Dark Beast Summoner

Two billion gold, Mu Ningxue had never imagined such a huge number.

However, the people around said that Mu Wushuang's straw bag has pressed 2 million taels of gold, and it will soon double a hundred times to 2 billion gold!

With so much gold, it is no problem to buy a small country!

It would be great if the money belonged to their second room!

She was jealous and greedy, and the calculations flashed in her eyes.

The emperor ordered to repair the Hou Mansion, and now the Hou Mansion will be repaired soon, and when Mu Wushuang moves back, she will always have a chance to let her spit out all the gold!

"Kill her! This king must kill her and Mu Yuheng!"

The second prince, Ximen Kang, was about to collapse, his face was twisted, and he roared in his heart. If he killed her, he would not need to lose money! If you kill him, you can avenge your son!

Mu Wushuang ignored everyone's different expressions, pulled the beautiful younger brother, and walked out with a graceful attitude.

"Wait, Miss Wushuang, your brother won this battle, don't you want to celebrate? This prince has a treat today, how about you go to Tianxianlou for a drink?"

Song Yiyang chased after him, and the enchanting peach blossom eyes flashed with color.

It was not easy to see her in ten days or so. Today, no matter what, we must seize this opportunity.

"Okay! The dishes of Tianxianlou have been coveted by Wushuang for a long time."

Mu Wushuang smiled and agreed without hesitation.

The corners of Mu Yuheng's mouth twitched: Didn't you mean to lose weight? The chefs in the palace are much better than those in Tianxianlou, and I haven't seen you eat more!

"This wreath is so beautiful, and the prince will get one to wear one day."

Song Yiyang pointed at the wreath hanging around his neck, and said sarcastically.

Seeing his fiery eyes and eager expression, Mu Yuheng looked like he was going to borrow Dai Dai, so he quickly grabbed the garland.

You have to wear it and buy it yourself. This wreath was made by my sister herself, and she wouldn't let him wear it if she was killed.

snort!

Song Yiyang touched his nose, and Mu Yuheng's defensive eyes made him have no choice but to dispel the thought in his heart, but this garland is really beautiful, he must be very beautiful wearing it.

A group of people arrived at Tianxianlou in a mighty manner, Song Yiyang was the host, ordered a table of dishes, and then went to the thatched hut.

As soon as Song Yiyang left, Long Yi, who was hidden in the shadows, appeared immediately. He knelt on the ground and said:

"Miss, before going out, the master told you not to drink alcohol."

Mu Wushuang's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her cherry lips opened: "Uncle Huang is too lenient. I'm happy today, what's wrong with drinking some wine?"

Isn't it because he took advantage of half a can of wine last time? He thought she could get drunk every time. This time she will definitely not be careless.

Long Yi knew that the young lady would definitely not be willing to listen to the master's words, but fortunately, the master knew something and explained otherwise.

He said: "Master said, if you are obedient, I will give you a hundred of these."

As he spoke, his palm turned over, and a pitch-black stone fell into his palm.

Formation Stone!

The uncle actually collected the formation stone for her!

Still a hundred!

The consumption of her array stones is very fast. For the past ten days, she has been using array stones to arrange a spirit gathering array for herself and her younger brother, and she can use more than a dozen of them in one night. Now, more than half of the array stones on hand have been used.

She was worrying about where to collect the array stones. Unexpectedly, someone would send a pillow when she fell asleep. Uncle Huang is so caring.

"Deal! Miss Ben doesn't drink alcohol today."

Mu Wushuangjiao smiled.

Long Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He was still a wise master and knew how to seduce the young lady.

Thinking of the hill-like formation stone in the warehouse, it can be tempted countless times, but the master has a way to deal with the disobedient young lady.

Long Yi quietly retreated.

Song Yiyang came in, the food and drinks were already on the way, he picked up the glass and poured it.

"Sister can't drink today, I will drink with His Royal Highness."

Mu Wushuang was about to politely refuse when he saw the beautiful younger brother stand up and take the wine glass over.

"Miss Wushuang is not feeling well?"

Song Yiyang asked worriedly.

"This... it's a little inconvenient today." She was vague and a little guilty.

"It turns out that women have so many days a month. It's really hard." Song Yiyang said sympathetically, and he even brought a plate of red dates and donkey-hide gelatin and warm red candy tea.

"..."

Mu Wushuang was speechless: Your Royal Highness, where did you think you went!

Besides, he knows women too well! Friends of women!

Mu Yuheng dislikes Song Yiyang, who is flamboyant and flirtatious. He is like a flamboyant peacock, easily attracting wild bees and butterflies. His pair of peach blossom eyes are like a fox spirit, and he is by no means a good match for his sister. Although he didn't like the icy Long Moshen either, he didn't want the prince of Dongchen Kingdom to get too close to his sister.

Whenever Song Yiyang wanted to talk to Mu Wushuang, Mu Yuheng filled him with wine. After an hour, there was an empty jug all over the ground. Song Yiyang had a good taste of wine, but he was also a little drunk at this time.

"Hiccup! This prince will dance for you!"

Song Yiyang hiccupped, stood up staggeringly, swayed and danced, and even dragged Mu Yuheng to dance with him.

Mu Yuheng's drinking capacity was worse than Song Yiyang's. After drinking, Jun's face was flushed, his steps were sluggish, his eyes were blurred, and Song Yiyang was allowed to drag him to dance.

The two hugged each other, turned left and right, stepped on their feet and screamed from time to time, what a beautiful drunk scene!

Mu Wushuang's stomach hurts from laughing after watching the whole process. If only there were mobile phones in this era, she would definitely record it for them, so that they can take a good look at their embarrassment when they wake up tomorrow!

"His Royal Highness, what are you doing!"

Just then, someone suddenly broke into the door.

Xu Yuan stared at Song Yiyang who was dancing with a man, his face ashen. He originally came to Tianxianlou for dinner with Mu Ningman, but he heard the familiar laughter in the box. He didn't expect to see such a scene when he pushed the door open.

Spread the word, the face of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be lost!

Behind him, Mu Ningman also widened his eyes, a person like His Royal Highness, who is full of extravagance, would actually drag Mu Yuheng to dance!

Mu Wushuang's expression turned cold, this couple, uninvited to enter, so unruly.

"His Royal Highness, my subordinates will take you back."

Xu Yuan gave Mu Wushuang a vicious look, pulled Mu Yuheng away, and helped the drunk Song Yiyang out.

"This prince still wants to dance!"

Song Yiyang struggled with his eyes closed, and Xu Yuan couldn't help dragging him away.

Mu Wushuang supported the beautiful younger brother and made him rest his head on his shoulder.

"Third sister, what kind of medicine did you give His Royal Highness to make him so fascinated by you!"

Mu Ningman didn't go with Xu Yuan, she looked at Mu Wushuang with jealousy in her eyes.

Mu Wushuang has lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw her. The flesh on her body is no longer the fat that everyone hates. Although she is still a little fat, she feels plump. The place where she should be fat is very proud and her skin is like jade. , the figure has a faintly charming charm.

It's a world of difference from before.

Not to mention her face, even though she is a little fat, her frown and smile are enough to turn all living beings upside down.

Mu Wushuang stayed in the regent's mansion every day, facing Long Moshen day and night. Even if she was a scumbag, Mu Ningman was worried that one day, Long Moshen would be emotional about this scumbag.

She is a piece of trash, why are so many men treating her so well!