C317 Assassin(1)

The weather is getting warmer, and the New Year is coming. They had already started buying the New Year goods. This was also the first New Year item Mu Haiyang had come here for, and their New Year goods were also ready.

He had also earned so much money, and he had heard that he had to give red packets to his servants during the New Year. Mu Haiyang very unceremoniously bought a bunch of red papers and asked Little Flower, Feng and Ho Yun'er to help cut them.

Mu Haiyang, who was locked up in the courtyard every day, felt a little bored. She begged Yue Niansheng to let Little Flower, Feng, and Ho Yun'er in, and even ignored Lianfeng and Lyi Xuanzhi.

Yue Niansheng had already prepared everything. He was just waiting to invite the king into the jar. And the people outside were all guessing how Imperial Consort's injuries were. The one who cared the most about whether she died or not was naturally the person who wanted to kill her.

In the capital, in an upper room.

A person wearing a bamboo hat sat at the table. The Dragon, Snake, Tiger, and Tiger brothers stood before him and said, "The matter has already been settled. What about the other half of the reward you promised us three brothers?"

That person waved his hand and saw a woman wearing expensive clothes hand a box of gold to them. She said, "I want to know the exact information. Is she dead?"

"Those who have been hit by my Five Poison Palm will not be able to see flowers bloom next year."

That person lowered his voice but could not change his female voice. "Does that mean she is not dead?" After the voice fell, the woman put away the box in her hand.

"Then... the three of us will wait for the news of her death to come and get the remaining half of the reward! Farewell!" the leader said. With that, Fang Luo turned around and left. Naturally, he would keep his word.

The woman said, "Return to the Palace!" The two of them returned to the Palace without anyone noticing.

In the Yue Niansheng Residence, in the courtyard where Mu Haiyang lived, it was especially lively today. The reason was no different. Mu Haiyang sat at a table and a few chairs. She and Ho Yun'er prepared a red packet for the New Year.

Of course, Mu Haiyang did not know how to make it. She could only ask Ho Yun'er to teach her. There were four scissors on the table and some paste and brush ink.

Little Flower smiled and asked, "Imperial Consort, for Feng and me, should we fold it bigger?"

"Tch ~ We can't do that. It is unfair to others!" Mu Haiyang replied playfully.

Ho Yun'er and Feng cut the red paper and smiled. Feng said, "Imperial Consort, seeing that the two of us are close to her, will definitely be different from others. Imperial Consort, don't you think so?"

"It is still Feng who knows how to ask. She had already prepared it for the two of you. How can we not have the two of you?" Mu Haiyang teased.

"I knew Imperial Consort would be the best!" Little Flower laughed happily.

The four of them laughed, but they forgot that there was still Lyi Xuanzhi on the sickbed.

Lyi Xuanzhi was woken up by their laughter. He held his forehead and shouted, "Lianfeng, Lianfeng... Who is so noisy outside the door?"

Lianfeng immediately went forward and closed the door. He said in a low voice, "Master, it is Imperial Consort and Imperial Consort who are preparing the items to guard the age."

"It's so noisy!" Lyi Xuanzhi only said one word and turned around. Only then did he react and call out, "Lianfeng, do you mean Haiyang is back?"

"Yes, she has already lived here for a few days. This grandpa has been unconscious these few days, so he did not tell this grandpa!"

Lyi Xuanzhi really wanted to ask if she had come in to see him and whether she was still angry, but she still did not say anything.

Lianfeng continued to ask, "Master, do you want me to ask them to be quiet?"

Lyi Xuanzhi weakly waved his hand and said, "Let them be. Just close the door tightly."

No matter how tightly the door closed, Mu Haiyang's laughter and the sound of them fighting could still be heard. Lianfeng stepped out of the door and bowed to Mu Haiyang, "Can you please lower your voice Imperial Consort? My grandfather is resting!"

Mu Haiyang was interrupted by him and said angrily, "You care about heaven and earth, but you also care about how I talk and laugh? If he doesn't want to live, then get out of here as soon as possible! My house doesn't have rice for him to eat."

Feng and Ho Yun'er tugged at her, motioning for her not to continue. Little Flower stood on Mu Haiyang's side and said righteously, "That's right. This is the house of my highness. My Imperial Consort can speak whatever she wants. Is it because of your matter?"

Mu Haiyang gave Xiao Hua an appreciative look and said, "Xiao Hua is right. I will give you a bigger red packet!"

Lyi Xuanzhi, who was in the room, heard every word Mu Haiyang said. His forehead was still covered in sweat. He put his hand on the edge of the bed and tried to get off the bed. However, he was unable to support himself and fell to the ground. He clenched his fist to cover his mouth and coughed.

Lianfeng heard her and stopped bickering with them. He quickly returned to the room and found Lyi Xuanzhi rolling under the bed. He asked with concern, "Master, are you alright?" He helped him up.

"I'm fine. You don't need to argue with Haiyang. She can do whatever she wants in the yard. It's up to her!" Lyi Xuanzhi sat back down in front of the bed and laid down.

Lianfeng did not want Lyi Xuanzhi to continue like this, so he could only agree. However, the people outside the courtyard heard the sound of someone falling to the ground in the room. They all quieted down. After Lianfeng settled Lyi Xuanzhi down, Feng's voice came from outside the door, "General Lianfeng, is the prince alright?"

Lyi Xuanzhi coughed a few more times and said, "He's fine! You guys go ahead!"