When Mu Zhi woke up, there was silence around him. A small lamp emitted a glimmer of light in the corner, hazy and soft, and extremely quiet.

It was still night, but Mu Zhi was no longer sleepy. He called his maid and said, "What time is it now?"

The maid was leaned on the bed by him, her lazy and untidy manner was so confused that her face was blushed and her heart beat. She quickly lowered her head and did not dare to look again: "Young Master, it's already the hour of Hai."

Mu Zhi nodded: "So it's so late...you go and rest."

The maid was stunned and hurriedly said, "I want to serve the young master, how can I go and rest by myself!"

Mu Zhi chuckled: "I don't need anyone to serve at night. If you are a beautiful girl like you, you will become ugly if you don't sleep well." He said frivolously, but his eyes were clear, and his idle and outspoken elegance made people feel that it was a sin to connect him with the vulgar playboy.

The maid blushed, but she didn't dare to have any delusions in her heart, so she stepped down with gratitude.

Not long after the maid left, Murong Zhao walked in quietly. He was wearing a mysterious dress and melted into the night, without saying a word, but just looked quietly at the figure who opened the window and enjoyed the moon.

——He felt something was wrong with him. It was a long-lost sense of irritability and uncertainty, as if he had become the child who could only wait under the tree every day, and he could only settle down when he saw that person's figure. Since that person left, he no longer had such intense emotions that made people feel burning. He became heartless and cold. He had only one goal in his heart, that is, to sit in the supreme position and avenge his sister Mu.

Therefore, Reason kept warning him, telling him not to let go, or even to have such emotions towards Xie Jiulang, but he couldn't help feeling anxious because he was not in front of him.

Xie family... Xie family... If this person is not named Xie, how good would it be?

Murong Zhao, immersed in his thoughts, was awakened by a gust of night wind. He frowned at the thin back in front of the window, untied his cloak without thinking too much, and stepped forward to put it on Mu Zhi's shoulders.

"Young Master Ninth should take a cold easily when you blow the wind at night, so you should cherish your body." He said seriously, without feeling that his sudden appearance in the eyes of normal people was a very horrible thing.

Mu Zhi was obviously not a very human being. He turned around and saw Murong Zhao's face without seeing his joy and anger. He just raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a chuckling. Under the reflection of the moonlight, his skin became brighter and his eyes were moving.

"Thank you, Your Highness Seventh." He naturally put his cloak together. As soon as he lowered his head, his red lips brushed over the lace, and his slender fingers wrapped around a simple knot. This flowing action made Murong Zhao, who didn't think there was anything wrong, suddenly turned red from his ears.

He... Did he act too intimate just now? Murong Zhao reflected on his behavior, but looking at the boy wearing his cloak, there was still a moment of deepness in his eyes.

I want to get close to him. I want to make him live like this forever. I want to see him smiling without any warning.

Want to... give him everything.

In the beating heart, the tender feelings were soon suppressed by the rising guilt and hatred. He could not forget that the blood on the ground in front of the Yongjia Palace gate and Muer's wooden hairpin were quietly thrown aside.

His despair at that time is still very deep when I think about it.

"The Galing Epiphyllum in the mansion is about to bloom soon. Is the Ninth Young Master willing to look at it?" Under Mu Zhi's confusion, Murong Zhao's voice was light, exuding the coolness of the night, and his expression was still as cold as ever.

——It is impossible to see that he is experiencing a fierce struggle in his heart.

Mu Zhi was very interested: "That's a coincidence. Your Highness asked me to change my clothes first." He returned the cloak to Murong Zhao, turned around and entered the screen.

Murong Zhao took the clothes that were still warm, and a layer of light green bamboo was dyed on them. It was shallow, but inexplicably seductive. He seemed to be bewitched by something, and put the clothes to the tip of his nose. When his skin touched the touch of the fabric, he realized, and loosened his hands and the clothes slid to the ground.

Murong Zhao subconsciously took a step back.

Mu Zhi changed his clothes and came out. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be surprised. However, he didn't say anything, but just found a cloak that he had never worn before. Regardless of Murong Zhao's stiffness, he draped it on his body.

"Send me with papaya and repay him with Qiong Yao," Mu Zhi took a step back and admired the beauty. "Your Highness is really extraordinary."

——The next sentence of this poem is "It's not a reward, I always think it's good." Although Murong Zhao knew it was just a joke, a layer of blush rose on his face. Fortunately, the light inside was dark and it was not clear. He turned around without saying a word and walked out, feeling a cloud of mud in his mind.

Mu Zhi smiled lowly. Tsk, this person is still so shy like he was when he was a child...

His eyes were distant, and the bright moon of a noble family was a climax. Only 999, who had just returned from the meeting, knew that the new host, the soul of the drama spirit in his body, was ready to move... Oh, it was so tired.

"Host, as long as you prove that you are the male protagonist's 'Mur' when he was a child, the task completion rate is already very high. Can we just end it like this?" Every time I see my host doing the task, 999 feels frightened, afraid of a failure.

Mu Zhi asked replies without answering: "How much is the completion coefficient?"

"…76%. According to the test, as long as the male protagonist knows your other identity, the task coefficient can reach 92%, which is already very excellent."

Mu Zhiyouyou said: "I have always been perfect. Except for 100%, everything else failed."

...

The night is hazy. There is no light in the garden, only a bright moon in the sky shines brightly, accompanying the two people in the garden.

Under the silent gaze of the two, Galin Epiphyllum, the shy beauty was quietly opening the buds and slowly revealing the long-grown white flowers. It was a suffocating beauty, given by the skillful hands of the Creator, like the elves of nature.

In just one hour, from the blooming to the falling flowers, Mu Zhi was fascinated by the sight. This short-lived shortness of the pan and the rapid decline of the extremely beautiful ones are its most shocking place. In fact, this is the same for people, isn’t it?

A faint smile appeared on his lips, and Murong Zhao was looking at him. For some reason, a hint of uneasiness suddenly appeared in Murong Zhao's heart. This man was dressed in white, and his face seemed to care about nothing, and he became more and more sensual. Unlike people in this world, he seemed to be able to escape at any time.

In fact, he is indeed going back to Xie's Mansion tomorrow. From then on, the two will no longer have a relationship. He will have his own wife and children, and will leave all the special things to another person...

Murong Zhao held Mu Zhi's hand. In the man's surprised gaze, he said word by word: "May I be like a star king and a moon, can the Ninth Prince know Zhao's intention?"

He...want this person, regardless of whether his surname is Xie or not.

After all, what happened back then had nothing to do with him, right? The one who deserves to pay was Concubine Xie.

...

On September 16, 12th year of Yongping, when he was busy in the palace for celebration banquet, a memorial service was like a thunder, blew up the main hall of Emperor Yongping.

"It's really outrageous!" Emperor Yongping was furious.

The person who wrote this letter was a censor who had no selfless relationship with others, and he did not belong to any force on the surface. He participated in the Tongzhou Prefecture Wei Changdao's dozens of charges such as greed for ink, disasters, and fish and people. The evidence was conclusive and clear.

The court was shocked for a moment.

Emperor Yongping made a quick decision and took off his post as Wei Changdao and sent his personal guard to suppress him into the capital. After everything was investigated, he ignored Queen Wei's plea and issued a cold order to confiscate his wealth and exiled Wei Changdao to western Liaoning.

Western Liaoning is where the Wei family is in short supply.

This action made many people secretly wonder whether Emperor Yongping was already dissatisfied with the Wei family. The people who planned the position of crown prince were even more ready to move.
Chapter completed!