Listening to the words of the person in front of him, Mu Yuan clenched his fists tightly. After a moment, he loosened his hands again and said, "Eleventh brother, the marriage was granted by my father, and I didn't know about it before."

"Save these nonsense of yours to deceive others, Mu Yuan, I am here today to tell you that no matter what, I will not let Qingqing marry a cripple like you!"

Mu Qing said coldly, not wanting to talk any more nonsense, and turned to leave.

"I am indeed disabled, what about the eleventh brother?"

From behind, Mu Yuan spoke with a calm expression, "If you can't even protect the woman you like, is the eleventh brother worse than a cripple?"

"You are looking for death!"

Outside the backyard, Mu Qing, who was about to leave, turned around and passed by with an angry look on his face when he heard this, and was in front of Mu Yuan in an instant.

"boom!"

The angry punch was as powerful as a stormy wave. However, at this moment, an older figure appeared in front of the eldest prince, blocking the eleventh prince's attack with one hand.

"It's you old dog again!"

Mu Qing looked at the old eunuch standing in front of him, with a chill on his face, and said.

"Your Highness Eleven, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Jie opened his mouth and said calmly, "It is already a serious crime to break into His Highness's palace without permission. Now, will His Highness Eleven still want to do something in the palace?"

"No need to put such a big label on me."

Mu Qing stopped his hand and said coldly, "I just miss my brother so much that I lost some etiquette. As for taking action in the mansion? It's even more nonsense. The discussion between brothers is normal. I remember, the eldest brother

I still have some foundation in martial arts."

"Zhao Jie, step back."

Behind him, Mu Yuan looked at Old Eleven who had not completely lost his mind and said.

"yes!"

Zhao Jie respectfully accepted the order and immediately retreated behind the wheelchair.

"Brother Eleven."

Mu Yuan tugged on the golden fur on his legs and said, "If you have any dissatisfaction regarding Princess Qingqing, you can go to your father. If your father changes his mind, I will never stop you."

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Mu Qing snorted coldly, then turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Before walking out of the courtyard, Mu Qing stopped and said coldly, "Mu Yuan, I underestimated you before!"

After saying that, Mu Qing walked away without saying another word.

In the backyard, Mu Yuan looked at the former's leaving figure, a little chill flashing in the depths of his calm eyes.

This Mu Qing, after so many years of training, is no longer the old Eleven who only acted impulsively.

I hope that he will really go to his father to discuss it, so that the scene can be more exciting.

In front of the eldest prince's mansion, Mu Qing walked out, looked at the nine iron guards waiting in front, and said calmly, "You go back first."

"Your Highness, won't we go back together?" an iron guard asked, puzzled.

"I'll take a walk by myself."

Mu Qing said something and walked towards the street ahead.

The nine iron guards looked at each other, did not disobey the order, mounted their horses and left.

The night in the capital has become a bit chilly with the arrival of late autumn.

Mu Qing walked under this cold night, feeling indescribably irritable in her heart.

He didn't understand why his father wanted to marry Qingqing to his eldest brother.

Doesn't his father know that he and Qingqing grew up together and were childhood sweethearts?

In other words, my father knew it, but he did it on purpose.

Thinking of this, Mu Qing felt that the night was getting colder and colder.

"General, do you want to come in for a drink?"

In front of the Xiang River, a bustling pavilion stood. A beautiful woman in thin clothes stood in the wind, with her fair skin exposed, shivering a little from the cold. She looked at the general in front of her and asked expectantly.

Seeing this, Mu Qing raised her head and glanced at the pavilion in front of her, a strange color flashing in her eyes.

Shihuayuan, the place of fireworks?

After thinking about it, Mu Qing nodded and said calmly, "That's fine."

Hearing this, the woman's face showed a hint of joy, and she immediately stepped forward, held the former's arm, and walked towards the garden.

In the Shihua Garden, after Mu Qing walked in, many people looked over.

Perhaps because he had not returned to the capital for a long time, no one in the Changhua Garden recognized his identity.

Except one person.

Bai Wangyu!

As a great disciple of the Confucian sect, Bai Wangyu's status was different from ordinary people, and he had met the eleventh prince of the great merchant more than once.

Therefore, Bai Wangyu recognized Mu Qing's identity at first glance.

"Brother Li, His Highness Eleven is here."

After Bai Wangyu came to his senses, he reminded him in a low voice.

When Li Ziye heard this, his expression was startled, and he followed Little Red Riding Hood's gaze. When he saw the figure of the eleventh prince, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

What a coincidence!
Chapter completed!