Prince Needs to be Tamed

Lu JinNian jumped up from the pleasure boat and left while borrowing the movement technique.

Stepping into a quiet alley near Lin Chuan, Lu JinNian raised his head and said, "Mu Shu, Mu Painting, come out."

Two figures appeared in the dark in front of Lu JinNian. They bowed with their hands cupped together, "Greetings, Miss."

Lu JinNian waved his hand and smiled, "Where did all these false etiquette come from? For the past two years, it has been hard work traveling back and forth with Yan Ze to the Western Regions."

Muqin, Muqi, Mushu and Muzhe were Lu JinNian's elites. Their kung fu was good, Yan Ze's kung fu was not good, and his business path was dangerous. Other than Muzhe's introverted nature, he did not send any of the other three, leaving the rest to Yan Ze.

Mu Qin was good at medicine, and Mu Shu focused on the overall situation. Mu Tu was a battle maniac, and it was only because of the three of them that Yan Ze's caravan was able to survive on the business road.

"It's not hard, it's not hard at all. The Western Regions dare to block us, those blind bandits just casually cut us, it's super cool, stealthily sneaking away!"

Before Mu Shu's smile of modesty could fully bloom, the painting's eyes lit up as it recounted the glorious history of its battle maniacs.

"It's a pity that no bandits have come to cause trouble ever since …" He lowered his head and looked at his saber with a slightly annoyed expression, as if he was about to say, "My saber is already hungry." It's hard to endure the thirst.

Mu Shu held his forehead, "I don't think that Yan Ze even helped him deal with the aftermath of the corpse after he fought with the merchants of the Western Regions."

Lu JinNian pursed his lips into a smile as he listened, tiptoeing to rub Muwen's head, "Next time, if someone causes trouble with our caravan, after killing them, I'll learn how to deal with the aftermath from Yan Zhiming."

Mu Shu was shocked as he widened his eyes to look at Lu JinNian. Miss, it's really good that you're so used to painting. Don't be willful!

Under Lu JinNian's caress, Mu Painting squinted his eyes comfortably like a cat and even rubbed against Lu JinNian's soft palms on his own.

Lu JinNian laughed, "However, since you've returned, you can't kill someone impulsively anymore."

"Hehe, since the young miss wants me to stay by your side, I will obediently spare your life."

Lu JinNian raised his eyebrows, "Eh? And they even talked about the conditions? " He thought that after wandering around for a few years, he would be able to change his coquettish personality. In the end, he would still stick to her like a cat.

Mu Tu curled his lips, "I am higher than Yi Hanwu, better at speaking than Mu Qi, and even younger and cuter than them! "Why didn't Miss let me stay?"

What he said made sense that there was no way to refute him!

Because the situation of the painting was different from the others, ever since Lu JinNian had saved him, she had always taught him by his side. Although they had released him for a few years and he was taller than her, he was only fifteen years old.

"Alright, after these few days are over, I will leave my painting behind."

Lu JinNian looked at Mu Shu, who was shaking his head helplessly, and said, "I know what you're worried about. Don't think too much and just let nature take its course. We still have work to do tonight."

Mu Shu sighed, "No, based on my feelings for Miss, perhaps staying by Miss's side is the best."

"..."

It was a quiet and secluded place. Most of the rich and powerful families could afford to stay in the vicinity, but most of them had more than one suite. A few decades ago, this place had been considered a bustling and bustling place, but since then, it had become quieter and quieter.

It was unknown when the people living here had suddenly and inexplicably been met with calamities. They had either been hit by a horse carriage or had their legs broken. The merchants had been accused of tax evasion and officials had been bribed by others.

Regardless of the truth or falsehood, their hearts would always be in disarray for a while. And since this was the case, they would also have to prepare for trial in the imperial court, so no matter what happened, they would definitely be treated as someone important with a criminal record in front of them.

After they moved away from Qinchun Street, the bad luck that was just around the corner disappeared. Although nothing good happened, nothing bad happened, and as time passed, the fierce reputation of Qinchun Street spread like wildfire. Not many families dared to stay here, fearing that something bad would happen to their own families.

The late emperor's sister, Princess Rongqing's wedding, was on Qinchun Street.

Princess Rongqing refused to believe in this, and insisted on staying in the mansion.

Results in less than a year...

Prince Consort's horse died...

The child who had been pregnant for several months was gone …

Princess Rong Qing is sick …

The late emperor doted on his sister and told her to move back to the palace. However, the Princess Mansion, which had lost its owner, was no longer peaceful, and the crying of children could often be heard in the middle of the night.

In the end, nothing was found. There were even rumors of ghosts in the Princess' residence. Some even said that the child was the one who died young, trapped by the bad luck on Qinshu Street. Even if it died, it couldn't reincarnate … The princess' residence had become a fiendish place.

Lu JinNian explained the general situation of the princess' residence to Mu Xiushan. Mu Shu was frowning, while Mu Painting was stroking his scabbard, looking eager to give it a try.

"Miss, this place is haunted. Can I kill ghosts?"

"..." The terror of ghosts is not comparable to the terror of the human heart. " Lu JinNian patted Mu Painting's shoulder and said seriously, "So, young man, in the end, the only thing you can cut is a human."

Mu Shu's mouth twitched. "Miss didn't bring us here just to tell a story and watch the scene of the haunted house, Miss wants to …?"

Lu JinNian looked at the princess' mansion from afar and said, "Tonight, we will make a big scene at the princess' mansion and control it without alerting outsiders."

The two of them did not think that Lu JinNian was joking and did not question her decision. Instead, they immediately formulated a battle plan and implemented it separately.

The three of them were all hidden experts, so they quietly snuck into the princess' mansion and began to patrol back and forth.

Mu Shu was a smart person. Although he didn't know why Lu JinNian had controlled a haunted house, he could tell from Lu JinNian's solemnity that the haunted house wasn't as deserted as the rumors said it was. After sneaking around, he found that there were a lot of hidden guards hiding in the mansion, and their auras were hard to detect if their martial arts had not advanced to the extent of him and Mu Shu.

He could not help but sigh with emotion. No wonder there were so many people who could be used in the prime of the year in Liang Jing's mainland. Just by naming him and Painting, he was able to guess that these hidden guards' martial arts skills were not a match for them.

After expending a bit of effort to find out the number of dark guards and the location of the ambush, Mu Shu was just about to head to the location mentioned by Lu JinNian to meet up, but he heard the vague sound of a child's mournful cry coming from the quiet house.

The night wind blew, stirring up the withered grass in the yard. The muffled sound of the crows flying by made the atmosphere even more creepy.

Mu Shu's heart trembled, not because he was frightened by the scene, but because he was worried about Mu Painting. He silently cursed her, and quickly hid himself and rushed towards the sound.