Quick Transmigration: Find the Immortal

King Ruyang watched this series of events, like watching a play, his eyes were full of jokes.If an infatuated seed like Gongsun Yu appeared in his Ruyang Palace, he would definitely strangle that infatuated seed to death when it was just born, so as not to raise it later because a woman ruined the foundation of the entire Murong family.

Being the eldest son but ignoring the family for a woman, is really stupid.

"Father, what about the third Miss Qin and the second son Gongsun?" Mu Niangui squinted and smiled, that Third Miss Qin dared to covet the position of Murong Hong's wife, her face was bigger than the sky.

The emperor was silent, and said, "This is a matter between the prefect of Qin and Prince Jingnan's residence. I don't care about it. It's alright, let's leave."

Watching the emperor and others leave, Mu Niangui fell behind, looked at Gongsun Yu who was standing straight in the room, and the couple who were still wrapped in quilts on the bed, and lowered his voice, "Gongsun Shizi is very calculating, but it's a pity ..." Before he finished speaking, Mu Niangui smiled meaningfully at Gongsun Kun, who was livid on the bed, then turned around and left quickly.

Sowing dissension or something, don't sit up too easily!

Even if Qin Yuran becomes Gongsun Kun's wife in the future, life will not be easy, just relying on her first words after waking up, "Why, why is it you?" ', Hehe, you can tell what kind of plan this woman is involved in when you hear it, but you miscalculated, right?

Gongsun Kun is not a fool.

In Gongsun Yu's room, he was drugged and had sex with a woman, and then he was caught and raped by everyone in bed, hehe... Not to mention the ruin of his reputation, he has no future in the court if he has a lustful reputation in front of the emperor.

Gongsun Kun would automatically understand Qin Yuran's words.

Qin Yuran himself plotted against Gongsun Yu, but he was tricked by Gongsun Yu and had sex with this woman.

So with Gongsun Kun, he would only think that Gongsun Yu was plotting against him, rather than being plotted by him.

After returning to his residence, Mu Niangui looked for a book to read in the small study, and found that the palace was built to perfection, and there were so many books prepared in the study, that he might read all of them after living here for a year or so It's not over.

Pan Juyuan came in from the outside, and found his master lazily reclined on the imperial concubine's couch with a book in his hands, and felt a chill rushing from his spine to the top of his head inexplicably.

He lowered his head, "Master."

"Have you cleaned up at the end?" Mu Nian asked calmly without raising her head.

Pan Juyuan shivered, and said, "Master, please rest assured, at least the Gongsun family and relatives related to the Gongsun family will not be able to find out that it is His Highness's hand, even if they suspect, there will be no evidence."

"You did a good job," Mu Niangui raised his eyes, and smiled slowly, "I heard that your hometown is from Yuzhou, and you have some excellent relatives."

Pan Juyuan lowered his head, and suppressed his body so as not to tremble.

He didn't know how the master knew these things when he was guarding him almost all the time, but he felt that the master was becoming more and more terrifying now, and he didn't dare to challenge the master's rules at all.

"My lord, the servant's hometown is indeed in Yuzhou, but it's not in the city of Yuzhou, but in a small village belonging to the city of Yuzhou. Although there are many relatives, they are not very close to the servant. The immediate family members of the servant have long been there He died cleanly during the famine, but was later sold into the palace by those so-called relatives. Although the servant cares about the past, Pan Juyuan does not recognize these relatives who made our Pan family die." Pan Juyuan started He was still a little scared, but as he spoke, the old hatred was aroused, and his words became more and more fluent.

Mu Niangui's eyes did not fluctuate, he had no emotion at all, no one except Shangxian could arouse any emotion in Mu Niangui.

In fact, he didn't mention this matter to threaten Pan Juyuan. He knew that Pan Juyuan had no relatives and no reason, and he was loyal to him. He mentioned those people just to help Pan Juyuan untie his knot.

After coming to this world for so long, if he can't see that Pan Juyuan has a knot in his heart, he will be reincarnated for thousands of generations.

Although he doesn't understand emotions, Mu Niangui doesn't dare to say he understands all of his understanding of human nature, but he can understand a lot.

"This hall knows that you want to deal with those people who killed your dear ones, go ahead, for the sake of your merit this time, those people under this hall have borrowed from you, please come back after cleaning up." Throwing down these words lightly, Mu Niangui looked down at the book in his hand again.

Pan Juyuan trembled slightly, looking at the master in front of him, his eyes were flushed.

Recently, the master has changed a lot, and he has been feeling uneasy, for fear that he will be killed by the master if he makes a mistake.

But Mu Niangui's words just now made him understand that even though the master has changed a lot, he still trusts him.

"Slave, thank you master!" Pan Juyuan kowtowed to Mu Niangui with tears in his eyes and then went out without looking back.

After he solves everything, he will present his perfect self in front of the master and become the master's sharp blade!

He thought, this is the only thing he can do for his master as an eunuch.

At night, in Jing Yixuan's yard, the sound of things being smashed and smashed came from the room.

A black figure swept into the room, looked at Gongsun Kun who was frantic and fiddled with things, and said, "If the second son of Gongsun only has the ability to throw things to vent, then the hall will be too disappointed."

Gongsun Kun immediately looked in horror at Mu Niangui who didn't know when he came in, "You, when did you come in?"

Mu Niangui's lightness kung fu is too proficient, Gongsun Kun made too much noise when he threw things, and Mu Niangui didn't appear in front of Gongsun Kun when Mu Niangui came in, which caused Gongsun Kun to not notice at all when Mu Niangui came in .

"When did I come? It doesn't matter. The important thing is, are you willing to be overwhelmed by your first brother forever?" Mu Niangui smiled like a demon that would tempt people to fall, but Gongsun Kun was willing to be seduced by the demon. to hell.

Being oppressed by his excellent brother, he was already on the verge of breaking out, but today he was tricked by his brother again, and he could no longer see his future.

He studied so hard to find a way for himself to take part in the imperial examination, but after today's events, it is obvious that he is remembered today, especially compared with his loving brother, the gap between him is If it gets bigger, of course he won't be reconciled.

Could it be that just because he was born of a concubine, is he not as good as a son of a concubine?

Although his mother is only the side concubine of King Jingnan, she is also a patriarch. Although he is not a legitimate son, his identity is only a little bit worse than that of a direct son. Why is he the son of his father? nothing?

Mu Niangui stood aside and watched Gongsun Kun's eyes getting redder and full of violence, the kind of eyes that wanted to tear everything in front of him.

Nodding in satisfaction, Mu Niangui stood up straight, and asked seriously, "Do you want to teach him a lesson?"

"Think!" He replied decisively.

Mu Niangui curled his lips into a chuckle, and slowly stretched out his hand to hand a plain white sachet to Gongsun Kun, "This is a flammable thing, you don't need to know what it is, as long as you give it to Wan Luqi beside Princess Rou, Gongsun Yu will get the cruelest revenge, so you decide whether to do it or not."

Gongsun Kun took the plain white sachet from Mu Niangui in a daze, and before he could answer, a gust of wind brushed his cheeks, and the person in front of him had disappeared.

"..." disappeared so quickly.

As soon as Mu Niangui returned to his residence, he found someone sitting on the soft couch in his bedroom.

"Why are you here?" The one who can show up in his bedroom without disturbing anyone, except Murong Hong, he doesn't think of anyone else.

Murong Hong turned his head and chuckled, "Have you gone to find Gongsun Kun?"

"..." How could this person guess his mind so accurately?Simply inhuman!

oh!He forgot that he is indeed not a human being, he is an immortal, how can he be compared with that group of trash!

"Mingze, do you hate Princess Wanrou so much?" After Murong Hong got close to this person, he discovered some of his personality, such as narrow-mindedness.

Mu Niangui rolled his eyes in the dark, then quickly took off his coat and climbed onto the soft couch, lifted the quilt and covered himself, "That's the business of this hall."

"But you are for me."

"It's not for you, don't be too self-righteous." Mu Niangui gritted his teeth.

Facing this person, he always couldn't calm down, and it was easy for him to stir up emotions that should have been calm.

Murong Hong smiled lowly, and leaned close to his ear, "Honey, you're so cute when you're duplicity."

Mu Niangui's body froze, and the appearance of Murong Hong in his memory seemed to overlap with that of Yan Feng...

Shaking his head, Mu Niangui grinned, "You talk too much nonsense, go to rest, it's so late."

"Baby, I don't want to sleep by myself, why don't I make do with you for a night." After sleeping all night with his face licked, he didn't want to leave this person even more.

Mu Niangui pursed her lips, turned her head and said nothing.

Murong Hong smiled, took off his coat, and found that the person on the couch was not breathing well, so he couldn't help but smile even more happily.

Tightly hugging the soft body under the quilt, Murong Hong said softly, "Baby, do you love me very much?"

"..." Mu Niangui's face was hot, and he didn't want to talk at all, the arms around his waist tightly locked him in that hot embrace.

This person... Could it be that some problems still can't be corrected after changing a host?

The next day, Mu Niangui woke up from his confusion, and the other heat source in the quilt had disappeared.

After being stunned for a while, the blankness in Mu Niangui's eyes disappeared immediately, and he turned over and sat up, "Xiao Yuanzi!"

A servant dressed as a eunuch came in outside the door, and knelt down to salute, "Little Li, my slave, greets my master. Eunuch Pan said yesterday that His Highness allowed him to go back to his hometown and let this servant serve His Highness."

"Oh?" Mu Niangui glanced coldly at the little eunuch kneeling on the ground. He was young, about fourteen or fifteen years old, and his appearance could only be regarded as passing without affecting his mood. He twitched the corners of his mouth, "Okay, Let someone come in to serve the hall to freshen up, you go to the mother and concubine of the hall and tell me that the hall will not go to eat with the concubine today."

"Yes, Your Highness!" Xiao Lizi climbed up against Mu Niangui's cold gaze, "Your servant will leave."

After the palace servants finished grooming him, Xiao Lizi's voice came from outside the door, "Your Highness, Prince Murong is asking to see you."

Mu Niangui raised his eyebrows, "Let him in."

After Murong Hong came in, Mu Niangui waved his hands, "You all go down, this hall has something to discuss with Murong Shizi, if anyone comes to look for this hall, please report it louder."

"Yes!"

Murong Hong looked at the flamboyant Mu Niangui, and said with a smile, "I really should let the emperor see who is the best among all the princes."

"This hall doesn't care about this at all." Mu Niangui knew what Murong Hong meant, so he just said indifferently.

What's so good about being an emperor?Thousands of reincarnations, has he been emperor less often?Every time he is exhausted, he may not be able to become a wise king in the history books.