Mingjue was about to take Mu Mu out of the palace when the officer guarding the gate stopped them. He first respectfully asked Mu Mu and Mingjue to bow and greet them one by one, but refused to budge. "Lord Mingjue, the emperor has decreed that if Your Highness wishes to leave the palace, you must obtain the queen's consent."
Mu Mu has now become a walking powder keg, ready to explode at any moment. His eyes are filled with anger, "What if we insist on going out? Can you stop us?!"
The general's expression remained calm, and his tone was even, "I have no choice but to obey the king's order. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
He drew his sword and held it in front of Mu Mu. "If Your Highness attempts to force his way in, I, your Highness, will be inadvertently offended and injure you. I beg your forgiveness."
Ming Jue hurriedly grabbed Mu Mu to prevent him from really getting into a conflict with the generals. "Forget it, forget it. Next time, ask the Queen for a favor to leave the palace. Then it won't be too late to take you out to play."
These are all armored guards trained by the Lord. They are powerful and have extraordinary spiritual power. If we fight with them, we will not gain any advantage.
Mu Mu brushed his hand away and said, "Okay, you have to get his consent, right? Then I'll go now!"
He turned and ran towards Qixia Palace where Yin Yan was. Ming Jue's expression changed and he immediately followed him, "Hey! Don't be impulsive."
But Mu Mu ran so fast that Ming Jue couldn't catch up with him and could only follow him from a distance. No matter how he shouted, Mu Mu kept rushing forward indifferently.
When the servants of Qixia Palace saw him coming, they knelt down in surprise and saluted, "Your Highness, why are you here? Let me go and inform you... Ah!"
Mu Miao pushed him away and rushed straight into Yin Yan's bedroom.
Yin Yan was holding Yin Lin and sitting by the window. Seeing him coming, her eyes were full of surprise, "Jing Nan..."
Ever since he brought Jingnan to Daqi, Jingnan has never come to find him on his own initiative. Why did he come today?
Yin Lin smiled happily when he saw Mu Mu and stretched out his little hands for Mu Mu to hug him.
Mu Miao's face was gloomy, and he said straight to the point: "I want to leave the palace."
Yin Yan frowned and asked, "Why are you leaving the palace? When will you be back?"
"None of your business." Mu Miu paced back and forth impatiently. "You just need to tell the general guarding the gate not to stop me and let me out."
Yin Yan placed little Yin Lin in the cradle and said firmly, "If you don't tell me what you're going to do outside and when you'll be back, then forget about going out."
"Yin Yan!" Mu Mu's eyes were red with anger. "Do you really have to restrain me like this?! Is it fun? No matter what you do, do you not consider my feelings? Do you know that I really hate you for doing this!"
Mu Mu's thoughts were completely influenced by Yin Jingnan. He poured out everything in his mind, tears welling up in his eyes.
But it was clearly him who said it first, and he was the one who felt wronged first.
Yin Yan's eyes trembled when he heard the word "hateful". He curled his fingers and lowered his eyes. "What about you? Why did you insist on going out? You just want to escape from me, right? You don't want to stay by my side..."
At the end of his speech, his voice was choked with sobs.
"I've grown up. I'm no longer a child who needs you to hold me even when I walk. You want to stay in this deep palace, but I don't. I want to escape from here, escape from you. Are you happy?"
Yin Yan was somewhat bewildered, staring at him blankly. After a long silence, he said, "Whatever you think, no one dares to let you go back without my permission."
Mu Miao was on the verge of crying, but he held back his tears and stared at Yin Yan stubbornly, as if it was such a shame to give in and admit his mistakes in front of him.
Ming Jue, who arrived late, saw the tense atmosphere between them and felt bad. He quickly bowed and saluted, "Your Majesty, it was this humble servant who suddenly had the urge to take Your Highness out today. I bear all the blame. Please don't be angry with Your Highness."
Yin Yan frowned and looked at him, "Did you instigate him to leave the palace?"
"What do you mean by instigation?" Mu Miao retorted, "It was me who wanted to leave the palace. It had nothing to do with him."
Yin Yan refused to give in and summoned the palace servants, "Take Mingjue away and hold him accountable for disobeying orders."
Mu Miao stood in front of Ming Jue, like a feather-ruffled bird. "Why are you blaming him? I told you, it's me who wants to get out. It's none of his business!"
Mu Miao and Yin Yan confronted each other, their similar brows and eyes showing an air of unwillingness to admit defeat, each holding to their own opinion.
Qin Yuan hurried over after receiving a report from his subordinates. He felt a headache when he saw the scene. He pulled Yin Yan over and stood between the two of them. "Why are you arguing again?"
Mu Miao looked at the majestic-looking emperor, and also pulled Ming Jue behind him, saying, "I want to leave the palace, but he doesn't agree."
Qin Yuan glanced at Yin Yan, who turned his head away in anger, his brows full of displeasure. He took Yin Yan's hand and said gently, "It's just leaving the palace. If the child wants to go out and play, then let him. To be honest, this palace is really boring."
Yin Yan stared at him and said word by word, "No, it's okay."
Qin Yuan hugged him with one hand and gestured to Mu Miao with the other, asking him to leave quickly, saying, "You agree? Fine, then you two can go quickly. Have fun and don't forget to pay attention to safety."
Yin Yan's eyes widened when he heard this and he tried to stop them, but was stopped by Qin Yuan.
Ming Jue quickly pulled Mu Miao, whose eyes were red, away and said, "Thank you, my Lord."
Mu Miao staggered as Ming Jue pulled him, and subconsciously glanced at Yin Yan, but suddenly discovered that Yin Yan also had tears in his eyes, and seemed to be about to cry.
Watching Mu Miao being taken away by Ming Jue, Yin Yan could no longer hold back his tears as he thought that the next step he would take was to leave this safe place and step into the dangerous outside of the palace.
Qin Yuan wiped his tears distressedly and said, "I'm just going out to play. I'll be back soon."
Yin Yan slapped his hand away, sat on the chair, covered her face and cried, "What if he really left? Do you know that he is my only relative? If he really doesn't want me anymore, what should I do?"
He was the only phoenix left in the Phoenix clan. He had been alone for so many years and was so lucky to have picked up the newborn Yin Jingnan. If he were to die now, Yin Yan could not bear the consequences.
Qin Yuan was well aware of the importance Yin Jingnan held in Yin Yan's heart, so he consoled him, "But Yan, he's grown up. A fledgling will leave the nest, won't it?"
"He didn't." Yin Yan knew the child he had raised very well. "If Ming Jue hadn't been here today, he wouldn't even dare to leave the palace. He has never ventured out alone before."
He has always been dependent on him.
Qin Yuan smiled and kissed his tear-filled eyelashes. "Okay, then I'll talk to him when he comes back. Sigh... This child is so naive. How could he make you sad?"
Mu Mu didn't know that he would have a meeting when he came back. He walked out of the palace with a swagger. Before leaving, he walked around in front of the general twice, looking very proud.
The general looked ahead without changing his expression, ignoring Mu Mu's provocation.
Mingjue quickly pulled Mu Mu and strode out of the palace.
Mu Mu's dark clothes were particularly conspicuous, and others could tell his identity at a glance, making him noticeable in the crowd. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ming Jue first took Mu Mu back to his house and changed his clothes.
Mu Miao put on the bright red robe Ming Jue gave him. The bright color made him look even more radiant. Mu Miao straightened his sleeves and looked at himself in the mirror. "My clothes are also very eye-catching."
Compared to the black outfit he wore just now, this one is far more eye-catching.
Mingjue fanned his fan, the wind ruffling his hair and cooling him down. "Once that dress of yours is passed around, people will know you're a prince. If you don't want to be treated like a monkey and surrounded by people, it's better to wear it."
Mu Mu had no choice but to sigh, "Then wear this one."
The imperial capital of Daqi is the most prosperous area in the world. Merchants from all corners of the world gather here, and the streets are bustling with people.
After going through so much trouble to leave the palace, Mu Mu's mood was not as good as he had imagined.
He was squeezed in the crowd, being pushed forward by others. Sometimes a sudden push from behind almost made him fall. Fortunately, Mingjue was beside him and supported him.
Mingjue frowned and took his hand, interlocking their fingers, and half-hugging him in his arms, "There are a lot of people here, hold your hand first, otherwise we'll easily get separated."
Mu Mu was surrounded by the crowd, feeling both scared and nervous. He was overwhelmed by the nervousness of going out for the first time, and he also held Ming Jue's hand tightly.
Even after they walked out of the crowd, their hands remained tightly clasped.
Mingjue secretly glanced at Mu Mu, and seeing that he didn't notice this, he continued to hold the hand with peace of mind.
At this moment, Mu Miao's mind kept reflecting on the scenes of the quarrel with Yin Yan. He felt upset and his expression became colder.
He seemed to have spoken too harshly...
The next second, a string of candied haws appeared in his hand, and Mu Miao looked up at Ming Jue.
Mingjue's eyes wandered, not meeting his gaze. "It's so hard to come out here, and looking so sad really spoils the fun. Eat something sweet and smile, okay?"
Mu Miao took a bite of the candied haws, the sour and sweet taste spreading between her lips and tongue, "Thank you."
Mingjue breathed a sigh of relief.
Saying thank you must make you feel much better.
It was Mu Mu's first time out of the palace, and he didn't even know the way. He relied entirely on Ming Jue to lead him. Ming Jue joked, "Luckily, I brought you out. If it was someone with ulterior motives who took you away and sold you, you would probably be unaware of it."
Mu Miao disagreed, "Sell me? Do your nine clans still want me?"
Mingjue smiled, "Your Highness, please calm down. I don't want to be alone."
Mu Miao snorted, very proudly.
Mingjue's heart was beating fast, and he found that he seemed to have fallen in love with him.
But this is too unreasonable. He clearly hated this person so much the day before.
Seeing him silent, Mu Miao raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Are you scared? If you are, then don't mess with me next time. If I get angry, you will suffer the consequences."
After intimidating Mingjue, Mu Mu felt a little better and continued to admire the surrounding market. There were countless rare things on the stalls, but Mingjue bought everything that Mu Mu looked at for a few more seconds.
Mu Miao wanted to say that he was here to pay, but suddenly remembered that he didn't bring any money with him. His face flushed, "...I'll return the money to you when we get back."
Ming Jue smiled and refused, "No, these are my apologies to Your Highness for my previous offense."
Mu Mu recalled what he had done in the past, including but not limited to asking the teacher to punish him by copying books, deliberately telling him wrong answers, and changing the lecture time without notifying him...
Mu Miao instantly felt relieved of his psychological burden. All of this was owed to him by this bastard.
The pair of Mu Miao and Ming Jue attracted the attention of many people, especially Mu Miao. His bold and unrestrained red dress, coupled with his exquisite and beautiful face, undoubtedly made him a beautiful scenery in the eyes of others.
Even though he often frowned, looking either angry or on the verge of being angry, the beauty looked beautiful when angry, as if the person in the painting had walked out, suddenly becoming much more vivid.
Even though many people were silently looking at Mu Mu, only one or two dared to go up and talk to him. It goes without saying that a young man with such temperament must have a rich or noble family background, which is not something ordinary people can reach.
Mu Miu tugged at Ming Jue's sleeve, pointed to the particularly crowded area, and asked, "What are they doing there? A lot of people are going there."
Ming Jue glanced at the three large characters "Xunxianlou" on the sign and guessed, "They've probably got some famous dish. Want to check it out?"
Xunxianlou is the largest restaurant in Daqi. It specializes in the meat of mythical beasts. People eat their meat in the hope of living as long as them. New dishes are introduced every once in a while, attracting people to spend a fortune just to get a spot.
Mingjue has always looked down on this kind of transaction, but now hunting and killing divine beasts for meat has become a trend and cannot be influenced by his own thoughts.
After listening to Mingjue talk about the ingredients used in the restaurant's delicacies, Mu Miao frowned deeply, but finally followed Mingjue into the restaurant.
When the shopkeeper saw Ming Jue, his eyes lit up and he greeted him warmly, "Mr. Ming! Your visit has made our shop a great place. I have prepared a room for you. Please come this way."
The servants like them all need to remember the faces of the upper-class children in Kyoto, and people like Mingjue, who are the best of the best, must not be neglected.
Although the shopkeeper did not know Mu Miao, the identity of the person who could be with Ming Jue must be extraordinary, especially the attention Ming Jue showed to Mu Miao, which made the shopkeeper more certain that Mu Miao's identity was extraordinary.
Mu Miao and Ming Jue were taken to the second floor, from where they could see the entire first floor. The middle of the first floor was fenced off, leaving an open space. The chef was already sharpening his knife, ready to show his skills at any time.
Ming Jue naturally knew what was going to happen next. He made tea for Mu Mu and said, "It's going to be very bloody. I'm worried you won't be able to handle it. How about you go back first? I'll bring you some food."
Mu Miao shook his head, "I'm not here to eat the meat of a divine beast."
In fact, he didn't know why he walked in here. Maybe he just wanted to see how cruel these people could be.
The sound of gongs and drums rang out, and the shopkeeper bowed to Mu Mu with a flattering smile, then announced loudly, "The Immortal Seeking Feast has officially begun. The first dish is the fresh Nine-Tailed Fox."
A gorgeous-looking boy was brought up, with nine long tails trailing behind him. He was crying helplessly, with tear marks all over his palm-sized face.
His appearance made people even more excited, with noisy voices and various cheers urging the feast to begin.
When Mu Miao saw the chef approaching the little fox with a kitchen knife, he clenched his fingers on his knees. Just when he couldn't help but want to stand up to stop him, an invisible force restrained his actions again.
001 said hurriedly, "The world consciousness of the first generation world is very strong. Don't do meaningless things, little fool. History cannot be changed."
Mu Mu could only watch as the young man was tied to a huge chopping board. The chef stripped him of his clothes, revealing his smooth body. The little fox's thin body trembled under all kinds of greedy gazes, and the ears on his head trembled in fear.
"Everyone, look at his delicate and smooth skin. Cut it off piece by piece and dip it in the sauce. What a delicious taste it is."
Amidst the shrill screams, the little fox's skin was cut off bit by bit. After being washed in water, each piece was as thin as a cicada's wing, and when stacked together, there was a unique beauty.
Slowly, the little fox's voice became weaker, his chest stopped rising and falling, and his body returned to its original shape.
After a while, only a skeleton remained, with a few traces of flesh and blood still on it. Finally, the skeleton was bought by a wealthy businessman, who smiled and carried the skeleton, saying, "It's just right for making soup for my son."
Mu Miao trembled all over and couldn't help closing his eyes.
He seemed to understand why Yin Yan had not let him go out. If their identities were discovered, they would probably become a dish on the table of these dignitaries.
In order to please Mingjue, the shopkeeper specially asked the waiter to deliver the first plate of meat to the second floor.
Mingjue looked at the dish with a frown on his face, not even picking up his chopsticks.
Mu Miao moved his fingers to make sure that the constraints imposed on him by the world consciousness had disappeared. He stood up expressionlessly and left.
"Your Highness!" Mingjue called Mumiao worriedly, but Mumiao ignored him and went straight downstairs. Mingjue hurriedly followed him.
The waiter nearby was so surprised when he heard Mingjue's address that he couldn't close his mouth. He told the shopkeeper about it. When the shopkeeper heard that Mu Miao left in a bad mood, his face turned pale.
Just as Mu Mu was going downstairs, the second dish was served. Mu Mu looked across the crowd and his pupils shrank.
The dragon-horned boy tied to the chopping board had a face that was familiar to Mu Mu. It was Li Cong, the male college player that Mu Mu met in the first world. Li Cong's face was the same as when Mu Mu first met him, the only difference was his eyes.
The pair of golden vertical pupils were filled with coldness. Even though he was tied to the chopping board in a miserable state and would be made into a dish soon, there was no panic in Li Cong's eyes. He was frighteningly calm.
In short, he was completely different from the novice who was scared and at a loss in the Fish Village dungeon.
Mingjue grabbed his arm and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly run away?"
Mu Miao shook his head, his eyes fixed on Li Cong. Ming Jue followed Mu Miao's gaze and saw Li Cong. He waved his fan in surprise, "The Qilin tribe, they can actually capture such a mythical beast. These people are quite capable."
Mu Mu thought to himself that these were all players wearing the skins of mythical beasts, and it would be very easy to catch them.
He didn't want to watch anymore, so he turned around and said, "Let's go."
Mingjue nodded and followed him closely.
The next second, screams rang out one after another, and Mu Miao was almost hit by the crowd rushing from behind. Ming Jue quickly pulled him aside.
Mu Miao looked at it blankly, only to see that the chef's fat body had been lifted up by one hand after he had broken free from the restraints at some point.
Li Cong strangled the chef's neck tightly, and his face became red, swollen and purple due to suffocation.
Li Cong had an ambiguous smile on his lips. He swept his cold eyes over everyone around him and whispered softly, "You want to eat me? That won't do. Let me eat you instead."
He suddenly transformed into his original form of a Qilin, and the huge mythical beast let out a deafening roar. He pressed the chef with his front paws and with a slight force, the chef turned into a pool of meat paste.
Qilin leaped lightly and landed at the door, blocking their way out.
The sharp claws can cut a person's fragile body in half with just a slight stroke. He seems to treat killing as fun and kills everyone he sees without restraint.
Just like a naughty big cat teasing a little mouse.
The door was blocked, and people could only retreat step by step. When they had no way to retreat, they could only sit on the ground with weak legs, watching Li Cong getting closer and closer to them, shouting in despair.
People outside naturally heard the noise coming from Xunxian Tower, but this kind of noise was heard every day, and the pedestrians outside were no longer surprised. They said enviously, "It seems that there are a lot of dishes today. It's a pity that I don't even have the qualifications to go in. Sigh."
Ming Jue protected Mu Mu with a fearful look in his eyes. He said to Mu Mu with a sidelong glance, "I'll cover you later. Run out first and go back to the palace to find the Iron Guards. They are the only ones who can subdue this Qilin now."
Mu Miao questioned, "You're covering me, how many moves can you put up against this Qilin?"
Ming Jue: "...I can still block one attack."
Mu Miao: "You are so weak."
Ming Jue: "...I am the top scholar in literature, not martial arts."
Mu Miao finally understood that what he called cover was a life in exchange for a life. With Ming Jue's weak body, he would probably die with just one claw from Li Cong.
Mu Miao had finally found Xi Yunchi, and before he had the chance to be intimate with him, he naturally couldn't let him die so hastily.
Mu Miao made the final decision, "I'll cover you, you go find the Armored Guards."
Mingjue rushed out before Mu Miao could refute him.
Compared with the huge divine beast, Mu Mu was pitifully small. He met Li Cong's gaze. Neither the man nor the beast moved, just looking at each other quietly.
Mu Miao is not the type to take action first. He was waiting for Li Cong to make the first move, but Li Cong just looked at him quietly, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.
Li Cong's nose twitched, and he lowered his huge head. "You smell so familiar, Mumu?"
Mu Mu was shocked. Did this guy have a dog nose? And most importantly, why did he still remember me?!
"Mu Mu, it's you." Li Cong's tone was filled with excitement. He sniffed around Mu Mu and said with certainty, "This is the smell, the fragrant smell. You are Mu Mu."
[Hmm? Li Shen knows this NPC? Isn't this his first time entering a God-level dungeon?]
[Alas, maybe Li Shen missed the little mermaid he met in his first world. The little mermaid was also a god-level NPC and very beautiful.]
【Ah, it seems that Li Shen has become even crazier. 】
[Honestly, this NPC is so cute, especially from Li Shen's high-altitude perspective, she looks more like an exquisite doll.]
When Mu Miao heard this, she really wanted to lower her head and smell it on herself.
How come he doesn't know he smells?
"You've got the wrong person." Mu Miao denied, "I'm not the person you're talking about, and I don't know you."
Li Cong's tone was low. This monster who was still slaughtering people just a second ago reluctantly lowered his head in front of Mu Mu. "But you are obviously Mu Mu, Mu Mu, are you angry with me? I, I didn't mean it that time. I tried to persuade them, but they didn't listen to me..."
Mu Mu knew that he already knew his identity, but as long as he refused to admit it, it would be fine.
In this way, world consciousness will not expel him.
Mu Miao was originally worried that Li Cong would really become a cruel and bloodthirsty person, but it turned out that he was still that cute male college student.
Now Mu Miao no longer had to worry about what he would really do to her. She swaggered out and pulled Ming Jue out, then walked past him. "Move aside, I'm going home."
Li Cong moved his huge body away like a young wife and looked at Mu Mu aggrievedly.
Did Mumu lose her memory? Otherwise, why didn't she recognize him?
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Li Cong: Oh, I am still the little cutie I was back then.
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