As a villain, he relies on coquettishness to rise to power

"Okay, mom won't disturb your sleep. Just remember to come back at noon." When hanging up the phone, Yu's mother remembered something and said quickly: "By the way, didn't Qianqian also get the same exam as Mumu? Is it university? Let’s call her over at noon. It seems like the last time we met was a month ago.”

"oh."

Yumu called Haqie, hung up the phone, and continued to sleep.

When Yumu woke up, it was already past eleven in the morning.

According to the family's habit, we must have dinner around 12:30, so there isn't much time left.

Yumu got up, lazily washed his face and brushed his teeth, then took a thin light green sweater and went out.

When she went out, Song Youyou was still struggling on the bed. Seeing that Yumu was about to leave, he called her heartbreakingly: "Jio, ah, khaki, don't leave."

Yumu: "..."

She had a headache, "Is something wrong?"

"What are you going out for?" Song Youyou said with a cute smile, "Bring me some food. I want to eat the pineapple fried rice from the restaurant near the school."

Song Youyou had a wonderful thought. She was a pure and beautiful girl. She woke up in the morning and leaned against the bed lazily and blinked. She was extremely charming and alluring.

But Song Youyou didn't know that Yu Mu's 0.5 vision clearly saw the eye droppings in the corners of Song Youyou's eyes under the sun.

Well, I blinked and blinked, but I didn’t see the eye droppings fall out.

Yumu turned away his eyes and said "Oh" indifferently, "I will probably be back around two o'clock. Are you waiting?"

"What?"

Song Youyou was startled, got up from the bed, and looked at Yumu in disbelief, "Come back after two o'clock? What's going on? Aren't you going out to eat?"

"Well, go back and eat." Yumu replied calmly.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the time, and saw the message on WeChat ten minutes ago. She looked away, raised her eyes and said to Song Youyou: "Two thirty, okay? No, I'm leaving."

Song Youyou scratched her head, "Forget it, go ahead, I'll order takeout later."

"good."

Yumu nodded, turned and left.

After leaving the dormitory building, Yu Mu opened WeChat and took a look. Sure enough, it was a message sent to him by Yan Zijing.

Yumu clicked on the voice button, and the young man's cool and gentle voice came from over there.

"Mumu, are you up?"

"Mumu, I just came back from the palace. When I went to court this morning, the king was discussing my marriage again. I was a little annoyed."

"Is having a wife that important?"

"Mumu, haven't you gotten up yet?"

"Mumu?"

As the voice message was slowly listened to, at the end, the young man's voice seemed to be getting lower and lower, and he was getting more and more aggrieved, and the "mumu" sound was even more pitiful.

After Yumu listened to the voice message, he pressed voice input and replied.

"I'm twenty-five, and I'm looking for a partner."

However, Yumu seems to remember that Yanzi was so reserved that he never had any intimate women around him, and he was even said to have taken a wife.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zijin responded to Yu Mu's voice message just after she sent it.

Yan Zijin's voice was low, and he seemed a little unhappy.

"Mumu, do you think so too?"

Yumu typed.

[Miki: Yeah. 】

While Yu Mu was replying to the message, she remembered the last thing Yu's mother told her when she called her in the morning.

Looking for Zhou Qianqian...

[Huang Tao, where is Zhou Qianqian now? 】

Yumu didn't have Zhou Qianqian's contact information, so he couldn't find anyone even if he tried to find her.

Huang Tao heard this and replied: [Your Highness, Zhou Qianqian...]

Huang Tao, who located Zhou Qianqian's position, was a little stunned for a moment, and then he said: [Zhou Qianqian is now with Shen Sui, right on the road that turned left in front of His Highness. They seem to have made an appointment to meet. 】

Yumu didn't care very much, [Well, let's go then. 】

Huang Tao: [Your Highness is going? 】

【Um. 】Yumu: 【Whether she goes or not is her business, and the lack of notice is my business. 】

After Yumu finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and looked at the phone in his hand. Yan Zijin had already replied to a voice message quickly, and it was quite long, 52 seconds.

Yumu clicked on.

Yan Zijing: "Well, Mumu, what kind of woman do you think I should find? A lady, smart and sensible? Or willful, unreasonable and unreasonable? Or decisive, able to distinguish right from wrong? Tell me, I'll find her right now."

It can be heard from the voice that the young man's tone is a bit low, lacking a few hints of the usual coldness and gentleness, and at the end, there is even a hint of aggressive anger.

Yumu is just a piece of wood, and she can't detect the anger in Yan Zijin's words. After hearing this, she just frowned and said, "Do you like this kind of thing?"

After careful comparison, it seemed that none of them were her winning bids.

Before Yan Zijing could answer, Yu Mu pursed his lips and said, "If you like, you can."

The implication is that Yumu can barely fit the personality of the girl Yan Zijin likes.

This was already the biggest concession for Yumu. It was not easy for her to agree to take this step and make this change.

But in Yan Zijin's ears, this was not what he meant.

Chinese characters are broad and profound.

Yan Zijin thought that Yumu didn't care about him, didn't care that he liked others, and even encouraged him to get close to other women.

Yan Zi's fingertips as he picked up the relic trembled suddenly. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and dark and beautiful pupils were filled with dark and sinister emotions. This terrible look of violence was also the same as what he had just seen in the court. The cold and distant half-moon demeanor.

The Imperial Master does not have official uniforms. He wears white clothes all year round, looking cool and clean.

Her black hair was tied up, and a few strands of broken hair brushed her temples, half covering her beautiful face.

At this moment, the beautiful person's face turned pale, and her long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled helplessly, slowly covering a shadow under her eyelids, feeling a little confused and confused.

The sharpness and warmth of the brow bones gradually weakened, and from a distance, they looked as if they were weak and sickly.

The sedan suddenly stopped, and the steward's cautious and respectful voice sounded outside.

"Master Yan, the Imperial Master's Mansion has arrived."

There was silence in the sedan.

The butler who was waiting at the door of the car couldn't hear Yan Zijin's voice for a long time. He was a little worried and couldn't help calling softly.

"Master Yan?"

There seemed to be silence for several seconds before the hoarse voice of the Emperor Master came from inside.

"Um."

With just one word, the housekeeper who had served Yan Zijin for many years immediately realized that something was wrong with Yan Zijin.

The housekeeper frowned slightly, looking slightly worried.

Then, I saw a slender white hand stretching out from the plain white door curtain, with snow-white fingertips, gently lifting the door curtain, and a snow-white corner poked out from inside.

The young man's slender figure came out of the sedan chair, slightly bent over, walking calmly and unhurriedly.