After the gourds became refined, farming made a fortune and exploded in another world

Chapter 142 Seduce Her

Nan Xi was stunned for a while, trying to maintain calm and calm on the surface.

All the points of this wood have grown on her aesthetics, and every pore seems to be tempting her to commit a crime.

"This is what you said, you are not allowed to leave me in the future, otherwise, you won't want to try my methods." Nan Xi smiled softly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

This is how she is, since she loves her, she won't let her go easily, and she won't allow him to betray her easily.

Her mother's lesson from the past is still vivid, and she doesn't want to follow her mother's old path.

She is also sometimes taken aback by her many extreme thoughts, especially on Kinoko. This extreme possessiveness makes her feel scared.

She didn't know when she became like this.

I don't know if Muzhi can bear her possessiveness?
Muzhi held her hand, and his laughter was deep and sweet, "I don't know how His Highness will play tricks on me? I am looking forward to it."

Nan Xi raised his eyebrows.

"Your Highness, no matter how you want to deal with Humble, Humble will never resist." Muzhi held her hand and kissed her on his lips, his eyes were as deep as a well, and his feelings arose secretly, "Your Highness, Humble will never Leave you, so don't worry, Your Highness."

Sensing his danger, Nan Xi broke free from his arms, blushing, "You are getting more and more presumptuous."

After taking a sip of tea to restore her mood, what should she do if she can't hold back this charming little fairy?
Looking at the back of her round head, Muzhi couldn't help but curl his mouth, wrapping his arms around her slender waist from the back, his cold breath passing by her ears, "Your Highness, I'm very happy to be humble."

The faint, cold fragrance rippling on the tip of her nose, this is the breath that belongs to wood alone, it made her earlobes bleed red.

"What are you happy about?" Nan Xi was puzzled.

Mu Zhi gently wrapped her in his arms, "What makes me happy is that His Highness is possessive of me, and I am also happy that His Highness can flirt with me."

He never expected the two to get along like this.

The uneasy feeling of finding His Highness disappeared at this moment.

His Highness is willing to show possessiveness towards her, which means that His Highness also has him in his heart.

Nan Xi snuggled into his arms and smiled, "You are so childish."

"Yes! A humble job is very naive." Mu Zhi admitted.

Perhaps only two people who truly love each other can have such childish behavior and dialogue.

Mu Zhi raised Nan Xi's chin, looked at her ruddy lips, his Adam's apple couldn't stop rolling, and couldn't help it when he was deeply in love, "Xi'er, my Xi'er."

Pressed down by the black shadow, Nan Xi was robbed of all his breath in an instant, and his lips and teeth were all sweet.

Nan Xi fell asleep in Mu Zhi's arms again, and Mu Zhi put down the book in his hand, picked him up and put him on the bed.

Mu Zhi kissed lightly on the corner of her lips, and put the Fire Lingzhu beside her pillow to keep her warm, and then left the room.

Wu Changheng had just finished dealing with the family affairs and returned to the warehouse when he saw a tall black figure in his room.

Kizhi stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his tall and slender back carrying an unparalleled sense of oppression.

"You're back?" Mu Zhi turned around, his cold and handsome face was covered with frost.

Mu Zhi has always been dressed in black clothes with silver borders and dark lines, with long soft hair reaching his waist, tied up by a high feather crown, and a black streamer hanging down softly behind him.

The gold-encrusted black feather crown swayed gracefully as he turned around, like Shura in the dark night.

The black feather crown is something that only Qingli kings, princes, and princes can wear, or only those who have reached a certain level are eligible to wear it.

Then there is the white feather crown, which can only be worn by dignitaries.

Ordinary men also wear hair crowns, but they cannot be feather hair crowns.

The pure black and white feather crown is made of the feathers of Qingli bird, which is a symbol of power in Qingli country.

The male of Qingli Bird is black and the female is white. It is an extremely rare and rare spiritual bird, and its feathers are even more precious.

Wu Changheng's heart skipped a beat. This man had been wearing a tall black feather crown, and he had ignored it.

This person is said to be Xixi's guard, but this aura of looking down on the world is not as simple as a guard.

The black feather crown he wears alone proves his identity.

If he is Xixi's guard, then what is Xixi's identity?
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Wu Changheng's back, and he didn't dare to think about it.

"I don't know why Guard Mu is looking for me?" Wu Changheng went to the table and poured two glasses of water.

Muzhi glanced at him indifferently, "Since you promised to help her, you should take care of your own affairs. I don't want to see her continue to worry about you."

Kinoko left without saying a word.

If he still can't handle that woman well, he doesn't mind killing those people with his own hands.

Wu Changheng squinted his eyes. Fortunately, his mother knew how to repent and was staying at home, otherwise, this man would definitely not make his mother feel better.

As for Zhao Guiying?Wu Changheng squinted his eyes, she shouldn't live long, right?
Muzhi arrived in his room, looked at the report of his subordinates, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc.

How dare that woman plot against His Highness?Then there is no need to live!
"Clean up the people." Muzhi said coldly.

"Yes!" One person left from the darkness.

It snowed for two consecutive days, and the heavy snow finally stopped this day.

Nan Xi planned to visit the weaving factory.

The horse made a rattling sound as it walked in the snow, surrounded by thick snow that submerged to the knees, and the icy cold wind hit the two of them, and Nan Xi couldn't help shivering.

Mu Zhi wrapped his thick cloak around Nan Xi, "Your Highness, is it cold?"

"It's not cold with you." Nan Xi nestled in Muzhi's arms, wrapped by his broad chest, enjoying the rare sunny day.

The two rode on the same horse, cuddling each other like a couple of gods and gods.

"Muzhi, it's a good thing you had someone clear a path, otherwise we wouldn't be able to go on horseback." Nan Xi smiled brightly, and his pupils seemed to be inlaid with bright diamonds.

Mu Zhi wrapped her tightly again, "His Royal Highness has long said that he will go to the textile factory, and the humble officer has already ordered them to clear the snow."

"It's better for you to be careful." Nan Xi simply nestled in his arms and let him lead her on the road on horseback.

Muzhi smiled lowly, his chest trembled, and the feeling of being depended on by His Highness almost melted his heart.

The clacking of the horse's hooves was exceptionally clear in the open snowy field, and the echoes burst out. The broad shoulders and hard chest of the man behind him gave her a sense of solidity and peace of mind.

"Your Highness, when the snow melts in the coming year, I will take His Highness to ride a horse together and have a good look at the beautiful scenery." Mu Zhi's deep voice rang in his ears.

Nan Xi nodded, "Okay."

She also wanted to look around.

The two rode quickly, and arrived at the weaving factory in half an hour.

The weaving factory itself is located to the west of Wujia Village, north of Liuting Town, not far from Nanxi.

When the two arrived at the textile factory, they saw a group of people sweeping snow.

Since it began to snow, snow removal is a must every day.

"There are really a lot more people in the factory." Nan Xi nestled in Mu Zhi's arms, only showing a small head to watch.

(End of this chapter)