The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Duan Rongrong's expression is mixed with the girl's unique shyness and cuteness. Looking at Mu Jin's eyes are surprisingly bright, which makes Mu Jin have to have some guesses.

She knows that she is a woman. In order to prevent Thomas’s turning and turning of the heroine into a cabbage, she has to do her best to protect the heroine’s safety and devote herself to letting her live in this different world that is too cruel for her. Come down.

But, the hostess did not know.

In the eyes of the hostess, although she was broken, she was always protecting her from beginning to end. Not only was she willing to offend nobles, but also dared to deceive the emperor, a man.

Heaven.

Mu Jin almost grabbed the ground with his head.

What kind of oolong did she make!

After figuring out what misunderstanding she had caused, Mu Jin's first reaction was to explain, but looking at Duan Rongrong's shy but expectant expression, she opened her mouth and closed it again.

What did she explain? I'm sorry I'm not a man. We can't possibly?

The fact that Mu Jin is not a "real man", Duan Rongrong knew from the first day she knew her, if she cared about it, she wouldn't be where she is today...

and many more.

Mu Jin's desperate eyes suddenly changed, and a glimmer of hope was injected again.

Now that Duan Rongrong knew that she was not a "real man", would her so-called likes and her understanding of likes have some kind of error?

After all, in Duan Rongrong's heart, she might be regarded as a "sister"!

Maybe she thought she was going to be alone in this cold and deep palace and wanted to find a "sister" as company!

The more Mu Jin thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was really reasonable. When she turned her head, she felt that she would be shocked by the female protagonist's ordinary expression of "sisterhood", which really shouldn't be.

She raised her head and saw Duan Rongrong staring at her, her mentality had calmed down a lot.

Duan Rongrong looked at the always dark and gloomy person's complexion. At first, he couldn't believe it, and then he didn't know what he thought of. A gleam of light appeared in the eyes of despair, as if the drowning man had grasped the only driftwood. Desperately determined.

Is she so surprised? Duan Rongrong thought quietly in her heart, watching her with love and compassion, and secretly blaming herself for not saying it earlier.

Duan Rongrong was immersed in the happiness of his sweetheart and his "two loves", and he saw Mu Jin raising his head, and his voice changed color in turn: "Do you know that'like' is not a person like you or me? Can have feelings."

So no matter whether it's sisterhood or messy relationship, take it all back, I think I haven't heard it!

Duan Rongrong's eyebrows moved, and a trace of sadness emerged spontaneously, "Mr. Mu, you and I are also human beings, and you and I also have the right to pursue love."

I really don't dislike you, just look at how beautiful you are... Cough Junxiu is pretty, how can I feel inferior that no one likes it!

Hearing this modern remark, Mu Jin deeply agreed with it but couldn't blatantly express his agreement. He got stuck in his mind and didn't even go back in time.

Seeing her face changed slightly, Duan Rongrong felt that he was talking into her heart, and his tone became more excited: "You are also a human, Mr. Mu, and your subordinates are also humans. You have seven emotions and six desires and joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. You are not born..." She vaguely skipped the minefield, "It's not that only dignitaries are qualified to be loved!"

Mu Jin... Mu Jin was stunned.

How could she think that the heroine's brain is still good? Faced with such standard silly remarks, how would the original body, the biggest villain in the book, respond?

Mu Jin got stuck and looked around reflexively to see if anyone else had heard this shocking sentence. Before ordering the brain to work again, the sweet and soft breath of the little girl came up, and her hands were touched by a pair of soft Hold it with a small hand.

Duan Rongrong's eyes were full of affection, and his voice was soft and soft: "Mr. Mu, you can try."

Her eyes were full of signs that "look at me, look at me, I'm soft and cute, look at me".

Mu Jin caught her hand caught off guard, looking at her face at the moment, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly.

Yao...young life!

Seeing that she hadn't thrown herself away, Duan Rongrong's eyes were bright and bright, and he was full of joy that he had a chance, and he was about to get shyly, and wanted to reach out and hug Mu Jin's waist.

A burst of vigor struck her shoulders, and her whole body was like a piece of plaster, which was peeled off by Mu Jin.

This is the first time Duan Rongrong saw such deep sadness from Mu Jin's face.

Mu Jin didn't seem to be able to support her weight, staggering his hind legs for a half step, and just reached the table.

Her hand stubbornly grasped the edge of the table, so hard that Duan Rongrong began to worry whether her slender fingers would accidentally be broken by her.

Duan Rongrong wanted to step forward, and Mu Jin pierced over with a cold gaze and set her in place.

"Get out." She seemed to exhaust all her strength and uttered two words very lightly, with a chilling smell in the quiet night.

Duan Rongrong shivered slowly.

She realized the coldness and coercion from Mu Jin that had been long-lost.

Unexpectedly, the inferiority and fragility rooted in Mu Jin's heart had grown into a towering tree, which was full of rotten fruits, which fell heavily on every corner of her body, suppressing her kind thoughts, and An impenetrable fence was erected for her.

Duan Rongrong didn't feel scared. An emotion that had never been experienced in the past ten or twenty years was fermenting in his heart, and it swelled rapidly, filling her heart, making her sore and painful.

"Oh..." Duan Rongrong didn't dare to step forward. After waiting for a few seconds, he saw that Mu Jin didn't change his mind. He had to turn around and walk towards the door, but he didn't give up and looked back three times. "Mr. Mu..."

"roll!"

With a bang, Mu Jin slammed the door shut and locked the squirrel out of the door.

Duan Rongrong touched the tip of his nose that was almost hit, and glanced at the tightly closed door in fear.

Want to attack Mr. Mu... it really is **** level.

Duan Rongrong shrugged her nose suddenly, smelling the faint scent left on the tip of his nose, and realized that he was still holding Mu Jin's coat in his arms.

She just wanted to raise her hand to knock on the door, but when she saw Mu Jin's slender shadow reflected in the pane, a thought turned up, making her blush and lower her head.

So this modern female college student from the 21st century, with higher education, in this overhead historical dynasty, like a idiot stealing girls’ underwear, like a thief, holding an eunuch's coat, and slipping on her waist.

She ran fast and soon disappeared into the night.

Regarding this, the female college student’s self-comfort is: Who, whose girl hasn’t collected a boyfriend’s clothes.

Even if you can't wear it, it's good to put it under the pillow to soothe your nerves.

Mu Jin listened to the door for a moment of silence, and then the hostess ran baldly without knowing which tail root was poked, and there was no movement for a few breaths.

She asked a question mark slowly in her heart.

Immediately thinking of Duan Rongrong's shocking remarks, Mu Jin suddenly felt that all the strength of his body was exhausted. He fumbled and sat down at the table, filling himself with herbal tea with his trembling hands.

"System, system." Her voice was shaking.

The system creaked like when the machine rusted, as if it was making a dying struggle.

Mu Jin couldn't, and brazenly grabbed the system, "System, all, you kindly tell me that the hostess is to me..." She paused and changed the question, "Do I still have hope to complete the task?"

The system squeezed for a while, as if she couldn't bear to see her being scared out of her body, and finally said: "Is there any hope? This has always only depended on the host itself, I can't be the master."

The system can't be the master when she is doing the task. When she is obliterated because she can't complete the task, the system can probably only say that this is the host's own sin. It can't be the master.

Mu Jin smiled bitterly, and for the time being left the question behind. After all, although the plot is progressing chaotically, it is still advancing in various forms, and it is not yet time to judge her mission as a failure.

When Mu Jin made the bed, she was still thinking that even if she really failed, it wouldn't be a big deal. She didn't have a bargaining chip, and a bet against the system was just her own life if she lost.

She sighed and lit the incense that would be lit every night, but when she reached out to get her clothes, she caught nothing. Then she remembered that the piece she was going to smoke was still holding in Duan Rongrong's arms.

This girl.

Mu Jin sighed helplessly. The left and right sides were just a piece of clothing. Whenever she remembered it, let her take care of it.

The feeling of leading the heroine for a day is much more energy-consuming than walking the plot alone. Mu Jin sat down on the bed tiredly, and just about to lie down, there was a knock on the door.

Mu Jin was a little horrified and ignited, remembering the scene of Emperor Yan's night visit, but still didn't dare to ignore it, "Who?"

"Jinwen, are you asleep?"

Zhang Mingxu's voice came from outside, maybe it was snowing again outside, and it was a little depressed by the wind.

When he heard that it was him, Mu Jin let go of his heart, and replied angrily: "Sleep, go on."

Zhang Mingxu was silent, "Only an outsider was there, and I didn't talk to you about some things."

"The new year is approaching. You must be cautious in any actions. You came to my house late at night. It is indeed a violation of the palace rules." Mu Jin searched for the reason, "Go back."

However, as soon as the words were spoken, she remembered that Duan Rongrong seemed to have left her room not long ago.

That's it.

She scratched her cheek and decided to ignore the special treatment for the heroine.

Zhang Mingxu outside the door did not know if he thought of this too. He stood alone for a long time and made sure that Mu Jin would not open the door for him. He calmly left a sentence of "rest well", and then the dark shadow outside the door Disappeared.

No matter what Zhang Mingxu thought, Mu Jin simply fell down and pulled the quilt: to sleep.

The next few days will only get busier.

When the time entered February, Mu Jin really became a "everything in the world." With Duan Rongrong, the two of them were as busy as two spinning tops about to take off.

On this day, Mu Jin just checked the sturgeon that was hurriedly transported for the New Year’s banquet. Turning around, Duan Rongrong came to urge that the reward for the Sixth Palace hadn’t been set up yet. His head became big, and he dragged her to the House of Internal Affairs. Hurry up.

Duan Rongrong looked at the place where Mu Jin was pulling her sleeves with bright eyes, remembering the coat that had been neatly folded by him under the pillow, and a bunch of blush floated on his cheeks.

Mu Jin didn't pay attention. After rushing to the House of Internal Affairs, he pushed Duan Rongrong next to her. The large number of rewards for the sixth house were placed on different trays in an orderly manner. The two began to count the money according to the complicated list.

Compared with the real history that Mu Jin has experienced, the concubines of today's Yan emperor are really not many, and the relative number of heirs is also relatively small. Only four princes and one princess have been born.

Among them, the three princes died early due to their youth and weakness, so now there are only the eldest prince, the second prince, the fifth prince, and the only princess named Anhe.

Mu Jin strictly divided the rewards according to their respective rules, and never used power for personal gains. The priceless antiques flowed past her eyes and placed them on their respective trays.

This is the first time Duan Rongrong has come into contact with so many babies since he came to ancient times. He watched Mu Jin orderly sorting them in a dazzling manner. After watching for a long time, he dizzyly gave up, and turned to staring admiringly. Mu Jin look.

Mu Jin was putting a famille rose flower amphorae on one of the trays. Suddenly he felt blessed, and thoughtfully opened the tray. The famous brand that was knocked down because of his rush, Wu Guiren's three big characters were listed on it. .

Duan Rongrong also saw it, his expression became subtle, and then he saw Mu Jin move the delicate vase away without expression and put it on the tray next to it.

"Noble Wu is just a noble person, and this bottle is only available if you are above a concubine." Mu Jin was expressionless.

Duan Rongrong endured forbearance, but still couldn't bear it, and let out a chuckle.

Mu Jin continued to sort the treasures blankly.

At this time, a little **** hurried in from outside the house, and hurriedly braked after touching Mu Jin's eye knife, and bowed respectfully: "Mr. Mu, there is news from Changshengxuan that Wu Guiren has just been diagnosed with being pregnant. On the Dragonborn..."

Duan Rongrong exclaimed "Ah", and Mu Jin also buzzed in his mind.

The little eunuch’s words were a bit unclear: "...I was named Wu 嫔 by the emperor." He smiled eagerly and cautiously, "Mr. Mu, look, Wu Gui... No, Wu 嫔 is this reward, isn’t it? Time to redistribute?"

"..."

With Duan Rongrong's weeping eyes, Mu Jin silently put the pink vase back into the tray marked "Wu Guiren".

"Go, change this brand." She threw the brand to the little eunuch.

The little **** nodded and left. Duan Rongrong immediately looked at Mu Jin with a straightforward heart. "Isn’t that Wu Guiren who was said to have been disfigured in the explosion? I saw me wearing a veil before. To be pregnant with the emperor’s child? Is the emperor too cold and cold."

Her words directly scared Mu Jin into a cold sweat, and she immediately looked around to confirm that there was no third person in the room, and scolded badly: "What nonsense! Who is the emperor's favor and needs your consent? Be careful with yourself Don’t know why it’s tongue, be careful not to be pulled out!"

After Duan Rongrong finished speaking, he realized that the words were out of place. Hearing Mu Jin scolded her and knew it was for her good, he just stuck out his tongue embarrassedly.

She pondered for a while, and was still a little worried: "She... she was in trouble when she was a noble person. Now that I have been promoted to the position of concubine, will I be finished?"

Mu Jin didn't say a word, and seemed to calmly put a dying gold wire fan on the tray just now.

Duan Rongrong's eyes dimmed a little, and he hung his head in silence.

"What are you afraid of." Mu Jin's faint voice came. Duan Rongrong raised his head impressively. Seeing Mu Jin did not lift his head, his white fingers lightly tapped on the crystal clear vase, which is even more exquisite and beautiful. Here, can she still tie you away from me?"

Duan Rongrong was so touched that he was about to call out "Mr. Mu" affectionately. Perhaps it was because of the instinct of a small animal that he looked up sensitively when someone approached outside the door.

Seeing the people walking by, her eyes were confused for a moment, and then with thin memories, she dug out the figure that was different from the present one from the corners of her mind, "Rong... guard?"

Mu Jin's subordinates paused, raised his eyes and glanced obliquely, facing Rong Feng's quiet and sharp eyes.

It seems that since he entered the barracks, every time I saw him, there was always something different from the last time.

When I saw it last time, the spirit of soaring to the sky hadn't stopped at all, like a sharp sword, which made people feel sharp.

And now he stood in front of Mu Jin again, the sharpness of the whole body had been reduced a lot, but the leopard-like eyes were deeper and contained invisible oppression, like a heavy blade without a front.

The once sharp little leopard has gradually grown into a calm beast king.

Rong Feng glanced at Duan Rongrong's face, nodded briefly as a response, and turned his gaze back to Mu Jin. When he spoke, his voice was slightly muted, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.

"They say you are here."

Mu Jin inexplicably heard a grievance that she secretly stayed here without finding a result for a long time.

She folds her fingers into a fist, and coughs slightly to her lips, concealing her embarrassment.

"Have you caught the wind and cold?" Rong Feng quickly followed up. Before Mu Jin could answer, he took off the black big body and put it on Mu Jin involuntarily. "In a few days, I will be able to leave the barracks. Come back and stay for a few days, and then I will give you the chestnut cake made in your house."

There was a faint smile in his deep eyes, "I have come in a hurry today and have not yet returned to the house."

…So the second man came to Xiumu, did he come to see her before he could go home?

The black big belly wrapped Mu Jin's charming and beautiful face, and she had a slightly dazed expression that she hadn't recovered. All of a sudden, the two people onlookers bowed their heads and took a breath: She is so cute!

"Mu Mu, Mu Mu!"

The system's call to hate iron and steel made Mu Jin regained his senses, realizing that he was wearing Rong Feng's clothes, and his face instantly turned ugly.

What the **** is this male second doing! In front of the hostess, what kind of diligence did she offer to the villain?

She was so angry that she was shaking a little, and tremblingly, she unlocked the buckle that Rong Feng had fastened to her, and threw it back to him. Busy business, I don’t have time to entertain you."

Duan Rongrong was watching Mu Jin and Rong Feng's interaction with a subtle expression, and when she heard her being so unkind, he secretly covered his mouth and smiled.

Once when she met these two people who had something to say, she took the initiative to go out knowingly and interestingly. Now she doesn't move anymore, just staying in place as if she was a KY.

With her here, Rong Feng didn't have much to say. He rolled Dashou with a good temper, watching Mu Jin lower his head to work again, and slowly said: "You... busy first, and I will go back to the palace during the annual vacation."

Mu Jin did not respond.

Rong Feng had long been used to it, and turned his face calmly and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he took a special look at Duan Rongrong, who was smiling.

Duan Rongrong was like a small animal that was frightened and exploded, staring at him as he walked away.

"Work." Mu Jin's cold voice came.

When the night had no stars and no moon, and it had just snowed the day before, it was the night that left one side to clarify.

A hurried palace lady walked through the imperial garden. After she deftly went around a hidden rockery, she knocked on the hidden stone between the two rocks.

If someone from the Changshengxuan is there, they will definitely recognize that this is actually the lady in charge next to Wu Guiren who has just been promoted to Wu Yu today, whose name is Qiaozhu.

She stayed where she was after knocking the stone, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, a man in the **** suit came out from the shadow of the rockery. He raised his calm eyes, revealing a handsome face.