Han Mo's sudden attack was shocking. Even if Mu Xin guessed everything, he would never guess that Han Mo actually came to the East Flower Hall to do something to him. This was almost equivalent to something that a madman did.

But he was a spy agent who had been strictly trained after all, and he was one of the best. Although Han Mo was surprised, at this critical moment, he still made a dodge move. With his feet and his feet were exerting force, the chair under his butt slid backwards as if he was alive.

Han Mo followed him like a shadow, and seemed to have expected Mu Xin to hide behind, so his body followed closely.

Mu Xin gritted his teeth and had a mechanism on his chair. His hand had been pressed on it. With a gentle force, he would guarantee that he could shoot at least ten poison darts from the chair. Even if the young man in front of him had the ability to fly and escape, at least half of the poison darts could be shot into his body, and his throat was sealed with blood.

From a certain perspective, Han Mo's move this time was really a bit risky.

"I am Han Mo!" In the flash of lightning, Han Mo seemed to think that Mu Xin would use some strange techniques, so he shouted loudly. When Mu Xin heard this loud shout, his finger that was about to press stopped immediately.

Because in his mind, he seemed to have heard the name "Han Mo".

Just at this pause, with a "click", the little horse stool in Han Mo's hand had already hit Mu Xin's head heavily. Mu Xin had obviously not practiced the iron-headed skill, and the blood was immediately smashed to the wine and food on the table, and the little horse stool in Han Mo's hand was also shattered.

After Han Mo hit, he did not stop and slammed Mu Xin's left face hard. His strength was extraordinary. This punch deformed Mu Xin's face.

With two teeth, blood splattered out of Mu Xin's mouth.

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At this time, Han Mo heard a "swish" sound in his ear, and a strong wind came from behind him. He didn't have to look back and knew that someone had used a hidden weapon on him. He grabbed the dish plate on the table, threw it out with his hand, and heard the sound of impact and shattering. It was the hidden weapon and the dish plate colliding.

He heard Nie Yun shout again: "Don't do it, don't do it!"

Han Mo stood still and looked at Mu Xin who was in a mess. It seemed that this action had vented his depression. He showed a gentle smile on his face. He smiled gracefully at Mu Xin, who was covered in blood, and said softly: "I am Han Mo, the director of the West Flower Hall. I took too much action. Please forgive me!"

He turned around and saw several magpies wearing secret guards rushing into the room, each looking at him with a cold look, until he heard that he had reported to leave the house, the people looked at each other.

Nie Yun had already rushed over, knelt down on one knee at Mu Xin, and said in fear: "Reply... to the head, this... this is the director of the West Flower Hall!"

"Director Nie, didn't I ask you to ask Lord Han to wait in the side hall?" Although he was covered in blood, when Mu Xin learned of Han Mo's true identity, his extremely angry face calmed down and seemed very calm. He wiped the blood from his face with his sleeves, and walked to Han Mo, clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness has seen you, and you have taken the liberty to violate your majesty. I hope you will forgive me!"

Han Mo looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were deep and his nose was like an eagle hook. He looked full of sinister. When he saw him, he could instantly suppress his anger in his heart. This shows that this man was a very cunning guy.

...

"I have blood on my hands, so I need to wash it!" Han Mo looked at Mu Xin and smiled and said, "Can you get someone to get a basin of clean water for me to wash my hands? By the way, Chief Mu, please send someone to report to your director, and he said that Han Mo had something to see. I have been waiting for a whole morning, and my body really couldn't hold on and could not wait any longer!"

Mu Xin lowered his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent. When he looked up, his face looked humble again, and he said to Nie Yun: "Director Han's words, haven't you heard them, so you still haven't fetched water?"

Nie Yun retreated in panic. When he retreated, he waved his hand, and the secret guards also retreated.

There was only Han Mo and Mu Xin left in the room, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

"Master Mu has been busy all morning. Han Mo took the liberty to disturb him. You won't blame me, right?" Han Mo looked at Mu Xin and asked lightly.

Mu Xin said calmly: "I dare not do it for a humble position!"

Although his face was calm, his heart was full of murderous intent.

Although he is not a child of aristocratic family or aristocrat, as a head of the East Flower Hall, he is almost the second-in-command of the East Flower Hall. Such a person, even those nobles of aristocrats who have been in office for many years, dare not offend him easily. However, he never expected that today he was beaten by a young young nobleman. How could he swallow this tone?

But he stayed in Yanjing for many years and knew very well that he was extremely dissatisfied with Han Mo, but he could not fight Han Mo on the surface.

After all, Han Mo is a child of a noble family and is the director of the West Flower Hall granted by the emperor. In terms of official positions, the directors of the two flower halls have the same status. He is the head of the official position, but he is slightly inferior in his official position.

Mu Xin was able to work in the West Flower Hall by patience, and he did not lose this advantage. Another advantage of him was that he could turn many things that could not be done in the open to the dark, and he could not know it.

"Director Han should know that our Donghua Hall Director is Princess Xiu." Mu Xin tried his best to make himself look honest: "Princess Xiu lives in the palace. Although she comes from time to time, she sometimes comes once every three or five days, and sometimes she won't come for ten or half a month. So I asked Director Han to have tea in the side hall, just waiting for Princess Xiu to come and report to the Lord!"

"Oh!" Han Mo said: "In this way, isn't this a mistake for Master Mu? I had thought Master Mu was deliberately trying to give Han Mo a warning, which was a test of my patience!"

Mu Xin still looked calm: "I dare not be humble!"

Nie Yun came in with a basin of water, placed it respectfully aside, and brought clean towels.

Han Mo washed the blood on his hands without hesitation, wiped his hands, and said warmly: "Master Mu, Han Mo is coming again in the future. Don't let me wait any longer. Actually, you don't know that what I hate the most is waiting..."

Mu Xin's eyes twitched and could only say, "I am guilty of humble duties!"

At this moment, someone outside the door said respectfully: "Report to the head, the director is waiting in the back garden and orders Director Han to visit him!"

Han Mo laughed and said, "It seems that my official's luck is really good!" Without saying much, he threw down the towel in his hand and went out. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around and shouted, "Secretary Nie, come out!"

Nie Yun was stunned, but just now, Han Mo's power had already made him feel a lot of fear in his heart, so he hurried out.

Han Mo stretched out his hand and said lightly: "Give it!"

Nie Yun was stunned and didn't understand what he was saying.

"Silver notes!" Han Mo said directly. He asked this guy to bring him to Mu Xin just now and took a hundred taels. That was not a small amount. For Han Mo, who has always been frugal, Nie Yun is not worth so much money.

Nie Yun was stunned at first, then he was extremely embarrassed. He quietly stuffed the silver notes into Han Mo's hand and whispered: "I'm... I deserve to die!"

Han Mo laughed and followed the person who reported the news out of the yard.

Mu Xin walked up from behind. He didn't see what Han Mo and Nie Yun were doing. He asked with a sinister face: "What did he say?"

Nie Yun was a little panicked and said calmly: "He...he asked Bei Zhi to feed his horses!"

Mu Xin snorted coldly, stared at Nie Yun, and said lightly: "Really?"

"I don't dare to deceive the lord!" A cold sweat ejaculated from Nie Yun's forehead, and he hurriedly changed the topic: "Sir, your wound needs to be treated, I'll get the medicine now!"

Mu Xin looked at the gate of the courtyard. Han Mo's figure had already disappeared. He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: "Han Mo, I will let you know what kind of person I, Mu Xin, are!"

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Han Mo followed the visitor to the back of the main building and passed through a Yuedong Gate. A two-story wooden building appeared in front of him. Although the building was not high, the eaves and horns were magnificent. The wooden pillars, handrails and fences were painted with vermilion red paint. The paints did not feel dry at all, but shone with an amber-like luster.

Although no one guarded the building, Han Mo knew that there were probably countless pairs of alert eyes staring at everything here around the building. Once there was a difference, a large number of masters would emerge around him.

"Sir, please come in!" The guide said respectfully: "The director is waiting on the second floor!"

Han Mo looked around and then slowly walked into the building.

The first floor looks ordinary. Although the furnishings are luxurious and antique, they are not much lively. A staircase is right next to it and leads to the upper floor. The staircase is not wide, covered with thick carpets, and the patterns on the carpet are complex and gorgeous, with the worldly liveliness and beauty.

Han Mo stepped onto the stairs with great vigilance and slowly moved up.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the upper floor. The laughter was wet, charming and sexy, and it was extremely scattered. Han Mo heard it, and a strange feeling rose in his body. With this sound alone, you can imagine that the woman in the room was a charming peerless beauty.

When Han Mo walked to the stairs, he saw a screen-shaped door in front of him. Two little maids were standing respectfully in front of the door. When Han Mo came up, they all bent down to salute. One little maid had already reported: "Princess, the guest has arrived!"

The laughter stopped for a moment, and a charming voice said, "Director Han, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Have you not come in yet?"

A little maid opened the door, and there was another layer of crimson gauze in the room. There were a few people inside. Han Mo tidied up his clothes, raised his head, and walked in.

The living room in front of me is composed of three rooms, and the ground is covered with a whole carpet. The bright red velvet is like long grass, almost covering the feet. The hall is beautiful and bright, reflecting a huge peony in the middle of the carpet. The peony is embedded between the velvet, with lush petals, like the clouds and clouds, gorgeous and energetic. There are several tall brass in the corner, with precious spices burning in the furnace, and the fragrance in the air is constantly scented.

"Mr. Han, come in!" The woman's charming voice came into her ears, which made Han Mo, who had practiced the "Eternal Life Sutra" and could not help but be moved.
Chapter completed!