Mu Qing handed the fruit to Murong Yu and said, "Eat it, it's delicious."
Murong Yu: "Okay, thank you." Murong Yu looked at the grapes the size of pigeon eggs in his hand, somewhat hesitant, thinking to himself, "I've never seen this kind of fruit before. Is it food for demons? Can humans eat it?"
Mu Qing: "Tear off the outer skin and eat the flesh inside, but don't eat the seeds."
Murong Yu calmly nodded and said, "Okay."
Seeing the young boy beside him eating with a satisfied expression, he also peeled a grape and ate it, just like Mu Qing. The grape was sweet and juicy.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a surge of vitality flowing into his body. After eating a whole skewer, Murong Yu discovered that his internal energy had increased by one level under the nourishment of this energy.
Mu Qing sensed a fluctuation in the energy emanating from the man beside her; his internal strength had increased. The man's internal strength was equivalent to a level five supernatural power, making him a very strong person. If he were to encounter the people who had been chasing him yesterday, he would be able to defeat them even if he were to fight three against one.
Mu Qing looked at the conflicted man beside her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Murong Yu: "I am Murong Yu, the third prince of the dynasty. If there is anything I can do to help you, as long as it is not against morality, I will do my best."
Mu Qing was stunned, looking at the serious-looking man.
He thought to himself, "So he is the Third Prince Murong Yu, who is known as the God of War. He is indeed tall and handsome, with an imposing presence, but he is not as cold and ruthless as the rumors say, keeping people at arm's length."
"It seems that rumors really shouldn't be taken at face value..."
Mu Qing smiled broadly and said, "Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Mu Qing thought for a moment. Since they were going to make friends, it was necessary for each other to show their true faces. With that in mind, he took off his blue hood, covered his face with his hands, and used his supernatural power to remove the butterfly mask from his face.
Mu Qing cleared her throat and said in a serious tone, "I am Mu Qing, um... this body belongs to... the second young master of the Prime Minister's mansion..." After speaking, she turned to look at Murong Yu.
Murong Yu stared in astonishment at the handsome face so close to his own.
Beside the shimmering stream, a boy with an androgynous face, his features exquisitely beautiful, smiled and looked over. Sunlight fell on his porcelain-white, translucent skin, creating a soft halo.
His heart was pounding. He had to admit that Mu Qing was the most handsome man he had ever seen. Even the most beautiful woman in the capital couldn't compare to him.
The boy is already so handsome even before he has fully grown up. I wonder how many girls he will be captivated when he comes of age. Thinking of this, Murong Yu felt a little sour.
Seeing the boy's confused look, Murong Yu composed himself and said, "So you are the Prime Minister's son. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Murong Yu joined the army at the age of seven and served for ten years. He is seventeen years old this year, six years older than Mu Qing.
He was taller than the boy, and his years of fighting had given him a fierce and ruthless aura. His features were deep-set, and he looked somewhat serious when he wasn't smiling.
Murong Yu looked at the laughing boy and felt his heart turbulent.
Mu Qing: "Third Prince, I... haven't thought of what I want yet. Consider it a favor you owe me. If I need your help in the future, you'll have to grant me one request. For now... just owe me."
She even winked playfully after saying that.
Murong Yu smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay."
Mu Qing said warily, "Someone's coming."
As she finished speaking, she raised her hand and put on the butterfly mask and hood.
Murong Yu felt a sense of relief as he watched the young man quickly wrap himself up, but then his heart skipped a beat when he thought of the young man's handsome appearance.
He thought to himself, "Young man, it would be better if you covered your face."
A moment later, a group of guards in black came out and knelt down to pay their respects three steps away from Murong Yu.
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