In the teahouse, the atmosphere between Chu Mu and Akron was already very tense.
"Why—why do you say that?"
Chu Mu stared suspiciously at the cross-dressing man who was wearing a long women's dress but had an unusually red and swollen face: "Did I say anything just now?"
Akron looked towards the south and said, "Did you hear that?"
Nan Mo was confused: "Huh? I heard you say that you are the dumbest bastard in the world."
"..." Akron looked at the silent, expressionless Old Seven with disbelief, "What about you? What did you hear before I spoke?"
"." The expressionless Old Seven only needed to shake his head and there was no need to give any extra response.
"What about you guys?" Akron turned around and asked the people gathered by the door.
"No." Everyone shook their heads vigorously. "We only heard you call yourself an asshole."
"..." Akron was silent for a while, then suddenly stood up, took two steps to Chu Mu, and held his shoulders. "I understand! This is the bond of blood. Only I can hear your voice. I am indeed your one and only relative."
Oops, he got me.
Nan Mo and Mian Tan were both a little unhappy.
Can you hear me?
Chu Mu asked the question again tentatively in his heart.
"Yeah! I can hear you!"
Akron admitted happily.
"My sister must have forgiven me. She is willing to give me another chance to atone for my sins. From now on, let my uncle take care of you!"
Chu Mu was dumbfounded.
"Ahem," Nan Mo had to interrupt Akron's sudden enthusiasm, "Mumu is used to living in the Duke's Mansion. I will take care of him."
"Bah, you're a bastard." Akron suddenly turned his fire on Nan Mo, "If you hadn't ignored Xiao Chaomu before, he wouldn't have been bullied by a fake like that."
"Huh," Nan Mo said angrily, "I am indeed a bastard, but luckily I turned back in time, unlike some people who, despite being blood relatives, almost killed their nephew."
The knife pierced his heart completely. Akron's face fell in frustration, and he closed his mouth and remained silent for a long time.
Chu Mu couldn't help but laugh: [An old bastard and a little bastard, I'm almost hooked. ]
Nan Mo quickly shut up and shifted his gaze, wishing he could get as far away from Akron as possible.
"You wait."
The cross-dressing man suddenly raised his head.
"I'm going to expose that imposter right now!"
"Hey, don't be impulsive!" Chu Mu had no choice but to reach out and grab the man. "As far as I know, the real mastermind behind that case was Grand Tutor Hong."
"Sure enough," Akron gritted his teeth, "He's really close to Hong Wentao. Sometimes some of the decisions he makes are clearly not his to come up with."
The one he was referring to was naturally the Hidden King.
"So we have to think long-term." Chu Mu tasted the newly served mung bean cake and put it back in disgust. "It's too sweet——"
Akron glared at the guy behind him sternly: "Who told you to put so much sugar on it? Hurry and make a new batch."
"No need," Chu Mu didn't expect Akron to get angry because of his complaints, so he quickly stopped him, "I'm not here for snacks, let's talk about business."
"We need to get down to business and eat. Look how thin you are..." Akron glanced at Nan Mo resentfully, "That little bastard must have been treating you harshly!"
Nan Mo clenched his fists, wanting to punch him: I didn’t provoke…
"Don't let your imagination run wild," Chu Mu stopped Akron from taking his anger out on him. "I deliberately arranged Xu Zhi's actions to conceal it from the King of Yin and to dig out some of the secrets from the past from him."
"—So that's how it is!" Akron had no doubt at all, "My nephew is the smartest man in the world! Extremely smart!"
Chu Mu's mouth twitched: "Just being smart is enough, but you don't need to be the best, right?"
"That's brilliant."
Chu Mu raised his eyelids and looked up: [Why do you have to curse my hair? ]
Akron was a little overwhelmed: "No, I don't mean to curse you, I just want to praise you..."
Chu Mu raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, I understand, I was just talking casually, no, I was just thinking casually."
Chu Mu actually has a lot of things he wants to complain about.
But since he already knew that Akron could hear his heartbeat, he really didn't dare to think too much about it.
"It's a bit troublesome..." Chu Mu scratched his face, "I am a very private person. Next time when I want to think about something, please cover your ears or stay away from me."
"Yeah, yeah." Akron nodded repeatedly.
"We deliberately took a detour here. The spies sent by the Hidden King to follow us are now following another car, but if we wait too long, we'll probably be noticed."
Chu Mu stroked the teacup again and again, thinking,
"If you continue to feign ignorance and pretend to cooperate with the Hidden King, I will find a reason to hold a joint trial and force your men to confess in front of all the civil and military officials. Don't mention the fact that he is an imposter. Just help me clear the charge of assassination."
He also wanted to use Prince Yin to investigate the matter of Grand Tutor Hong and let that guy sit on the throne for a while longer.
For some reason, Chu Mu vaguely felt that this Master Hong, who never appeared in the background, would be a very important character.
It's not just about this plane, it's about him personally.
"Trial by three judges..." Nan Mo recited silently.
The trial will be held in three courts, with the Minister of Justice, the Chief Justice, and the Chief Censor all present. Under the watchful eyes of the public, Chu Mu wants to see what Prince Yin is going to say.
"Will it work?" Akron was a little worried.
Daxia is a typical monarchy society, and the emperor holds the power of life and death. Chu Mu wants to blame the emperor based on the testimony of several assassins, which has never happened before.
"No." Chu Mu denied it flatly.
“…”
"A thousand-mile dam can be breached by an ant hole. Planting the seeds of doubt is the first step to shaking his royal power." Chu Mu's peach blossom eyes were shimmering, extremely beautiful and extremely dangerous.
Nan Mo was stunned. He could hear his heart beating violently. He covered his chest and cursed himself for being useless.
However, when he looked up inadvertently, he found that the expressionless Old Seven opposite him was doing the same action as him.
“…”
The two looked at each other silently, then put down their hands silently.
"Xiao Chaomu is absolutely right!" Akron raised his red and swollen face, his eyes full of admiration, looking inexplicably funny.
Chu Mu touched his nose awkwardly: "Then it's settled. It's not advisable to stay here for long. I'll take my leave now."
"Wait."
Akron's voice suddenly rose, his eyes full of anticipation.
"You—you haven't called me yet."
"???" Chu Mu tried to call out, "Uncle?"
"Hey!" Akron laughed out loud.
…
On the way back, in order to conceal their whereabouts, Nan Mo asked the paralyzed Lao Qi to drive the carriage, while he and Chu Mu walked all the way back.
When passing by a busy street market, Chu Mu suddenly felt a burning gaze directed at him through the crowd.
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