"What if I have a way to save your daughter?"

Ji Wuming had no expression on his face.

He has heard many people say this sentence, but none of them can be fulfilled.

Even though he admires Chen Mu very much, he will not blindly trust the other party. He promises that anyone will give or brag about it.

Chen Mu naturally understood Ji Wuming's mood, and signaled Heiling to add another cup of tea to the other party, and said lightly: "I will try it, but I want you to make a promise first. If I really cure your daughter's vein, will you be loyal to the Queen Mother?"

Heiling carried the newly brewed tea and placed it on the table next to Ji Wuming.

There was a wisp of heat coming from the mouth of the cup, steaming in the room, like blue smoke that passed away in an instant filled the eyes of the two people, adding a little silence.

After a long time, Ji Wuming looked at Heiling at the door.

Hei Ling hesitated for a moment, closed the thick iron door and left the room, leaving only the two of them talking.

"You are sure."

Ji Wuming's indifferent eyes, as if dusty, had a glimmer of expectations for the first time, staring at Chen Mu like a fierce blade.

Chen Mu said: "Fifty percent."

After all, he didn't know how to use venom to treat diseases, so he gave a conservative estimate.

"You're honest."

Ji Wuming smiled slightly, and the sharpness in his eyes dissipated.

He reached out and held the warm teacup and slowly spoke: "I will not be loyal to the Great Yan Dynasty, nor will I be loyal to Your Majesty or the Queen Mother."

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows: "Why? Do you think I'm lying to you?"

Ji Wuming leaned forward a little, and the iron chains on his body rustled, saying word by word: "If you can really save my daughter... I, Ji Wuming, will only be loyal to you."

...

After a stick of incense, Chen Mu came out of the Vermillion Bird Hall.

Holding an umbrella in hand.

Hei Ling found the umbrella because she was afraid that the man on the master would cause coldness, so that the master would not come back and say why she didn't feel sorry for her husband, or something.

Anyway, as a subordinate, I am so helpless.

Chen Mu walked slowly on the street, his thoughts were like drizzle in the soft wind, blowing around, floating around.

It can be seen that Ji Wuming has expectations for him.

This is a good thing, but also a bad thing.

As long as his daughter is cured, Ji Wuming's character will completely sacrifice his loyalty.

Once such a person is recovered, it is difficult to rebel.

But if he failed to save his daughter, then there would be no trust between him and Ji Wuming, and the other party would not cooperate.

By then, all plans will be reset.

"I hope God blesses me, and I hope that 'thing things outside' will give you some face."

Chen Mu murmured, "As long as you can collect this White Emperor's Holy Sword, it would be nice to have an errand runner when you go out in the future, or be a bodyguard."

Although there is a little scumbag girl named Yin Ming.

But this woman is always disobedient.

When you are in a good mood, you will follow you as a bodyguard. When you are in a bad mood, you will go to be an assassin or hook up with other women. You will get used to freedom.

But Chen Mu was not worried.

Because he believed that one day he would be able to sleep with this woman and be obedient.

"Young Master Chen, love tiger oil."

Turning around the street, Chen Mu was about to go back to take care of Meng Meifu, and a familiar voice drifted into his ears again, making him particularly gentle in the drizzle.

Inside the alley.

Miss Xia held an oil paper umbrella.

The pretty Ting stood up.

Today, she was wearing a pure white dress and a jade-white tassel belt tied around her slender waist, highlighting her extremely graceful figure to the fullest.

In the rain and fog, she is like a fragrant lilac with a bright and moving temperament.

The pair of tender feet was wrapped in beautiful green embroidered shoes.

Stepping in the shallow rain.

Chen Muqingjun unconsciously raised a smile on his face. He was about to come forward to say hello, but when he saw the situation in front of him, his heart suddenly moved.

His eyes lit up.

Emotions fluctuate with the environment. Only by grasping all available environments to cause emotions can you achieve half the result with twice the effort when picking up girls.

This is his consistent experience in his previous life.

So Chen Mu's eyes condensed with extreme tenderness...

He walked slowly over and read a modern poem that was not in line with the background of the times but was very consistent with the scene in his warm and magnetic voice:

"Holding an oil paper umbrella, alone

Wandering in the long, long and lonely rain alley

I hope I will meet a lilac

A girl with grievance

She has

Lilac-like color

The fragrance of lilac

…”

The Queen Mother doesn't like those slutty men who use poetry to deceive girls' hearts.

I think such a man is too superficial.

However, now, listening to the sentences that clearly don’t look like poems, but feeling inexplicably sad and moving, the beautiful eyes couldn’t help but overflow with curiosity and shining light.

Is this a poem? But it's too simple.

But it sounds very touching.

Coupled with the scene last night, she was in a mess and was unconsciously attracted by the man.

As for the chaos last night.

Let's talk about it in detail later.

The rain is like a poem, the umbrella is like a poem, the beauty is like a poem, and the man is like a poem...

This scene of coincidence and emotional rendering undoubtedly became the most memorable memory of the two in the future, as warm as a poem.

But the man passed by.

At that moment, Miss Xia, whose emotions were ignited, quickly turned around.

Then I saw the man looking at her with a gentle face: "Miss Xia, I love tiger oil."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled, deliberately teasing: "Mr. Chen is writing a poem? It's too vulgar. If those talented men hear it, they will definitely scold you to death."

For some reason, her heartbeat slightly faster at this moment.

It shouldn't be.

The scene I peeked at last night inexplicably appeared in my mind.

She was originally planning to leave when she saw half of her last night, but for some reason, she smelled a very strange fragrance and felt dizzy in her mind.

Then...

It's so embarrassing that that has never happened in my life.

In short, she returned to the bedroom last night and tossed and turned. She still couldn't fall asleep. She fell asleep in a daze, but the scenes in her dreams were still the same.

I dreamed of a big python staring at her fiercely.

"Let's go, I'll take you to have something to eat?"

Chen Mu threw away the umbrella in his hand.

Looking at the bamboo umbrella rolling on the ground, Miss Xia remembered the last time she was in the rain, so she also learned to throw away the umbrella, habitually putting the tender gums in the man's palm, with bright eyes and kind eyes: "Don't be tofu brain again."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Chen Mu asked.

Miss Xia smiled, bit her pink lips lightly, tilted her little head and thought for a while, and said crisply: "Whatever you want, as long as it tastes delicious."
Chapter completed!