Unexpectedly, the voice just fell, Mu Kui sobbed even louder, and the cry was gradually mixed in.

Xie Zhiwei thought, "I'm excited, right? don't know how many spare robes there are, enough for him to cry a few times."

Mu Ji's whole body was twitching slightly, he hugged Xie Zhiwei tightly, his palms cold.

When Xie Zhiwei found out that something was wrong and turned over his face to check, he half-closed his eyes, his face was full of tears, and his mind was a little unclear.

"what happened?"

Xie Zhiwei grabbed his wrist and found that his pulse was very messy, it seemed that many spiritual forces were fighting, and two of them were the strongest. Mu Chi's heart and blood kept surging, making his chest and forehead incredibly hot, while his limbs were terribly cold.

Or is it because the combination of black lotus and white lotus does not fuse well with red lotus?

Xie Zhiwei couldn't care about anything else, and quickly put his hand on his back, "Cheer up!"

Mu Qian opened his eyes with all his might, and his eyes were confused. He raised his hand slightly and grabbed it in the air: "Master... Don't..."

"Xingxing, I'll listen to you, don't move." Xie Zhiwei wanted to slap his hand down, but Mu Qian was unmoved.

He straightened up and half sat up swayingly, as if a shadow was floating in the air. He said to the empty beam: "What is true and what is false... Master, tell your disciple..."

Xie Zhiwei gritted his teeth and said, "What's on the beam, look at me and talk well."

Perhaps this sentence had an effect, Mu Hao lowered his head, and his eyes fell lightly on Xie Zhiwei's face, as if he was looking at the air.

Soon he looked at the beam again, and was about to stand up from the ground. Xie Zhiwei was sending spiritual power to help him balance, so he hurriedly dragged him: "Sit down for me!"

But Mu Hao didn't listen at all, struggling under his pull, Xie Zhiwei was almost impatient, and said angrily, "Apprentice is obedient!"

Mu Hao was shocked, but he was obedient and didn't move.

Really addicted to being an apprentice!

Xie Zhiwei sighed and grabbed him again: "Sit back and heal your wounds for the teacher."

Mu Hao tried his best to close his eyes. Although his mind was still confused, he couldn't tell the difference between the real and the real, but he still followed the source of the voice and sat down again.

Xie Zhiwei moved forward, trying to get closer, but suddenly came across something.

He looked down and saw it was a jade box, very familiar. It seems that it fell out of Mu Qi's sleeve when he was just pulling and pulling.

Xie Zhiwei remembered that this was the box he had seen under the pillow in the other courtyard earlier. It seemed that Mu Qi was basically taking it wherever he went.

What's so precious in it?

Xie Zhiwei's curiosity came up, he continued to deliver spiritual power to Mu Qian with one hand, freed up one hand to bring the box over, looked up and down for a long time, and found a hidden button at the bottom.

He pressed it down quickly, and the box opened.

The top and bottom of the box are covered with extremely soft flannel, and in the center is a slightly curved yellow strip.

At first glance, Xie Zhiwei thought it was a gold thread for braiding bracelets.

On closer inspection it is not.

Xie Zhiwei looked at the box for a long time, and finally recognized what it was.

Then he was slammed into his heart.

It was a dry wicker with scattered leaves.

He knows.

Chapter 89

At that time, in order to make it easier for him to know where the male protagonist is anytime and anywhere, he deliberately poured spiritual power into the wicker and tied it to the male protagonist's wrist.

Later, when he died, the spiritual power dissipated, the wicker lost its maintenance, and naturally dried up and turned yellow.

Looking back on the past four years, Mu Qi has changed a lot, and he has done a lot of things on the way to his growth. But there were very few things that Mu Qian touched about Xie Zhiwei. There were only two things in total—one, killing the Bai family father and son and Chi Yan to take revenge;

The rest is almost the same as four years ago.

When the city was built, people went to the house to be empty, and most of them still maintained the way they were in the past.

Mu Qian's hand would be broken if it was broken. If Xie Zhiwei hadn't picked it up for him out of curiosity, he wouldn't know when it would be broken.

Not to mention the wicker, the few leaves in those days are still the same now.

He thought, keeping things the same, everything was still four years ago?

Obsessive, sensitive, and extremely insecure, these attributes are basically irrelevant to the male protagonist of the stallion style.

...I didn't know and thought that the male protagonist of the educational film got the wrong script.

Xie Zhiwei was powerless to complain.

A little warmth fell on the back of his hand, and he looked down to see that it was a drop of water, and a little bit of wet wicker. He looked up and found that Mu Qi's eyes were red and swollen, and his eyelashes were full of tears, all the way down his cheeks to his chin, dripping down.

Xie Zhiwei sighed and patted his head, "Cry, cry, as long as it makes you feel better, I don't care about you for the teacher."

Mu Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and two tears instantly dripped from his cheeks.

The spiritual power was continuously delivered to the past. Although it was only a temporary solution to the mutually exclusive forces in Mu Qi's body, his body temperature was balanced. The forehead is not so hot, the palm is not so cold, and more importantly, others are quiet and stop talking nonsense.

He seemed to be having a long-lost good dream, and the eyebrows that were always slightly frowned were flattened at this time.

Xie Zhiwei remembered that night many years ago, he covered the quilt for Mu Qian through the window lattice. At that time, Mu Qian was carefree and could fall asleep holding the scroll.

In an instant, he became such a worried adult.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside: "Prince, Xie Zhenren."

Xie Zhiwei heard that it was the little girl's voice, and asked, "It's so late, what's the matter?"

"Report to the prince and Xie Zhenren, someone broke in."

Xie Zhiwei was using his spiritual power to calm Mu Qi, but he couldn't sense anything. But was very puzzled in heart, how could Mu Qian's barrier be said to be able to break through?

"Where is this person?"

The little maid's voice trembled: "Just, right next to the slave."

Xie Zhiwei stood up immediately, Mu Kui swayed and fell into his arms. He picked it up in a hurry, and then heard another voice: "Sir, the girl has something to ask for, can we meet?"

Xie Zhiwei was taken aback: Tantai Dream? It's a bit interesting, she has a golden lotus, no wonder she can come in?

Did she run here alone?

The little maid stood outside the door and pressed her teeth with her teeth, pressing a slender finger on the dead point on her neck. She raised her head and looked at Tantai Meng sadly: "Sister, I have done everything I should do, please let me go."

Tantai Meng said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I will not harm you, I will let you go when you see someone."

His tone was so kind, but his hands were not small at all, and he seemed to break the opponent's neck at any time.

The little girl's hair stood on end, tears welling in her eyes.

At this moment, the door was opened from the inside with a small slit, and Xie Zhiwei appeared there, showing half of his figure.

When the little girl saw it, she immediately called out, "Thank you..."

"Shh—" Xie Zhiwei said, "Don't disturb other people with such trivial matters."

The little girl is about to cry, this is going to kill you, or is it a "trivial matter"?

Tantai Meng glanced at Xie Zhiwei warily, and then his eyes drifted through the door behind him: "Listen to her, you are a very important person for the prince, and the prince is really inside?" After Xie Zhiwei nodded, she pulled the little maid closer. For a while, the little maid shivered and shed two tears.

"For the prince, it's really a small matter. But if it doesn't get resolved, I don't mind making it bigger."

Xie Zhiwei sank his face: "It's not wrong for you to be happy with the prince, but it's not proper to make such a fuss."