Hearing this, Lou Xing was stunned: "other candidates?"

    "A few days ago, I accepted another disciple." Jun Mu Qian''s look suddenly became solemn. "He is a very clever little boy, and he is also very cute."

    "So..." Lou Xingxun was calm, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.

    Little... Boy? Seven or eight?

    "Alas, it''s a pity that one morning he suddenly cried with me." Jun Mu sighed, "prince, do you know what he was crying for?"

    "The palace is all ears." he thought, children crying may be angry, and it''s not a big deal.

    "He told me that he dreamed that he slept with a man." Jun Mu was distressed. "The man also said he would kill him."

    Lou Xingxun: "

    Wait, things seem to be going wrong?

    "I thought, maybe my disciple was hurt by something before." Jun Muqian sighed again, "so he cried in his dreams at night. As the head of a pavilion, I really can''t see it anymore."

    "Miss mu, you..." Lou Xingxun wanted to interrupt, because he probably guessed what the next words were.

    "So, Prince, it''s time for you to come!" Jun Mu clapped. "I''d be grateful if you could save my disciple from suffering."

    Sure enough... Lou Xing looked at the corner of his mouth and said, "Miss mu, why do you think this palace can save your disciples?"

    "Hmm?" Jun Mu said, "don''t you like men? He likes them too. It happens that you are very suitable."

    Lou Xingxun reached out his hand and pressed his forehead. After considering it for a while, he said, "let''s not say that the palace doesn''t like men. Even if you like it, how can you know that your disciples will like it?"

    As soon as he finished, he was going crazy.

    It''s really my fault. I have nothing to do to create a sleeveless image.

    Jun Muqian didn''t speak this time, but turned around and groped for something on the dresser.

    Lou Xingxun was confused by her action. He said tentatively, "Miss mu, what are you looking for?"

    Jun Mu Qian handed him a mirror and motioned him to look at it.

    Looking at the romantic childe reflected in the mirror, Lou Xingxun was completely confused. What did he do in the mirror?

    "My palace..." he hesitated. "Is there anything wrong with my palace?"

    "No." Jun Mu Qian was a little surprised, "why do you think so?"

    "What is that?"

    "Let you have some confidence in your appearance."

    Lou Xingxun: "

    Jun Mu thought for a while and added, "although it can''t compare with my childe, it''s already very good."

    Lou Xingxun: "

    I didn''t want to be stuffed, but suddenly I was stuffed.

    **

    Naturally, Jun Muqian didn''t sell his Baili little brother in the end.

    After all, bailichangsheng looks silly. She is afraid that something will happen to him at that time.

    Moreover, her previous behavior in the busy market was equivalent to adding some trouble to King Daqian.

    It is said that after su Qinghua returned to the residence arranged for her by King Daqian that day, she was so angry that she even asked the court to kill Shaoqing, who was specially responsible for receiving foreign guests.

    Said it was her dereliction of duty that hurt her.

    However, this request was directly rejected, but in order to appease Su Qing''s painting, Daqian King rewarded many treasures.

    After all, no matter how unbearable Su Qing''s painting is, it is also the Chen king of Shengyuan. Face should be given enough.

    Chen is the pivot of the star and the sky, and the emperor is also.

    Such a title is unusual.

    Some people say that Su Qingli, the queen of Shengyuan, can really bear it and allow the existence of King Chen.

    Jun Muqian doesn''t think so. If he can become the head of a country, he must be superior. Tolerance can achieve great things.

    According to Lou Xingxun''s request, she dressed up as a man, but her makeup changed again, which was different from that of the previous times. After all, she didn''t know which acquaintances saw her and couldn''t recognize it as the best.

    The banquet only starts in the evening, and in the morning, you have to take those holy yuan envoys around the palace.

    Jun Mu qian can probably understand that there is a reason why those sect disciples despise people in the secular world. They wander around every day. How can they have time to practice and strengthen themselves?

    However, this does not have a great impact on her. She can meditate while walking to improve her state of mind.

    There is also a mental skill in Taiyin Jue. This mental skill is not limited by cultivation, so she can start practicing now.

    Unlike the rest, she can''t practice at all.

    After all, her cultivation is too low now. She can''t even touch the threshold of flying into the illusory thousand, let alone go back to the past.

    This seat is really miserable.

    Jun Mu shook his head slightly, took back his thoughts, handed over several martial arts she had written silently in the past two days to Bai Li Changsheng and Shu Wei, and then went into the palace.

    **

    Lou Xingxun waited there early. He stood under a willow tree and looked sideways.

    When I saw the prince in purple coming towards Shi Shi ran here, my slightly frowned eyebrows stretched out.

    After a little smile, Yang said, "brother mu, I''ve been waiting for you for a long time."

    Listening to the sound of "brother Mu", Jun Mu shuddered. She suddenly regretted that she had promised the broken sleeve prince, which made her goose bumps.

    "Brother mu, why don''t you talk?" Lou Xingxun seemed not to see it and smiled on his lips, "because the palace hasn''t been able to go out to see you these days?"

    Jun mu qianfang wanted to speak. The next second, a voice first sounded in her mind.

    "Shh -"

    "Someone is watching."

    Voice in secret!

    A digression

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    Shaoqing: an ancient diplomatic official.