Heretic Doctor Zihou

Zihou swears that, if it weren't for what she saw and heard today, she would never know that it turns out that several people in Wei Guoting were so...talkative.

Especially Zhao Xinrou, the dignified and reserved image in the usual days, has been thrown out of the sky by her at this moment, and the questions one after the other are generally pour out of beans. She doesn't care whether Mo Yunhuang answers or not, even if she doesn't get Mo Yunhuang's answer, she can answer the question by herself, and then continue to the next question...

As for Wei Guoting and Wei Shirong, they are rather Zhao Xinrou's left and right arms. Once Zhao Xinrou stopped, they immediately followed...

In the hall, the three of you talked and talked endlessly. The hall that was originally silent has now become a lively vegetable market.

Isn't this posture driving that stinky man crazy?

For a moment, Zihou couldn't help feeling a loss of sympathy for Mo Yunhuang. So, looking at the nails on the floor is not looking at Mo Yunhuang's eyes, and finally turned to the left and glanced at someone in the seat...

However, to the disappointment of Zihou, someone in the audience was still calm and calm even in the face of the noisy sounds of Wei Guoting. Even if there is noisy sound around him, it does not compromise his peerless elegance.

Zihou couldn't help laughing at himself. She shouldn't have sympathy for this stinky man, too, a thick-skinned person, how can he drive him crazy with such a thick-skinned face as the Xiliang city wall?

She really thinks too much!

"Later, I have discussed with Grandpa. Let's go to Zhangluo first. We will leave Yunhuang for dinner at night, so you can take Yunhuang to your yard to see!" Zhao Xinrou's smiling voice spread to Zihou In my ears, I pulled back the consciousness of Zihou.

Zihou looked at Zhao Xinrou very incomprehensibly, but saw Zhao Xinrou blinking her eyes, and the corners of her eyebrows were filled with a smile that could not be erased.

Zihou the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. Didn't they talk very happily? Why did it happen to her inexplicably?

"Mother, Your Royal Highness Yun is very busy, let's not delay his precious time!" Zihou smiled coldly, trying to make his words sound reasonable.

"Madam Report, the Lord has been very free recently!" Liu Ying, who has been in a state of invisibility with a face paralyzed, suddenly spoke quietly...

Zihou heard the words, his forehead was full of black lines. This dead face is paralyzed, will he die if he doesn't speak? She glanced at a certain face with a rather unkind look, and she had an urge to beat him.

"Liu Ying is right, this king is indeed... very idle lately!" Mo Yunhuang raised his eyebrows, raised his lips with a smile, and said in agreement.

"In this case, it's settled. Then let's go first, and then, do you know how to entertain Emperor Yun?" Zhao Xinrou finished quickly, and then took her father-in-law, led her father-in-law, and flew fast. . The speed is jaw-dropping!

For a time, the noisy hall finally restored its former tranquility.

In the hall, only Mo Yunhuang and Zihou remained. Oh, if you ignore the very low presence of Liuying...

Zihou sat quietly in the chair and looked at his fingernails again. She looked at it with one finger, and then turned it over, as if a flower was embroidered on it. As for Mo Yunhuang around her, she directly chose to ignore it.

In the upper seat, Mo Yunhuang sat lazily, his clear eyes fell on the people not far away, the bright purple eyes, the floating light and the shadows, and the radiance.

Behind him, Liu Ying looked at his nose, his nose at his heart, completely transformed himself into a wooden person...

The gaze coming from around made Zihou pause when watching the nails, like thorns on the back. Even if she didn't look at it, she could still feel...indulgence and other complex emotions conveyed from that gaze.

As time goes by, Zihou feels that the atmosphere in this hall is getting more and more wrong. She frowned slightly, her eyes drooping, dark and unclear.

The temperature is rising, Zihou even feels that the surrounding temperature makes her a little hot, and her forehead seems to be sweaty. Every time she breathes, she can smell the special fragrance that belongs to someone. The scent is refreshing and pleasant, and it is intoxicating...

Suddenly, when Zihou almost started to dizzy, what she swept from the corner of her eye surprised her...

"What are you doing?" The handsome face in front of the enlarged version of Zihou was taken aback. She leaned back subconsciously, frowned and shouted.

After being so brutally drunk, Mo Yunhuang's eyebrows that were as brave as a peerless sword were slightly condensed, and the face of the devil's handsome face showed a little grievance.

I saw him propped his hands on both sides of the chair where Zihou was sitting, his tall body bent down, and his face turned towards Zihou, and said dullly, "Did you mean to take me to your yard? ?"

Staring at the magnified version of the peerless face in front of him, the precautions in the eyes of Zihou can't help being replaced by stunning colors. Her face was a little dazed. I have to say that this face is the most perfect face she has ever seen in her previous life and this life, not one of them. No matter if you look at it from a distance or look at it carefully, the strokes in every detail are the clock of creation, without any flaws!

She couldn't help but sigh, this man is really a favorite of God!

Seeing the absent-minded scene in Zihou, Mo Yunhuang's purple eyes flashed with a clear color. The corners of the enchanting and **** lips gently evoked a few invisible arcs of evil charm.

Feeling the oncoming heat, Zihou quickly recovered. However, she did not see someone's treacherous smile.

"My yard, aren't you a frequent visitor?" Zihou frowned, in a mocking tone. Who ran into his yard without going to bed in the middle of the night?

"I haven't walked through the main entrance!" someone said solemnly.

When Zihou heard the words, it was rare to be startled, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Should she praise him for self-knowledge? Did he know that he hadn't walked through the main entrance?

"Get up quickly, I'll take you there!" Zihou urged while leaning back as much as possible, pulling the ambiguous distance between the two.

Emperor Mo Yun stood up very obediently this time and gave Zihou freedom. Zihou dealt with the slightly chaotic group, and then walked towards the door without saying a word. Behind him, Mo Yunhuang paused, and then left behind Zihou.

Watching the two of them leave, Liu Ying who has been a wooden figure has moved. He followed the Emperor Mo Yun not far away, and there was a complex color passing across his calm eyes.

In his impression, the Lord has never been reticent, even unkind. However, since meeting the mistress, the real smile of the Lord seems to be more than what he has seen before. Not only that, he has never seen such a lord today!

"Mu Xuan Yuan, huh?" As soon as he walked to the door of Mu Xuan Yuan, an unidentified voice came from behind him.

"You..." Zihou turned around, but when he saw someone's expression, he stopped abruptly when he wanted to be ironic.

But seeing Emperor Mo Yun standing at the entrance of the courtyard, standing with his hands behind him, he slightly raised his head and looked at the plaque with the word'Muxuanyuan' written on the entrance of the courtyard. Seeing Zihou turning around, he withdrew his eyes, the smile on his face was extremely gentle.

However, the softer he smiled, the more he felt wrong in Zihou. Especially in the depths of his purple eyes, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"You wrote this?" Mo Yunhuang's low voice couldn't hear emotions.

"No... wrong, what if I wrote it?" Well, she didn't actually write this word. Where can the previous Wei Zihou write such a chic character? In her memory, the words on this plaque were that the original owner admired Chu Yixuan too much and could not extricate himself, so Wei Ziyu wrote these three words and hung them in front of the courtyard. The implication is obvious.

However, seeing someone's attitude, she is reluctant to tell the truth...

"Haha~" Mo Yunhuang smiled, that peerless face with such a smile was originally extremely charming, but Zihou felt panic inexplicably.

The next second, in the surprised eyes of Zihou, Emperor Mo Yun waved his hand, and in an instant, the three words "Muxuanyuan" on the plaque turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Mo Yun raised his big hand and waved extremely domineeringly. In the blink of an eye, three words were added to the plaque again.

"Lianyunyuan!"

Zihou stared at the new name of her yard, muttering softly. In the next moment, her eyes turned into blades and shot at someone, gritted her teeth and said, "Mo Yunhuang, my yard, who allowed you to change your name at random!" Zihou was red all over, I don't know if it is angry or ashamed. .

Kouninin? Isn't Yun just talking about him? She loves him? how is this possible!

"You better change it back!" Zihou stared at a certain cloud emperor, coldly shouting.

"I think this name is very suitable for this yard!" Mo Yunhuang chose to ignore the tough attitude of Zihou. His eyes swept across the three words one by one, expressing satisfaction with his masterpiece.

"Remember, Chu Yixuan is not worthy of your admiration, and the only person you can admire... is me!" The smile on Mo Yunhuang's face converged, and on his peerless and beautiful face, he was solemn and not angry. His eyes are only locked in Zihou, his deep and **** voice is unparalleled in the world.

Zihou heard that the anger on his face was replaced by astonishment. The anger in her heart quickly extinguished, leaving nothing but shock and incredibleness.

His words are too domineering! However, from this overbearing, she heard a touch of affection...

At this moment, she was in a daze. Unexpectedly playing movies in my mind flashed through the bits and pieces of their getting along. From the startling glance of Fengyalou, to the bracelet he put on her that night under the moon, to his broad chest in the Muxuan courtyard...

It was only at this moment that she suddenly realized that this man had left an indelible stroke in her life in such a short period of time, stirring her life out of her control, and making her a whole heart. People become no longer the self before!

She does not deny that after meeting her, she has become less like herself!

She can't imagine what the result will be if this continues!

When Zihou came back to his senses, he found that the tall figure in front of him was no longer there. There was a trace of disappointment in her eyes, and her heart was full of loss...

Such a conditioned response made Zihou a sudden surprise...

She slowly raised her head and looked into the distance. After a long time, she thought to herself that the stinky man had better stop messing with her, or she would accept him!

"Honorable Lord, why did you leave suddenly?" In a dark alley not far from Wei Mansion, Liu Ying was standing behind Empress Mo Yun, frowning slightly, asking puzzledly.

"There are some things that can't be rushed. The little woman's heart wall was built too high. It's time for her to think about it." Mo Yunhuang stood on the wall, looking at the Wei mansion not far away, with her extremely **** lips curling up. A touch of evil charm, eyes full of cunning light...

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Later, after ten o'clock in the evening...