General, She Is Waiting in the Boudoir

Mu Yan listened to the voices coming from the crowd and quickly looked at Xiao Yao calmly. Seeing that she still looked indifferent, he felt relieved. Just when she was about to pass the downstairs where Yun Yan was standing, Xiao Yao raised her head, and then she tightened the horse's reins and stopped. He stared blankly at Yun Yan, who was looking down at him. "General?" The moment she stopped, Mu Zhu called Xiao Yao in panic. He followed Xiao Yao's line of sight and saw a woman looking at them with a lowered eyebrow and a smile. Mu Zhu clearly remembered that the marshal had said that Xiao Yao should not be allowed to see the clouds and smoke in Yihua Tower. So at this time, Mu Zhu deliberately moved closer to Xiao Yao. He was a head taller than Xiao Yao and could almost block Xiao Yao's sight. His obvious shielding action was in everyone's eyes, but no one was curious. Why? Because everyone at this time was attracted by why Xiao Yao stopped, and no one cared about his behavior at this time. "Miss! The General has taken notice of him!" Yue'er said in panic as she looked at her young lady. She was already panicking when she saw her staring at the people downstairs. A simple exchange of glances seemed so normal to everyone, but what was imprinted in Mu Zhuo's eyes was a layer of fog that could not be seen clearly or penetrated.