Li Cong's eyes were fixed on the clasped hands of Mu Miao and Ming Jue. Mu Miao's hands were a little smaller than Ming Jue's, and Ming Jue's big hands could wrap around him perfectly, and they looked very well matched and harmonious.

But why would he hold hands with Mu Mu while holding this guy's?! He's never even held hands with someone before!

If Mu Miao hadn't been around, Li Cong would have torn this man to pieces and eaten him!

Mu Miao didn't want to get involved in Li Cong's revenge on these people, so he hurriedly took Ming Jue away. If he stayed for another second, he would feel Li Cong smelling his scent.

This feels so weird.

Li Cong did not dare to stop Mu Miao, but just looked at Mu Miao with resentment with his huge eyes. However, Mu Miao was cold-blooded. Even though he clearly felt that Li Cong was looking at him, he was unwilling to even turn his head.

Seeing Mu Mu leave with his people so easily, other people in the restaurant also had the same idea.

They tiptoed towards the door, giving Li Cong a fawning smile, but in the end they were all slapped to death by Li Cong, and couldn't even be stopped.

Li Cong became much more irritable after Mu Miao left without hesitation, and simply vented all his suppressed anger on these people. For a moment, even more miserable crying sounds rang out throughout the restaurant.

Mu Miao and Ming Jue had already escaped from this hellish place. They stood on the crowded street, looking back at the restaurant where noises could be heard from time to time. They both withdrew their gazes at the same time without telling anyone what had happened inside.

Those diners probably would never have predicted that today, the people who went there to eat would become the staple food for others.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Mu Miao looked at the setting sun and pursed her lips.

Mingjue suggested: "Why don't you just stop here today and I'll take you back to the palace."

Mu Miao looked at him and said, "Is there any vacant room in your house? I think it would be okay for me to stay there for one night."

"Your Highness, stop making trouble." Ming Jue helplessly patted Mu Mu's forehead with his fan. "You'd better return to the palace as soon as possible. If you don't go back tonight, the Queen will definitely hate me to death."

Mu Mu lowered her head, but her hand was tightly holding his sleeve, "Then take me back."

He doesn't know the way.

"Of course." Ming Jue saw his worry and couldn't help laughing. "I brought you out here, so I will naturally send you back. Don't worry that I will abandon you."

Mu Mu's cheeks flushed slightly when her thoughts were seen through.

The general guarding the palace gate had disappeared when Mu Miao returned. Mu Miao looked around curiously, and the general's colleagues asked, "Your Highness, are you looking for General Yun?"

It turned out that this man's surname was Yun. Mu Miao nodded secretly.

I was planning to continue showing off in front of this person.

Mu Mu's emotions were all written on his face. His colleague suppressed a smile and said, "There's a Qilin causing trouble in West City. General Yun is going to capture him. If you want to find him, you'll have to come back tomorrow."

Mu Miao raised his eyebrows and looked at Ming Jue, everything was said without words.

"Your Highness, you didn't go there, did you? The Queen will be worried."

Mu Miao denied it outright, "I didn't go."

The colleague breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from afar, and a tall white horse galloped over, with a girl in red sitting on the horse's back.

She grabbed the reins, and the white horse stopped and paced a few steps.

When Mu Miao saw the face of the woman in red, he opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Su Hanxia..."

Ming Jue pulled Mu Mu behind him and looked at her warily, "Princess Ling Xi."

Ling Xi looked down at Mu Mu, ignoring him. He looked him up and down, his narrow eyes revealing no emotion. "Why don't you continue to languish in your palace today? That's very strange."

Mu Mu heard that this person was mocking him. He thought about it and wanted to know how he had offended her, but he found nothing.

It seemed that from the first day he arrived in Daqi, Princess Lingxi had a bad face towards him and spoke with sarcasm, as if she looked down on him very much.

Yin Jingnan is not the type of person who likes to please others. The two of them are always at loggerheads and have always been like water and fire.

"Princess Lingxi, His Highness has been out of the palace for a long time, so I won't chat with you any longer." Mingjue bowed and pulled Mu Mu into the palace, fearing that the two would start fighting if they stayed any longer.

Mu Miao was being targeted for no reason, and her lips pouted unhappily. "I clearly didn't provoke her, let alone offend her."

Ming Jue rubbed his head. "Alas, you have to know that before you came, Ling Xi was everyone's favorite to be the next monarch. It's understandable that she dislikes you. Don't think too much about it."

The throne of Daqi is not a fixed inheritance, and more often than not, the capable person inherits the throne.

Mu Mu lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, his brows gloomy. "Anyway, I will leave sooner or later. Whoever wants to fight for the throne can fight for it. I am not interested and I don't want it."

Ming Jue sighed and said earnestly, "I know. You don't need to argue with the Queen over this matter anymore. Apologize to him and the matter will be over."

Mu Mu was silent, his palace was already in sight.

"I'm here, you can go back."

Mu Miao stopped and said something to Ming Jue casually, without promising him whether he would apologize or not.

Mingjue watched him walk into the bedroom, closed the door behind him, sighed, stood for a while before slowly leaving.

Mu Miao actually thought about apologizing to Yin Yan, but his ridiculous self-esteem kept stopping him, as if he would be defeated in the silent war with Yin Yan just by admitting his mistake.

He lay on the table with his head resting on the back of his hands, reached out to take the mirror beside him, and sat up seriously.

"Ahem..." He cleared his throat, looked at himself in the mirror, and sorted out his words, "I... um... Yin Yan... I'm sorry..."

He stammered for a long time and finally pushed the mirror away in frustration. It’s really hard to apologize!

In fact, Mu Miao also knew that he was emotional in this matter and his words were hurtful. It was no big deal for him to apologize to Yin Yan.

But whenever he thought about admitting his mistake in front of Yin Yan, Mu Miao became extremely resistant and could not open his mouth no matter what.

In order to overcome this emotion, Mu Miao practiced repeatedly, intending to apologize to Yin Yan after he finished practicing. Of course, it would be best if they reconciled before that.

If Yin Yan took the initiative to talk to him tomorrow, he would have a few words with him, reconcile with him, and the matter would be over.

If that doesn't work, he can just go and apologize again.

Mu Miao had already planned out her plans for tomorrow and was about to pack up and go to bed when there was a knock on the door.

Qin Yuan's voice rang out from outside the door, "Jingnan, can we talk?"

Mu Miao was startled, then stood up and opened the door. Seeing Qin Yuan, he asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Qin Yuan raised the two jugs of wine hanging on his fingers and said, "I came to talk to you."