Shuang Muzi has been recuperating in the hanghouse of the sea of ​​flowers for more than half a month, but she is just staring blankly at the sea of ​​flowers every day, lying on the soft couch to sleep; she has no expression or words.

"Muzi, it's time to take medicine." Dark Soul came over with the dark medicine juice.

Shuang Muzi leaned against the soft couch, her expression dull and her mind was silent, and the blankness made her not know where to think.

Dark Soul puts the medicine bowl next to the soft couch, and it is like this every day. When the medicine is placed, Frost Muzi will take it, but he never says a word.

"I want to go back." Shuang Muzi suddenly spoke happily.

"If you want to go back, we will go back tomorrow." Dark Soul wanted to go out, but he saw Shuang Muzi for more than ten days and spoke for the first time. After these days of care, Shuang Muzi's body gradually improved, and it would be better to go back to Yanyulou.

"Is it him?" Shuang Muzi had no imaginary expression, just a trance.

"What?" Dark Soul Uncleared Shuang Muzi pointed out.

"Child." Shuangmuzi means something.

"Although Mr. Song's palm is a little heavier,..." Dark Soul thought that Shuang Muzi had always mistakenly thought that he had slipped into a fetus, which was pointed by Song Jingran's palm; Song Jingran's palm moved the fetal aura, but after his own conditioning, it had improved, but how could it be so suddenly? Dark Soul was still unclear.

Shuang Muzi closed her eyes slightly, biting her teeth tightly, and made an expression that she didn't want to listen anymore. Since her, the slip of the fetus was related to Song Jingran's palm;

Seeing Shuang Muzi like this, Dark Soul also retreated consciously. A black shadow flashed outside the building, and Song Jingran stood outside the building with his hands behind his back.

"Subordinates meet the young master." Dark Soul stepped forward and bowed to signal that she didn't know how to treat Song Jingran about Shuang Muzi's experience. Putting aside their relationship with the master, she did hate him for Shuang Muzi, but she could not do anything for them.

"How is it?" Song Jingran kept silent as usual.

Dark Soul said with a serious look on his face, "Miss Frost is going back to Yanyu Tower."

"It's good to go back. The army has been in fluctuations recently. I may be busy for a while. I will send An Po here at any time." Song Jingran sighed in his heart. He rarely gave such detailed instructions.

Dark Soul nodded and said, "I understand."

"Take good care of her." No matter which aspect, Song Jingran still cares, Shuangmuzi or Lin Xuaner.

Dark Soul glanced at him meaningfully and replied lightly, "Yes."

Song Jingran occasionally came here, but only looked outside the building. He didn't know how to face it. What he questioned was why Shuang Muzi had a slippery fetus. What he blamed himself was that he shouldn't let Shuang Muzi suffer; what he felt heartbroken was that the child was gone; in the dark room of Lihua Pavilion, Gao Jin was sitting at the table, and Song Jingran was holding his hands aside.

Song Jingran said coldly, "The King of Beiliang is already terminally ill. I think it will not last long."

"I know that although our troops are strong, we are afraid that we still lack more than the army of the King of Northern Liang." Gao Jin sighed with a melancholy look on his face.

"After all, our military training grounds are limited, and we can no longer advance in the mountains of Lihuagang. If we can't find the grounds, our army can only expand here." Song Jingran has been shattering recently to find a hidden ground;

Gao Jin said solemnly, "I will try my best to find a way."

Song Jingran also nodded with a serious face, and their plan was to regain his own country. Gao Jin has always been a playboy, and in the eyes of outstanding others, which also concealed his true ambitions.

The role that Song Jingran concealed was to use a businessman to please a prince in every way to facilitate business operations; but he never socializes with other officials, which also avoids others' suspicion; Yan Yongan has a wider relationship, and what everyone knows is that he only uses money to do things, and no one doubts.

"By the way, have you seen Xuan'er recently?" Gao Jin has been busy with military affairs and seems to have not seen Shuang Muzi for a long time.

"I heard that I'm not in good health and I'm resting all the time." Song Jingran lowered his eyes, as if he was hiding his dodging eyes. He didn't want Gao Jin to know about the matter between them. He just wanted to deal with it himself, but he didn't have the courage to explain it.

"Please take care of her more, no matter what, she is the only one left of the Lin family." Gao Jin never forgot guilt about the Lin family.

"Don't worry, there is a dark soul here." Song Jingran's expression was a little sad.

Gao Jin outlined the corners of his mouth and nodded. The two of them chatted for a while, and then they hurriedly parted.

Shuang Muzi returned to Yanyu Building and went straight into the East Courtyard. Dark Soul helped Shuang Muzi pack her clothes. She suddenly grabbed a hard object in her hand and picked it up to see an exquisite treasure. A faint fragrance penetrated her nose, but it also had a strange smell.

Shuang Muzi leaned against the soft couch and saw that the dark soul had been trampling on the secret cage, and seemed to be a little strange, so she asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"Muzi, you have always carried this treasure bag?" Dark Soul also looked at Shuang Muzi curiously.

"Is there any problem?" Shuang Muzi even more unclear about the dark soul.

"Oh, this fragrance is unique, it's better to have less." Dark Soul used a smile to hide his dodging eyes. She originally wanted to cover it up, but she was really not suitable to lie.

"Is there a problem with the secret bag?" Shuang Muzi had been with Dark Soul for a while, but how could he not see the hidden secret of Dark Soul?

Dark Soul hesitated for a moment. She thought that she had the right to know about Shuang Muzi, so she walked to Shuang Muzi again, gently opened the brocade bag, and took out a bag of sachets. She saw that the outer layer of the sachet was sprinkled with a layer of white powder.

Dark Soul placed the sachet under his nose and smelled it. He looked at Shuang Muzi with a serious face, "It was mixed with a little musk powder."

Shuang Muzi looked at Dark Soul in surprise. Her jade hand was tightly clasped on the palm of her hand, and Yu Zixia's beautiful smiling face appeared in front of her. Did she know that she was pregnant or deliberately wanted to damage her body?

"This secret bag..." Dark Soul could also guess where this secret bag came from, but for sure, she still listened to Shuang Muzi's answer.

"Please keep it first." Shuang Muzi didn't intend to tell Dark Soul that the secret bag was from Yu Zixia's hands. She wanted to explore it herself, what was Yu Zixia's intention?
Chapter completed!