Nuobao didn't know it yet, but her father was showing off her purse everywhere, filling up her hatred points.
And her ugly purse has become the most sought-after treasure in the eyes of the princes, and the secret laughing stock of the courtiers.
The little guy had been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally waited for the news that the Nine Emperors Uncle had entered the palace, and immediately ran over in a hurry.
"Uncle Nine Emperors."
As soon as Mu Heng came out of the imperial study room, she heard Nuobao's milky cry.
As soon as he looked up, he saw the little guy running over, his eyes shining brightly.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, Nuobao has been waiting for you for a long time." The little guy ran over and held his hand, saying with a smile.
"Quickly take Nuobao out of the palace to play."
Although I know that the last sentence is Xiaotuanzi’s purpose.
But after hearing the previous sentence, Mu Heng couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
He thought to himself that although he did not have the purse embroidered by the little guy himself, Nuobao would remember him every day.
This is enough.
At first, Mu Heng thought that Nuobao was suppressed in the palace and wanted to go out to play.
After he left the palace with Nuobao, the little guy went to Zhuque Street instead of Changle Street.
Looking at the post house not far away opposite, there is a huge plaque with the characters "Duting Post" written in gold font.
Mu Hengfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.
Duting Posthouse was a posthouse set up by the royal family to entertain foreign guests.
The foreign envoys who came to congratulate him this time were arranged to live here.
So, what is Nuobao doing here?
Mu Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at the little guy with unclear eyes.
Of course, Nuobao's leaving the palace this time was not just for fun.
Nuobao has not been idle these days, secretly asking for information in front of his father.
She found out clearly that foreign envoys were arranged to live here.
It's only ten days before dad's birthday party.
Calculating the time, all those envoys should have entered Beijing.
Nuobao came here specifically to try his luck today.
Let's see if we can get Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Ling to meet.
Nuobao's little calculations were ringing in his mind.
Unfortunately, Nuobao wandered around Zhuque Street for a long time and still couldn't find Feng Ling.
The little girl wrinkled her nose and drooped her eyebrows in disappointment.
"Who are you looking for?" Mu Heng suddenly asked.
"Looking for..." Feng Ling almost blurted out the words, but luckily Nuobao reacted in time.
Nuobao blinked his big eyes guiltily, and his long curly eyelashes trembled like two thick little brushes.
"No, don't tell Ni..." the little guy said softly.
If Uncle Jiuhuang found out that Nuobao was looking for his old lover, he would definitely pull Nuobao and leave.
"Tell me what that person looks like and I will help you find him."
Mu Heng looked at her meaningfully, as if he had already seen through the little Jiujiu in Nuobao's heart.
"He looks... looks..."
Nuobao was suddenly stuck. He stammered for a long time without saying anything.
Yes...what does that person look like?
Nuobao scratched his head anxiously.
She should have asked Cen Feng for a portrait.
The little guy sighed. It seemed that he couldn't find anyone today.
After searching for a long time and finding nothing, Nuobao had to return disappointed.
"Uncle Emperor, let's go back."
"Okay." Mu Heng's eyes were gentle and he raised his hand to touch her little head.
Just when Mu Heng took Nuo Bao's little hand and was about to leave, there was suddenly a panic and rapid sound of horse hooves behind him.
Accompanied by a panicked voice, "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
Hearing the movement, Nuobao turned around and his eyes widened.
I saw a white horse running towards this side out of control like a madman.
The woman on the horse was so frightened that her face turned pale and she was sweating profusely. She pulled the reins hard, but she couldn't control the frightened white horse.
Pedestrians passing by were shocked and hurriedly ran to both sides of the road to avoid it.
Only Nuobao and Mu Heng stood in the middle of the road, with no time to dodge.
But in the blink of an eye, the horse was getting closer and closer to them, and would soon knock them away.
Soon after, Nuobao felt his eyes flashing, and his body suddenly rose into the air.
The little guy subconsciously hugged Mu Heng's neck tightly, and his little hands and feet were tightly wrapped around his body, like an octopus.
Mu Heng held Xiaotuanzi and performed Qinggong, and his figure flew past like a swallow.
When he landed again, he was far away from the dangerous place just now.
Mu Heng placed Nuobao in the open space next to him and told his attendants to take good care of the little guy.
"Nuobao, please stay here and don't run around. The emperor will be back soon."
"Okay." In full view of the public, Nuobao was reluctant to use her spiritual power, fearing that her identity would be discovered.
The little guy knew that he couldn't help, so he nodded obediently and watched Mu Heng turn and leave.
Seeing Mu Heng and Nuo Bao performing Qing Kung and leaving, the woman on the horse couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
She was so scared that she almost accidentally injured someone and killed her.
But as soon as she finished breathing, the girl quickly realized that her current situation was not very optimistic.
The frightened white horse was not under effective control and ran around with its hooves, panicking and running rampant.
The girl was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly, and her screams pierced the sky.
It’s over, it’s over! She should still worry about herself now, wuwuwu...
The girl wants to cry but has no tears.
Seeing that the white horse was about to rush into a nearby shop, she was so frightened that she lay down on the horse's back, hugged the horse's neck tightly, and closed her eyes in despair.
Nuobao stood not far away, eyes wide open with black grape eyes, watching this scene nervously.
When no one was paying attention to her side, the little guy flicked his fingertips, and a white ball of light quickly flicked towards the white horse.
The rampaging white horse suddenly stopped without warning at the moment it was about to crash into the shop.
"Huh?" The expected scene did not happen, and Feng Qingyao opened her eyes tremblingly.
The white horse huffed and puffed, obviously not calming down yet.
But the horse in a frantic state suddenly stopped.
Feng Qingyao was puzzled, surprised and happy.
Nuobao puffed up her cheeks and held her breath, hoping that this young lady could quickly control her horse.
Because Nuobao could only control the crazy horse for a short time, but he couldn't control it after a long time.
Fortunately, a black figure passed by.
Mu Heng landed lightly on the horse, holding Feng Qingyao's waist with one hand to prevent her from falling, and holding the reins tightly with the other hand.
Because of the exertion, the veins on the back of the white hands slightly emerged, full of explosive power.
"This girl, I'm offended." A cold voice sounded above the head.
Before Feng Qingyao could react, she fell into a strong embrace.
Her eyes flickered and her cheeks felt slightly hot.
After she sat down, Mu Heng retracted her hand and held the reins tightly with both hands to control the crazy white horse.
Nuobao looked nervously.
Fortunately, the crazy white horse quickly turned around under Mu Heng's control.
This prevented them from breaking into the shop and causing bloodshed.
I don’t know how Mu Heng did it. Under his control, the originally fierce Baima gradually calmed down.
Nuobao breathed a sigh of relief.
I really scared her just now!
Seeing Mu Heng turn over and dismount, Nuo Bao ran over with little carrot legs.
However, what they didn't know was that the scene of Mu Heng's hero saving the beauty all fell into one pair of eyes.
On the second floor of Dutingyi, by the window.
The man held his chin with one hand, and his dark hair was like silk, slowly falling from his shoulders.
The man watched quietly what was happening below.
A pair of bewitching peach blossom eyes slowly narrowed.
