However, Muqi's lips unconsciously curled up slightly all day.
"Master, a letter from Mu Feng."
Xiao Wu lowered his head, a look of shock flashing in his eyes. His master had been grinning foolishly all day since he came out of Dou Shiliu's room.
Mu Xi pulled her wandering thoughts back, glanced indifferently at the envelope in Xiao Wu's hand, took it, sealed the envelope with beeswax, and opened it with a little force.
"Muxi, can I have your Dark One?"
That was the first thing he said.
Mu Xi crumpled it up and threw it outside; the strong, vigorous handwriting on the pristine white paper turned to ash in the wind...
Xiao Wu's head was lowered, his eyes trembling slightly. He didn't know what Young Master Mu Feng had said that had angered his master...
Mu Xi glanced calmly at Xiao Wu with her amber eyes, "Ignore Mu Feng for now."
Xiao Wu raised his head slightly, "Yes."
...
Dou Shiliu frowned, rubbing her head, "Why does it hurt so much?" Had she been drinking at a nightclub?
White Ball: "No, Master almost burned to death. Oh, no, not that badly. He almost got burned into an idiot."
Dou Shiliu felt that her wounds had been treated, and she really didn't want to experience the feeling of being whipped a second time.
"The Lord, who is high above, actually endures such suffering..." A tempting voice came from the depths of his heart, but Dou Shiliu ignored it.
Almost everything the inner demon says is a lie.
Unable to stand up now, Dou Shiliu had no choice but to lie in bed as well. (Kazu)
Dou Shiliu raised her eyes slightly and saw Xiao Wu's figure appear in front of her bed. She blinked and her eyes fell on the medicine bowl in Xiao Wu's hand.
"Drink," Xiao Wu said expressionlessly, handing it over. Although he pushed it in a bit roughly, not a drop of the medicine spilled.
A foul smell of medicine wafted out, and Dou Shiliu instinctively frowned. However, she swiftly reached out, grabbed the medicine, and gulped it down.
Sure enough, it was incredibly bitter.
Xiao Wu remained expressionless, but there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. After Dou Shiliu finished drinking, he picked up the empty bowl and turned to leave.
Dou Shiliu casually wiped the medicine stains from the corner of his mouth and lay down comfortably.
These past few days have been a work injury, I've been slacking off. As for that princess from some other country, I'll talk about her when she's better.
Mu Xi stood outside the door, watching Dou Shiliu inside who was wrapped up like a silkworm. She glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left.
As Dou Shiliu wished, when she was injured, apart from Xiao Wu bringing her medicine every day, she was hardly disturbed.
"Xiao Wu, where is the master?"
Dou Shiliu handed him the empty bowl, and Xiao Wu replied indifferently, "It's in the mansion."
Dou Shiliu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said indifferently, "When will Master get married?"
Then she saw Xiao Wu glance at her indifferently, say nothing, and walk straight out.
Dou Shiliu: "?"
Xiao Wu left her with a dashing back view.
Dou Shiliu pouted. "Even if you don't tell me, I still have a system."
So, Bai Tuan showed her a video of herding livestock in the stream.
As usual, there was no sign of marriage at all. Dou Shiliu smiled slightly and felt a little relieved.
Mu Xi had no expectations whatsoever for that damned princess. Dou Shiliu was happily recovering from her injuries, and the moment she was able to get out of bed, she went straight to Mu Xi's side.
As luck would have it, Muqi went to the palace today.
Dou Shiliu had no choice but to go find him, of course using her lightness skill. For a master like her, the palace walls were like they didn't exist.
After leaving the Muwang Mansion
The streets were bustling with activity.
Dou Shiliu thought for a moment on the way and realized that Mu Tuo's plan to marry the mute princess of Beiwu Kingdom at this time was probably because he wanted to borrow troops to attack a foreign country.
but……
"System, what is the reason why the mute princess of Beiwu Kingdom wants to marry into Fengluo Kingdom? And why is the cannon fodder's leg disabled? What does the emperor of Beiwu Kingdom want from Fengluo Kingdom?"
Bai Tuan said nonchalantly, "She's no good as a cannon fodder powerhouse, but her face is still stunningly beautiful."
Dou Shiliu moved swiftly across the rooftops, the wind whipping her hair, her little face furrowing involuntarily: "She's never even met Cannon Fodder, how would she know he's good-looking?"
Bai Tuan rolled his eyes: "The painters of this world aren't called that for nothing. Besides, the little princess of Beiwu Kingdom can't speak because of a congenital condition, but she's still favored. The Wu Master of Beiwu Kingdom said that only by marrying into Fengluo Kingdom can things change."
Therefore, the emperor of Beiwu Kingdom reluctantly allowed his little princess to marry Muxi.
Dou Shiliu laughed: "Does the Northern Dance Kingdom still practice feudal superstition?"
White Group: "Their country's tradition"
"Impressive," she said, her eyes darting around before she asked again, "Why not let the little princess marry Mu Tuo?"
He was the ruler of a country.
Bai Tuan: "Because the little princess doesn't like his looks."
Dou Shiliu nodded calmly. This obsession with good looks isn't something that came about overnight; it's existed since ancient times.
Before they knew it, they had reached the outside of the palace walls. Dou Shiliu jumped over the wall without blinking and, following the system's prompts, slowly made his way towards Mu Xi's location.
"This is Princess Ling Zhenbao of the Northern Dance Kingdom."
Mu Tuo sat in his seat, pursing his lips and smiling as he looked at Mu Xi, his eyes filled with a playful glint.
Ling Zhenbao was very small, with big eyes like grapes, looking very childlike. Her skin was so white it was almost translucent, and she wore a special costume from the Beiwu Kingdom, making her look like an elf who had fallen to earth.
She blinked her eyes, staring intently at Muxi, her curiosity undisguised.
Today, Muxi was dressed in white, a dress made by Dou Shiliu, which gave her an ethereal air. Her pupils in her slender eyes were quite beautiful.
Ling Zhenbao quietly tugged at Ling Fengyi beside her, her eyes sparkling. Ling Fengyi knew at a glance that this girl really liked Mu Xi.
He couldn't help but reach out and gently pat her little head. "Good girl."
Ling Zhenbao rubbed her hand against his palm.
"My younger sister is very satisfied with Prince Mu, so Your Majesty, shall we discuss the contract?"
Ling Fengyi raised his eyes and looked gently at the man on the throne, his voice flowing like a gentle stream.
Mu Tuo nodded with a smile. His condition was that their Beiwu Kingdom must join forces with his Fengluo Kingdom to destroy the foreign kingdom.
Mu Xi watched as they ignored him, chatting as if they were discussing a product, his eyes remaining indifferent.
“Very well, our condition from the Northern Dance Kingdom is,” Ling Fengyi turned his gaze and looked gently at Mu Tuo, “that Prince Mu will cherish my younger sister.”
His voice was as gentle as a refined gentleman.
Mu Xi said indifferently, "I will not marry her."
Ling Fengyi was taken aback and immediately glanced at Ling Zhenbao beside him, only to find that she was not crying, but looking at Mu Xi with a puzzled expression.
There was still a hint of grievance in her eyes, which made his heart ache slightly. He tightened his grip on her hand and whispered, "Baby, brother's here."
Ling Zhenbao nodded, her brows still furrowed.
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