully got out from under the bed, brushed the hem of his clothes: "Keep down, it's not good to attract people."
Yin Cangshan stopped his voice immediately, thoughtfully: "It's true that you can't be seen by others..."
Xie Zhiwei nodded.
Labor and management are almost exhausted, so it’s a cure for unconsciously posing with strangers!
Yin Cangshan cautiously said: "Can you let me go out, I am really not from the palace."
Xie Zhiwei wished that he would leave quickly so that he could escape.
"Go ahead, just keep quiet."
"Don't say anything." Yin Cangshan nodded and opened the door to go out.
As soon as the door was closed, Xie Zhiwei hadn't heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Yin Cangshan yelling outside: "Come here, come here, my king came to see the son, but he didn't expect to find something wrong before he entered the house. My nephew? Sure enough, you are not here." Inside, the one who came back is just right, hurry up and check inside!"