Zhao Weiran claims to be not a lady from a family, nor can he drink tea every day. He can sit in this room and sneak out of the palace, and he goes out early and doesn't come back late.

Even the old lady in charge had no choice but to think that the prince was far away and had nowhere to complain, so she turned a blind eye to Zhao Weiran.

On Mu Ying's side, there should not be too many paintings for auction. Scarcity is expensive, but too many are cheap. She will only take pictures once every ten days and half a month to send them to the auction hall, and then wait to count the money.

In addition to selling paintings, Zhao Weiran often dressed in inconspicuous men's clothing during these days, and he had learned a lot of skills.

Whether it is serious or a wrong way, playing cards or fortune telling is no problem.

Thinking that he would not suppress his skills, he would escape from the imperial city. Without relying on Mu Ying's painting skills, he could support himself.

She doesn't even feel tired when she is busy and has something to do.

The body is more honest than the brain. When I was reconciling accounts in the studio one day, I fell asleep without realizing it.

Half of the account book was loosely placed on his fingertips, and he couldn't fall off. He probably had a comfortable sleep. Zhao Weiran tilted his body and almost fell down.

The suddenly slipped down account book gently caught a hand that was as white as onions. Her tilted body was gently supported and placed firmly on the back of the chair.

I never thought that Sister Weiran was so worried that it was not worry-free. When she fell asleep, she looked like a child.

The slightly trembling fingertips moved away from her shoulders. Mu Rong breathed a sigh of relief in fear, and then got up and walked towards the desk.

He returned from the landscape painting, but he was not very satisfied with it. He had the urge to tear the paper into pieces.

There was no inspiration at first, and looking back at Zhao Weiran in plain clothes, sleeping so hard that he was sleeping. He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looking like a quiet beauty. Mu Ying suddenly felt a little itchy.

Zhao Weiran's facial features are upright, not as gentle as ordinary women. He does not have thin eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but his eyebrows and eyes are strong, his facial features are distinct, and his beautiful beauty is the heroes of a general, and the charm of a princess.

An impulse passed over his head, Mu Xu gently sat on the wooden chair, gently unfolded the drawing paper, and picked up his pen to depict the scene.

Zhao Weiran slept for two hours, then he painted for two hours, rubbed the fine sweat on his forehead, and painted the tip of his nose.

He stood up, rubbed his slightly sore neck, and walked towards the other person unconsciously. Seeing that she was still looking at her, she had no momentum to wake up, she must have been extremely tired.

Mu Ying bent down slightly, looked at her side face with breath, and was a little lost without realizing it.

There was a certain obscure feeling in his heart. He tried his best to suppress it and bit his lower lip unconsciously.

Zhao Weiran is about the same age as him, and is one or two years older, and is a seniority short of his age. He is not afraid to think about it. Occasionally, he has some thoughts of being unkind and can make him feel ashamed.

In his eyes, my sister-in-law was like a famous lady who was both literary and martial. Her mother was the eldest princess of the previous dynasty and was extremely charming. Her father was a majestic general who commanded thousands of troops!

When I saw such an inaccessible person, I was shocked by the gods when I saw him.

However, his life was terrible, so he married his third brother early and never had any contact with him again.

However, looking at the other person's sleeping face, the thought that had finally been cut off was now rekindled.

Feeling the unrealistic thoughts in my mind, Mu Yun pinched his fingertips, secretly spitting himself in his heart, but the person on the chair opened his eyes quietly at this moment.

"Well, am I... asleep?"

Zhao Weiran looked up and saw Mu Ying staring at him with a strange expression.

What is this kid trying to do?

She saw Mu Ying's ears turn red soon, and she was surprised, but she didn't want to give up. She suddenly felt bad about teasing a good woman.

"Why are your face so red? Is it okay?"

As he said that, he touched his blushing face, and Mu Ying was so scared that he immediately stood up straight.

He was holding his breath, as if he would even breathe at this moment, something dirty would be revealed.

I was afraid that my dirty thoughts would make the other party know that it would be disgusting. I didn’t know where I was a lady from a noble family?

Zhao Weiran did not have the awareness of being a dignified and decent person for his brother and sister-in-law, and was just a tragedy.

Seeing Mu Wang's eyes hanging slightly, his dense eyelashes swept down, he looked a little stunned in a daze, he looked at him at a loss.

His expression could not hide his mind. He didn't dare to look at the person in front of him at this moment. After finding a bad reason, he hurriedly turned around and went out, and ran out in a flash.

Seeing his embarrassed look, Zhao Weiran couldn't help laughing, feeling that she would be punished by God sooner or later!

However, a boring life always has to add some interest, and she can't tease Mu Yuan. She doesn't have the courage or interest, let alone the annoying evil star is not there.

She moved her arms, stretched her waist and stood up from the chair, and went to clean up the paintings on the table.

Fang woke up in a daze and didn't pay much attention. When Zhao Weiran was sorting out the picture, he accidentally took the portrait in and sent it to the auction.

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The climate in the border area was hot and dry, and the heavy military uniform wrapped around it was even more boring. Mu Yuan looked at the rolling sunset like a stove in the sky, making his heart even more worried.

Not only is the ghost weather, but also the tense battle situation at the moment. I wonder if it was the emperor's will. The imperial guards were pressing on their heads and the border troops led by Mu Yuan were less than one-third of the barbarians.

In addition to the military rations, they have been surviving until now. After half a month, they have run out of ammunition and food, so the generals may have to eat yellow sand!

I want me to fight, but I don’t give me soldiers or food. Do I want me to change myself?

Mu Yuan led his troops to fight, and no matter how difficult the battlefield was, he rarely complained. At this moment, he couldn't help but complain. You must know that it is not only his own life that is in danger now, but the life and death of tens of thousands of soldiers are now under his shoulders.

He grabbed the wine bag and poured a mouthful of cold wine. He was in a bad mood, but Wei Yin rushed over quickly and stood in front of him with a word.

"No, the Lord, something happened!"

He turned to look at the other party with a bitter face, and put the wine bag made of animal skin on his waist.

"What's wrong? The barbarians are calling?"

"No, no," Wei Yin said with a serious expression before he breathed evenly:

"I don't know what's going on, but hundreds of cavalrymen in the battalion suddenly got into trouble."

"What!" Sure enough, I couldn't wait for any good news, and Mu Yuan's face instantly became even heavier.

Is there a problem with the military rations that are supplied?

He subconsciously thought, but felt it was unlikely, what was going on...

"wrong,"

Thinking about what happened in the past few days, his expression became more and more serious, and suddenly he suddenly realized,

"The assassination on the eve of the last night is probably just a cover."

The barbarians are not fools, and they will not think that a dwarf who knows some punching skills can send the enemy commander to the West!

Sending a minion with poor martial arts to assassinate is more like a striking attack, not to assassinate him, could it be... poisoning?

I don’t know what the dwarf has done, but it is obviously inseparable from this matter. Mu Yuan thought:

That day, he was watching him die and his body was burned clean. When and how did he throw poison?

Could it be that the poison was not released when he was alive, but after he died?

It was getting late. Mu Yuan and Wei Yin held up a torch and rushed to the camp where the soldiers were resting. They saw that it was not only the people who were hit, but also the horses. The camp was filled with people and horses.

He didn't want to hear this wailing Liantian, turned around and walked out of the tent, thinking to himself:

In the military camp, the border soldiers who were waiting for fun all day long ate and slept together, and ate and lived together. The whole camp ate the supply grain transported by the imperial court. But these more than a hundred people were in trouble. If it weren't for the problem with the food and grass, it would be the source of water.

Mu Yuan immediately ordered the military doctor to test the water. Sure enough, the silver needle turned black and the water was poisonous.

Fortunately, only a tank of water was contaminated, but when the water was poisoned was unsolvable.

Mu Yuan thought while sending soldiers to carry out the jar of water.

The two soldiers moved the water tank away, and suddenly saw a black dot as big as a finger cover on the concave and convex ground.

Just as I was wondering whether this was a living or a dead object, the black dot began to move as soon as it saw the light.

The black unknown object stretched out and its tail was raised high, and it turned out to be the form of a scorpion. Only then did everyone realize the source of the poison.

The poison and witchcraft of the barbarians have always been evil. I don’t know what kind of poisonous scorpion is. A drop of venom is dissolved in a tank of water, and its toxicity is reduced by tens of thousands of times, and it can knock down a group of soldiers. A drop of venom is obviously a poison that can kill immediately!

The neighboring soldier was not careful. The scorpion was small and extremely fast. He crawled onto the person in a blink of an eye, approaching the exposed flesh, and drilled straight into the collar.

Feeling the numbness of the scalp on the skin, the soldier threw the knife in his hand and was immediately panicked. He slapped his hands on the collar, trying to take a picture of the thing.

Suddenly, I felt a little stung on my chest, and the slight stinging pain was numb and my whole chest was numb.

Seeing this, Mu Yuan was also afraid. Seeing that the soldier's face turned pale instantly, his lips turned black and purple for a moment, he knew that he might be in danger.

He shook his feet and couldn't stand it. He fell to the ground with a "bang" sideways, curled up and twitched, as if he was experiencing severe pain, but the pain did not last long. He kicked his hands and feet a few times, and soon he lost his breath.

After seeing the power of this poison with his own eyes, the people around him who escaped the disaster could not help but feel a little scared. They didn't know where the scorpion was hiding, so they didn't dare to approach it easily for a while.

Mu Yuan then changed his short knife and held it in his hand, slowly walked towards the soldier's body.

In the silence, the crisis surged, and suddenly heard a "rustling" sound. The poisonous scorpion crawled out of the corpse's ears. Mu Yuan was stunned, and then he saw the thing jumping towards him like a grasshopper.

Fortunately, Mu Yuan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and raised his hand to cut the poison into two halves with one knife.

He then breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the scorpion's body break into two pieces and fell to the ground with a "smack" sound.

Not wanting to just relax his vigilance, the back half of the body with the poisonous tail suddenly resurrected, crawling towards Mu Yuan in a winding twist, jumping on his iron boots, and climbing up quickly along his calves.

That poison tail is an immortal evil thing!

Mu Yuan raised his arm wrapped in his armor and tried to take it down, but the thing that was not as big as a finger cover made him dazzled, and he quickly crawled towards his waist and back.

The back was a blind spot in the field of vision, and it was invisible and intangible. This light armor could not be taken off for a while. Mu Yuan suddenly had no solution and had cold sweats in his temples.

The armor was hard, so the evil thing wrapped around the soft animal skin belt of the light armor, and the sting at the tail was towering, and it was about to sting down.
Chapter completed!