Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 83

The corners of Mu Wushuang's mouth lifted upwards, even she did not notice it.

Although she has a way to deal with the emperor and the second prince, there is someone standing in front of her and helping her solve the trouble. It feels good.

But this smile was seen in Ximen Sheng's eyes, but it became what she said that moved him, so she laughed.

Her face is thinner than last time, her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, but this smile is even more beautiful than the blooming flowers.

Ximen Sheng suddenly felt that the beautiful concubines in the palace had become dull, and the girls in front of them were fresh and amazing.

It doesn't seem to be very annoying to let her be her own queen.

After all, he wanted to kill her before because he wanted to stand on the side of the second brother. With so much property from the second brother, he naturally didn't want to give it away to outsiders.

But if Mu Wushuang finally married herself, wouldn't the money she won from her second brother finally become hers?

Since they were all his own, the second brother was killed by Long Moshen, so he didn't need to care.

Anyway, the final result was that he won.

Thinking of this, the smile on Ximen Sheng's face deepened, and he said to Mu Wushuang:

"Wushuang, don't worry, I will not let anyone who tries to kill you feel better. Even if he is my second brother, I will not shelter him. I will definitely give you back justice."

Mu Wushuang looked at Ximen Sheng. This young emperor was a cruel and cold person. He was going to poison her for a while, and then he was from Gentle Township. He really didn't know what his purpose was.

Naturally, she didn't know that the previous national teacher fortune telling that she was born as a Feng Ge, born as the queen's fate.

Otherwise, she would understand Simon Sheng's abnormal behavior.

But this does not prevent her from cooperating in acting.

She lowered her head pretentiously and said in a low voice: "The courtier thanked the emperor first. The emperor is aware of the details, and the courtier believes your words."

Ximen Sheng was satisfied by her shy appearance. She would be shy, which means that she has ideas about herself. He is the lord of a country. Is there any woman in the world who does not expect to be his woman?

In the court, he was so angry by Long Moshen, and even his sense of existence was weakened by Long Moshen's powerful aura, but the woman Long Moshen cared about was interesting to him.

Long Moshen was up in the morning and was annoyed by Mu Wushuang's affairs. He admitted that Mu Wushuang was his fiancée in front of Manchao Wenwu. If he were to know that his fiancée had affection for him, what would he look like?

Ximensheng was suddenly looking forward to seeing Long Mo's deep sadness.

But it is not the time yet.

"Wushuang doesn't need to be polite. I take you as the only friend. I hope you are happy every day."

He looked at her and said affectionately.

Mu Wushuang lowered his head and smiled, as if suddenly thinking of something, she said:

"The emperor hasn't eaten breakfast yet. You must be hungry for such a long time. The pastries made by the royal chef are delicious, especially the almond pastry, which tastes very good. I will get a piece for you to taste!"

As she said, she seemed to have not seen Xi Mensheng's sudden stiff expression, took him to the pavilion, took a plate of almond pastry, and gave him to eat.

"Emperor, eat it quickly, I have tasted it, it tastes good!"

Ximensheng stepped back subconsciously, his face was ugly, and his tone was a little stiff: "I, I'm not hungry yet."

All the cakes and teas contain Feng Hun San. As the name suggests, after eating this poison, you will die just like Hun Feiposan.

If the cake gets on the body, as long as it touches the skin, it will bleed and die.

He didn't know why Mu Wushuang was okay after taking it, maybe it was because the poison was wrong, maybe it was Mu Wushuang's physical problem, no matter which kind, he didn't dare to touch it. Nothing is more important than fate. He is the emperor of the true dragon How can the most noble person try with his life.

"Are you really hungry? Then have some tea!"

Mu Wushuang went and poured another cup of tea.

Ximen Sheng stepped back and frowned, "Wushuang, I said, I don't need to eat or drink."

Mu Wushuang put down his teacup.

Ximen Sheng realized that his tone was very bad just now. He has patiently coaxed her a few times, not bad this time. When she is dead to himself in the future, he will naturally not coax her with such intentions. .

He said: "Wushuang, I know your good intentions, so be it, you personally poured this cup of tea for me, and I will reward this slave to drink it."

By the way, try what's wrong with this poison.

Xiao Quanzi is a celebrity next to Ximen Sheng recently. He can speak well and has many ideas. Ximen Sheng likes to use him.

What poison to use this time was Xiao Quanzi's idea in front of Ximen Sheng.

Of course he knows how powerful Fenghunsan is.

So when Simon Sheng pointed his finger at him, he was frightened as a whole, and he knelt on the ground with a thump, trying to beg for mercy, but when he met Simon Sheng's warning eyes, he couldn't even say anything, otherwise Mu Wushuang would just Know that the tea and cakes are poisonous.

Xiao Quanzi was shocked and frightened, feeling that he was about to lose control.

But he thought, isn't Mu Wushuang all right? Maybe it was Michu who got the poison wrong?

Therefore, holding this fluke, he took the tea cup that Mu Wushuang handed over, closed his eyes, and took a sip of tea carefully into his mouth.

The tea is a bit cold, not good.

Xiao Quanzi's first feeling was this.

But before he had time to rejoice, there was a burst of severe pain all over his body, like someone was hitting his body with a sledgehammer, and his internal organs were all cramping...

With a plop, Xiao Quanzi bleeds from his seven orifices and fell to the ground. He can't die anymore.

Ximen Sheng was astonished, Feng Hun San's poison was so fierce, but Mu Wushuang was fine. I think it was the reason for her special physique.

"Ah! I'm so scared!"

Mu Wushuang yelled in shock and hid behind Ximen Sheng, but in her eyes, there was no trace of fear.

"Wushuang, don't be afraid, I am here. Someone, assassin, has taken poison and committed suicide!"

With a single word, Ximen Sheng put out the poisonous things in the tea.

A hint of sarcasm flashed through Mu Wushuang's eyes, but he pretended to be scared and said: "The emperor, the courtier is so scared, the courtier wants to go home."

Ximen Sheng was also worried that she would still give him poisonous cakes, so he nodded and said: "You are shocked by Wushuang, and I will send you out of the palace."

Then he spoke a few words to her gently before letting her leave.

After leaving the palace, Mu Wu held the veil and wiped his hands with no expression on both sides. She had pulled Ximen Sheng's clothes before, and the touch made her feel sick.

"Twin, come here."

Suddenly, the emperor's uncle's low voice came.

She raised her eyes and saw that the emperor's carriage was parked not far away. There were fallen leaves on the top of the carriage. In the carriage, the emperor raised a curtain, revealing his unparalleled handsome face.

Could it be that he hasn't walked here since he got off the early morning?

But how did he know he was in the palace?

She walked over with ease and jumped into the carriage skillfully.

Then, she suddenly hugged his waist and buried her head on his chest.

"Uncle Emperor, you are so kind."

If it weren't for her goal to see beautiful men all over the world, she would have a little bit wanted to marry him. Few people would be indifferent to such a strong and short-term man!

Long Mo froze deeply, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose, as if the stars and the sea were contained in his purple eyes, he raised his hand and embraced her tightly.

The breathable little Qinglong who came out of the carriage covered his eyes: I couldn't see it!

But this stinky woman is really terrible. The master is in such a bad mood. She hugs her master happily. The master is too unpromising. Wouldn't she be strict with her in the future?