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

Chapter 156 Returning to the Capital

When she goes back to the capital alive, the noble concubine must have a pretty face.

Mu Zhi gave her a cup of tea, "It must be very beautiful, and His Highness can watch it as a monkey."

These women in deep palaces have nothing to do all day long, so they have learned to intrigue.

Being an emperor is really tiring, with so many women scheming and scheming.

Nan Xi laughed out loud. She never thought that Mu Zhi's serious jokes would be so funny, "Mu Zhi, you like making me happy the most. I like it."

Mu Zhi's heart moved, he got up and sat next to her, holding her hand, "It's as long as His Highness likes it."

Nan Xi snuggled into his arms, "I like it."

It's not a general liking, but she really likes it.

The fire for making tea in the room was beating slightly, and the firelight reflected Mu Zhi's beautiful face, and the two handsome men and beautiful women snuggled up to each other were a match made in heaven.

Without the trouble from the two nuns, Nan Xi has been in a very comfortable mood these days.

During this period, she went to the textile factory and went back to Wujia Village. After explaining some things, it was the day to leave for Beijing.

Nan Xi was sitting in an inconspicuous carriage, but the inside was very luxurious.

Mu Zhi wore a mask that belonged exclusively to the hidden guards of Xuanye Pavilion, and rode beside him on horseback.

Han Zhen also drove alongside him.

"Boss Mu, will you stay by His Highness's side when you go back to Shangjing this time?" Han Zhen's words were unclear.

The leader of Xuanye Pavilion rarely appeared in front of people, and even if he did, no one knew him.

Up and down the Xuanye Pavilion, regardless of whether men or women are wearing special masks, no one has seen what these people look like.

The only thing that can identify them is the jade badge on their waists. The identity of the leader of Xuanye Pavilion is the easiest to recognize, because the clothes he wears and the feather crown he wears show his noble status.

The people in Xuanye Pavilion only don't wear masks when they are here with Nanxi, and they will wear masks once they go out.

The pupils under the wooden mask squinted, looking forward, "General Han, just say something."

Han Zhen's face froze instantly, the leader of Xuanye Pavilion could freeze to death if he spoke.

"The humble position thinks that if there is a leader to protect His Highness, perhaps His Highness's life can be saved. The humble position was once entrusted by an old man to take care of His Highness. Over the years, the humble position has also sent people to look for His Highness, but nothing was found. Now that His Highness returns to the palace, the humble position is afraid of those Ghosts and snakes are plotting again." Han Zhen answered truthfully.

He is a general, he can't get in touch with His Highness on the surface, but secretly he can save His Highness's life.

Mu Zhi's voice was faint, "Are you betraying the emperor?"

"No! It's not just the emperor who is loyal to the humble position, but Qingliguo." Han Zhen's words are very clear.

He will not agree to anyone who is unfavorable to Qing Liguo, including the emperor.

"You are honest, you don't have to worry about His Highness's safety, you just need to continue to be your great general." What Mu Zhi said was also ambiguous.

Han Zhen heard the promise in the words.

But I was wondering in my heart that the leader of Xuanye Pavilion had never favored anyone, but now he took extra care of His Highness.

Then he figured it out, His Highness owns the Chaos Gourd, and he is the master Xuanye Pavilion wants to be loyal to.

I really don't know if His Highness who owns the chaotic gourd can live for a long time after returning.

After all, the person in the high position is determined to win this gourd.

Nan Xi was sitting in the carriage reading a book, Hong Lian was making tea at the side, and Qing Lian was sitting outside the carriage and driving the carriage.

Hearing the conversation between the two people outside, a cold light flashed across his eyes, it was not so easy for those people to want her life.

"Honglian, do you know why everyone wants this gourd?" Nan Xi held the gourd in his hand and looked at it.

She bought this gourd from a street stall in her previous life. After arriving in this world, the two gourds were combined into one, and it became the current appearance of a gourd with two gossip patterns.

Her so-called father has also been coveting this gourd.

Honglian poured a cup of tea, "Your Highness, this gourd is not a secret in Xuanye Pavilion and the royal family. It is said that this gourd has the secret of longevity, and only its owner knows it. The emperor also wants to know this secret before he can get it." Chaos gourd, unfortunately, no one can touch the chaotic gourd that recognizes the owner."

Nan Xi held the small gourd and looked at it. The original silver gourd now had gold threads on it, like the tail of a phoenix, very beautiful.

"Longevity? How can there be immortality in this world? Are these people crazy about immortality? Where is there anyone who can live forever?" Nan Xi sneered.

She hasn't researched this gourd until now, and she always feels that what she takes depends on her power of thought. The stronger the power of thought, the more things she brings, and the more in line with her wishes.

In the past few days, she wanted to use the gourd to get the medicinal materials in the formula, but she couldn't get anything out, because her mind power was too low.

"Your Highness, don't worry about what those people say, the gourd is His Highness's on His Highness's body, and no one can take it away." Honglian said.

Now everyone in Xuanye Pavilion is rejoicing that His Highness got this gourd. If someone else got this gourd, they might not be willing to follow that person.

Everyone in Xuanye Pavilion, with the support of Nanxi's elixir and her modified exercises, now everyone respects Nanxi very much.

"That's right. Others can't take it away, but they will find a way to kill me. In the future, I will have to deal with those assassins." Nan Xi sighed, his eyes were full of indifference.

Hong Lian said disdainfully: "Your Highness, you don't have to worry about these things, there is a leader guarding you, so you are not afraid of any danger."

The kung fu of Mu Zhi, the leader of Xuanye Pavilion, is unfathomable. No one knows what level the leader has reached.

Nan Xi smiled lightly, thinking of Mu Zhi made her feel relieved, "Well, I feel relieved with him here."

The carriage swayed out of Liuting Town and headed northwest.

Mo Zijun stood on a nearby hill, his black hair fluttering, and his black feather crown swaying with the breeze. The carriage passed by the foot of the mountain, and his gaze followed the carriage.

The carriage gradually drifted away, and only looked away when it was out of sight.

"She left and went to that dangerous place, so we should leave too." At this moment, Mo Zijun's voice seemed to be hurt, hoarse and unpleasant, no longer the cold and magnetic voice before.

Every time Zhuyue heard the voice of the master's sand, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the master. For the sake of Miss Nanxi, the master did not hesitate to destroy his own voice and let the Bai family divorce.

"Master, you'd better find Miss Nanxi to cure your throat." Zhuyue said a little bit unbearably.

Mo Zijun shook his head, his voice hoarse, "I still want to help her complete her great cause. I can't destroy my martial arts, and I can't cut off my limbs. I can keep silent, but I have to protect her."

If his voice is broken and he can't speak, the Ximen family will not let him be the young master, and there is no need for him to marry a girl from the Bai family.

A person with a disability cannot take over the position of the young master.

The only thing he can do now is to return to Shangjing to seek justice for himself, and then silently guard her.

"But the Ximen family still wants you to go back and be the young master." Zhuyue said.

The master's voice has become what it is now, and the Ximen family still has not given up their plan to let him go back to be the young master. This time the master may have to go back to the Ximen family.

(End of this chapter)