The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Although Duan Rongrong’s shirt is not untidy, but after a whole night of scrutiny, the clothes on his body are also messy. Although he wears thick in winter, nothing can be leaked, but in the eyes of the feudal-thinking ancients, it is still quite Indecent.

She was so sloppy and sloppy, she threw herself at Mu Jin without wearing her shoes, as if she had finally seen her relatives after being thrown into the mountains and the countryside for several years.

Mu Jin was so serious and heavy by Gu Qing that she was knocked down.

But she didn't dare to let Duan Rongrong hug Duan Rongrong so dumbfounded, she had to turn her side and let Duan Rongrong jump into the air.

"Manager Mu." Duan Rongrong showed the aggrieved look again, "I feel that we have not seen each other for a long time, why are you still so cold."

"No," she realized something, looked around, and paused at Gu Qing, "wasn't it still night? I crossed again?"

Mu Jin wanted to help her forehead.

"Calm down." She drew coldly to stop Duan Rongrong's inattention, "Girls, see what you want now."

After someone interrupted, Gu Qing swallowed what he was about to say, and his brows gradually returned to the coldness of the past. He looked at Duan Rongrong and said, "It shouldn't be necessary to convey it for you now."

No need, Duan Rongrong is already energetically starting to ask: "Tell me what? Why am I here? What happened last night, why did I suddenly fall asleep?"

It was not that she hadn't noticed her abnormality, but Mu Jin was here, she didn't feel worried at all, just a little bit curious.

Mu Jin didn't intend to explain to her too much, and said coldly: "A small problem has now been solved. If you don't quickly organize yourself, do you plan to go out like this?"

Gu Qing glanced at her.

Duan Rongrong was present, and no matter what he wanted to say, he could only keep silent.

Mu Jin waited for a while with fear, and since seeing Gu Qing speaking in front of Rong Feng last night, she was really afraid that he would suddenly lose his mind and talk nonsense in front of Duan Rongrong.

Fortunately, Gu Qing's reason is still there, and he is still the elegant and indifferent doctor Gu.

"Miss Duan, let's freshen up here, and Gu will avoid it first." He finished politely and leaned slightly before turning around and leaving the room first.

Duan Rongrong was stroking her hair and clothes with her hands and feet. Seeing Gu Qing going out at this time, she couldn't help but stop moving, shyly and eagerly, she glanced at Mu Jin.

Mu Jin: I'm sorry, but I forgot that she is not a woman anymore.

She looked back at Duan Rongrong coldly, and followed out with her sleeves.

Gu Qing was waiting at the door, and it was very strange that they both stood at the door. Gu Qing was obviously aware of this, and temporarily took Mu Jin to the side hall to wait.

Fortunately, both of them are big officials. No matter what they do in Gu Qing's yard, no one dares to come forward and ask questions.

After all, the hospital was crowded, and Gu Qing just poured a cup of hot tea for Mu Jin, and the two did not talk too much.

Mu Jin also forgot half of the conversation that Gu Qing had just started.

After New Year's Eve, Mu Jin's affairs did not decrease. The New Year in the palace probably lasted until the fifteenth of the first lunar month, and this vigorous year was over.

She has never explained to Duan Rongrong what happened on New Year’s Eve, but the rumors in the palace about her and Yu Wenrui are so raging that they have not diminished with the passage of time. Duan Rongrong does not need to be told by her, and slowly knows. What's going on.

But this girl, who has always been carefree, didn't ask anything. Just like before, she followed Mu Jin to help her, and when she was busy, she even went to the big dining room to get chestnut cakes for her to eat.

When she put the food box with chestnut cakes on the table again, Mu Jin couldn't hold back her breath: "You are not curious, why are there such rumors in the palace?"

Duan Rongrong took out the chestnut cake and looked at it with big eyes, "You said it is a rumor, of course I don't care."

As a modern heroine, she knows the truth of the trio becoming tigers. It's not that she has never had speculation and doubt, but she just chooses to believe in Mu Jin.

Mu Jin was silent, wondering if he should explain to the heroine that she and the heroine had no legs.

In fact, after New Year's Eve, she hadn't even seen Yu Wenrui's face. The rumor in the palace had been chasing after others, but for some reason, Yu Wenrui never stopped.

Even if the emperor allowed the rumors to ferment, how dare other people who know the truth speak.

Even Mu Jin, who has always wanted to refute the rumors.

"I……"

As soon as she opened her head with difficulty, Duan Rongrong picked up a chestnut cake and stuffed it into her mouth in her horrified eyes.

Mu Jin:! ! !

She glared at Duan Rongrong with eyes that could kill people, but Duan Rongrong didn't feel it. He clapped her hands and handed her a glass of water. "You clever people's twists and turns, I don't understand, Mr. Mu doesn't have to. Explain it specifically to me."

She smiled, "I just need to follow Mr. Mu. I will do whatever you ask me to do. I will definitely order and move one by one, so I don't want to cause you trouble."

Mu Jin: I gave me chestnut cake and made me choke on this, but I didn't let you do it.

But as she looked at Duan Rongrong's sincere smile, the light in her eyes gradually softened.

Although Duan Rongrong doesn't know what he says, he has the intuition of a small animal. Seeing that Mu Jin has no signs of anger, he excitedly talked about the gossip he just heard today: "By the way, Mr. Mu, have you heard about Wu Yan? "

Mu Jin has been busy supervising the Lantern Festival all day: "What happened to her?"

"Wu Yu, she is actually a fake pregnancy!" Duan Rongrong couldn't help but flushed, "Hahahahahaha, she was actually a fake pregnancy! A fake belly, what to do with us, is really fortunate for her to figure it out."

Wu Bie is a fake pregnancy?

Mu Jin was startled, but it wasn't too surprising.

On New Year's Eve, she had this suspicion. As a pregnant person, not only was she a little bit too vigorous, but when Gu Qing mentioned her belly, her first reaction was actually a guilty conscience.

It is also expected that it has been revealed now.

It was this period of time that was busy for her, and almost forgot that there was such a number one person, after all, it was not a palace drama to wear.

Duan Rongrong was still on the other side: "I heard that she was put under house arrest by the emperor in Changshengxuan on New Year's Eve, but because of the New Year, she has not been dealt with. Now the year is over, the emperor ordered Doctor Gu to get her pulse personally. The demolition is actually a fake pregnancy."

She was full of schadenfreude, "Now let's see how she ends up." Then she cheered again, "I don't have to worry about her coming to us anymore. It's great!"

Mu Jin looked at her excited face, but there was a new level of thought in her heart.

I don't know whether the pure joy of the heroine can continue after Wu Yan's trial.

Moreover, Wu's downfall always made her feel unreliable. Whether it was based on common sense or Wu's performance, there must be people behind her who supported her.

Who will it be, noble concubine?

No, she has seen the imperial concubine. The imperial concubine’s eyes are not those of conspiracy, and under any circumstances, the imperial concubine has never been the opposite of her...

and many more.

Mu Jin suddenly remembered that on New Year's Eve, when she heard Gu Qing expressing something to Wu Bi's belly, she seemed to see Wu Bi's eyes searching for something in the crowd.

It's not that when there is no target, you just wander around indiscriminately and confusedly, but you are searching for someone with a purpose.

And when Wu Bie stared in a certain direction, the panic on her face suddenly turned into desperate despair.

At the place she was looking at, the person standing was--

"Mr. Mu, what are you thinking about?" Duan Rongrong spread his fingers and shook in front of Mu Jin. "Tonight is Mid-Autumn Festival. What kind of stuffing mooncake do you like, I'll get it for you!"

"I don't like moon cakes." Mu Jin replied subconsciously, and sullenly circled the letter submitted by his subordinates to indicate that he had read it.

Duan Rongrong sat next to her discouragedly, with his forearms overlapped on the table, cushioning his chin.

She raised her eyes and looked at Mu Jin: "Mr. Mu, you seem to have things you can't finish thinking about every day, and you can't finish your work. How can you stand it."

Mu Jin's pen paused, and Fengyan squinted at Duan Rongrong's eager face.

Duan Rongrong always felt that she was looking at waste.

Mu Jin is indeed angry, because the hero and the hero are extremely uncooperative, and her villain is useless now.

The hostess is not at all guarding against her. No matter what she wants to do, the two of them can't wait to raise their hands and feet to fully support. What else does this let her play? Instead, I was worried that the movements would be too big and accidentally killed them.

Duan Rongrong was faint for a moment. Watching Mu Jin lowered his eyes to read the letter again, and then forcibly cheered up, propped his chin with one hand, and tried his best to put on the cutest expression, "Mr. Mu, all I know is for so long. You like chestnut cakes, you didn’t tell me yourself...what else do you like? What are you eating, using, or entertainment...?"

Her words were automatically muted when Mu Jin looked over again.

Mu Jin said: "You don't do business all day."

For example, think about how to connect with the male protagonist, at least let him know you first.

"Think about this mess."

See what the villain likes.

"No progress at all."

Not enterprising!

"Do you want to die?"

I think you want me to die.

Duan Rongrong's flattering smile froze on his face.

She looked at Mu Jin with a gloomy expression and didn't even lift her head. She shrank into a small ball.

Mu, Mr. Mu is still so fierce, she's so scared.

Perhaps it was due to the ritual system of the Dayan Kingdom, which paid too much attention to the relationship between New Year’s Eve and the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. There was not much busyness. Mu Jin took the people around the palaces and courtyards and gave them the Lantern Festival There is nothing wrong with sending it.

When he walked to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Mu Jin hesitated several times at the door, just in time to see Li Lian's little apprentice Shuijin coming out, and hurriedly asked: "Shuijin?"

Shui Jin straightened his body, turned his head to see Mu Jin, and didn't know what he had thought of. His immature face blushed abruptly, and it took a moment for him to react. He ran all the way to Mu Jin without daring to look at Mu. Jin.

"What's Mr Mu's order?"

Mu Jin didn't notice his abnormality, and only treated him as a servant in front of the emperor. It was difficult for the child to exhaust him, and he waved his hand to let the people behind him pass the Lantern Festival.

"I still have a copy of the Sannomiya and Sixth Institutes to send. For the emperor's sake, you are responsible for sending it in."

She was still fortunate in her heart. Fortunately, she saw the child Shuijin instead of his annoying master.

Shui Jin stunned his head and was stuffed with a food box. When he saw Mu Jin turned and was about to leave, he stomped and trot in front of her, and said with a smile: "Mr. Mu, this Lantern Festival, is it because you personally send it to your Majesty? Better?"

Seeing Mu Jin frowned, he quickly added: "You haven't seen Master Long live for several days, and he always talks about you."

Who knows that it's okay if he doesn't say this, but Mu Jin feels upset when he says it.

The male protagonist does not reflect on why the rumors spread with the villain, so that the world will not be confused about her?

"It's not that I don't want to see your Majesty, but you saw it too." Mu Jinang raised his chin and motioned him to look at the long string of food boxes behind him, "I really can't get out of my body, so you can tell your Majesty and be patient. Wait a minute, ah."

She realized that this was too arrogant, and said: "Tell your Majesty that I made this bowl of Lantern Festival by myself, so I should pay for it."

After speaking, she raised her head and walked past Shuijin without squinting, leaving him with a dazzling back.

Shui Jin held the food box by himself, and when Mu Jin disappeared with people around the corner, he muttered: "This Director Mu is really getting rarer and rarer... No wonder Long Live is thinking about her all day long. ."

Speaking of Long Live Lord, Shui Jin shuddered slightly when he thought of Yu Wenrui's face that didn't even see a smile during the festive season.

He glanced at the food box in his hand, and there was no way to think about it, so he entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony with a bitter expression.

Whoever made him the lowest position could not find a second scapegoat at all.

The quiet, bright candles in the Hall of Supreme Harmony are shrouded in exquisite lampshades, and unless there is a strong wind, it will never cause swaying.

If you shook the eyes of the long live master, it would be better for their young eunuchs on duty.

Shuijin stepped in quietly, and immediately turned around and closed the heavy door. He didn't dare to look up, and knelt outside the screen and said, "My Majesty, the slave Shuijin asks for you."

There was silence in the screen, and Yu Wenrui made no sound, only a slight sound of reading memorials sounded behind.

Then came Li Lian's voice: "I don't know any good or bad little bastard, haven't you seen your Majesty busy? What's the matter?"

Shui Jin was trained by the master, and said bitterly: "Back to your majesty, it is Mr. Mu that sent the fifteen Lantern Festival..."

Before he finished his words, he heard the sound of reading the memorial in the screen stop.

"Ms. Mu sent it?" Yu Wenrui couldn't hear the joy or anger in her tone. "She didn't forget me."

Repeatedly played the folded sound.

Shuijin scared the whole person to tremble on the ground.

There is a hint of danger in Yu Wenrui's voice, "They have all come to the gate of the Supreme Harmony Hall, why don't they come in personally?"

Shui Jin was about to lie on the ground, praying in his heart that Long Live Lord's fire would not be on his body, while quietly complaining that Mu Jin had let him come to the tip of the fire.

In the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony, who didn't know that the emperor's mood was very bad these days, he told Mu Jin that the emperor was waiting for her, that was really not a lie.

Originally, his Majesty made preparations the next day and ordered him to prepare Mr. Mu's favorite chestnut cake, and said that he would bring it to her when she came to apologize, so that she could be relieved and said that his majesty did not blame her.

Who knows if you can't wait for a second time, when your Majesty couldn't help sending someone to listen to the news, Mr. Mu had already taken the little palace lady named Duan Rongrong and was running around the palace.

This can stabbed a hornet's nest.

In addition, there was another thing about Wu Yu, your Majesty's face, but there was no smile for several days.

Don't laugh, even the brows are rarely stretched.

Even if your Majesty no longer mentions them, who is on duty in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, I don't know who the Majesty is thinking about, and why is it so full of lawsuits?

Shui Jin sighed, and still didn't forget the words of Long Live Master tremblingly: "Manager Mu, Mr. Mu said that she made this bowl of Lantern Festival by herself, as an apologize to your Majesty. She is really busy now and can't get away. "

"She made it by herself?" Yu Wenrui chewed the word. "She is better than me, the emperor."

Shui Jin didn't dare to speak any more, just lay on the ground like this, waiting for the emperor to let her down.

After an unknown amount of time, Shuijin stared at his cold sweat falling from the tip of his nose to the ground, and did not dare to reach out to wipe it.

Yu Wenrui's voice faintly came from above: "Li Lian."

Li Lian answered, not waiting for Yu Wenrui to say more, walked up to Shuijin and took the things in his hand, taking advantage of the moment when his eyes crossed when he looked up, Li Lian made a color at the door.

Shui Jin understood, and after giving the things to his master, he quietly retreated.

Yu Wenrui looked at the bowl of Lantern Festival Li Liangong respectfully placed in front of him, the white waxy round circles sinking and floating in the white soup, it was filled with a somewhat seductive aroma.

Yu Wenrui held the porcelain spoon, stirred it several times in the bowl, and suddenly said, "Li Lian, are you afraid of death?"

Li Lian was startled, the hairs on his neck stood up, but there was a subtle smile on his face, "Long live master, slaves are naturally afraid of death."

Yu Wenrui laughed, "Everyone is afraid of death, but why does she have to challenge my bottom line again and again?"

Li Lian naturally knew who he was talking about. No one in the palace dared to say anything in front of the emperor about that person. Moreover, he also knew that the emperor was not asking him.

So Li Lian lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, standing aside respectfully, doing his best to be an emotional trash can.

Yu Wenrui didn't expect him to give any response. After speaking, he scooped up a Yuanxiao and sent it into his mouth.

Li Lian silently watched the emperor eat the dishes that had not been inspected by Shang Juelu, and did not dare to say a word.

Yu Wenrui took a bite, frowned slightly, and put the half-bitten Yuanxiao back into the bowl.

When he spoke again, he had no longer had the repression of despair.

"Sure enough, it's chestnut paste filling again. Does she really like this thing?" Yu Wenrui said, with a smile line on her lips, "Sweet and greasy voice, I don't know what's delicious."

What can Li Lian say? He can only continue to think of himself as a trash can, standing there without daring to move.

At this time, someone outside the hall asked to see him again. Yu Wenrui glanced at Li Lian, and Li Lian said loudly, "Go in—"

One person dressed in a flying fish suit with a long knife on his waist, walked neatly and quickly, kneeling down on one knee underneath, "My subordinates have seen your Majesty."

"Yeah." Yu Wenrui said, "Since you took over as the leader of Flying Fish Guard, you have rarely seen you in such a hurry. What's the point?"

The man underneath raised his head, and it was indeed Jiang Yan who had followed Mu Jin to the epidemic area in the west of the city.

Jiang Yan said: "Please allow your subordinates to play alone."

Yu Wenrui nodded and agreed.

Jiang Yan got up, came to Yu Wenrui's side, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The martial artist controlled his voice very delicately, and even Li Lian, who was standing at the back, didn't hear anything at all.

Of course, if he still wanted his own life, he would have deliberately avoided suspicion and looked away.

Yu Wenrui understands the truth that eggs cannot be put in a basket. Everyone under his team performs their duties. Once someone wants to cross the boundary, the consequences are beyond his ability to bear.

After Yu Wenrui listened carefully, Jiang Yan whispered again: "What do you think your Majesty should do?"

Yu Wenrui raised his eyes to look at Li Lian, and the flames that ignited inside surprised him suddenly.

Just listen to Yu Wenrui: "Isn't it a coincidence? The cat was about to escape after stealing, but he didn't pay attention, his tail was still in the hunter's hand."

After Mu Jin walked through the Sixth Palace, he gave away a circle of Lantern Festival.

Of course, she didn't have to be sent to each palace in person, she only went to a few higher-rank concubines, and other remote palaces were sent by her subordinates.

Anyhow, it was fifteen today, and Mu Jin did not leave Duan Rongrong too late. Now Wu Bie has been locked up. For the time being, except for herself, she did not threaten the existence of the heroine, so she let her go back to rest in advance.

Although Duan Rongrong was reluctant when he left, he didn't seem to want to go back.

Mu Jin didn't care, she saw this female protagonist who didn't want to be motivated and just wanted to stay by the villain and wait to die, and she suddenly felt a myocardial infarction.

Thinking of finally throwing the bear child out of the door, I can finally relax without facing any of the characters in the plot. Who would think that as soon as her hair was half untied, the door was knocked loudly.

Zhang Mingxu's tone is urgent, and his Qing Run's voice has always been sharpened because of his anxiety: "Jin Wen! Jin Wen, have you fallen asleep?"

Mu Jin held a long hair with flowing clouds:...

Can these people let her take a day off? Unrestricted overtime can really kill people!

In a moment of desperation, she had no time to tie her untied long hair back again, so she untied the remaining half as well, and then hurriedly tied it, then put on a hat to cover up all traces.

Mu Jin, who was disturbed by the rare "vacation", opened the door, her expression gloomy enough without pretending, "What's the matter?"

Since Zhang Mingxu was thrown out by her to deal with the alien party, he has not returned to the palace for some time. I didn't expect that he just came back after the New Year's tail. The first thing is to look for Mu Jin as if the sky is falling.

When Zhang Mingxu saw her opening the door, he couldn't even wait to speak, his body was faster than his mouth, and he grasped Mu Jin's shoulders as soon as he met him.

Mu Jin forgot to resist in astonishment, and he pushed the room hard.

Zhang Mingxu had always felt gloomy for her, either respectful or polite, or quiet and gloomy. Apart from accidentally kicking him last time, it was the first time that he showed such a fierce reaction, and for a while, he forgot to resist.

Zhang Mingxu seemed to breathe out, he opened his mouth empty, "Jinwen, I was not careful--"

"Manager Mu, are you there?"

Mu Jin looked at Zhang Mingxu's ugly expression, and then at the knocked door.

What is going on today, is she so lively here at night?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Mu Jin seems to be calm, but in fact, he has put up a vigilant defense.

She narrowed her pupils slightly, like a cat lit up its attacking paws in the dark.

"Mr. Mu, if you haven't slept yet, just squeak. Long live master would like to ask. If you don't respond, I can't explain it."

Mu Jin heard that this was Li Lian. She looked at Zhang Mingxu's face fading with naked eyes, and there was panic and regret in her eyes, and she probably had a spectrum in her heart.

"I'm here." She replied outside.

Zhang Mingxu shook her shoulders and slipped down weakly.

For the first time, a look similar to fear and cowardice appeared on his face. He licked his lips, but could only call out her name: "Jinwen..."

The younger brother is the younger brother, even if he has the heart to stand up as a genuine villain, it is still difficult to achieve.

Mu Jin sighed, just glanced at him lightly.

If Li Lian came to find him personally, plus Zhang Mingxu's performance, how could she not guess, it must be Zhang Mingxu who stabbed Louzi while doing something.

If the situation is better, it won't reveal the fact that she has two minds, but it will end up unfavorably.

But if you point your back, Yu Wenrui will discover something if you are not sure. At this time, Lilian will be sent over, I am afraid that he has made up the idea to take her away.

Presumably Zhang Mingxu also knew the situation at this moment more clearly. He thought that Mu Jin would be furious or panic when he committed such a big mistake.

After all, this move may put their efforts over the years in vain, and even those who are determined no matter how determined they are, it is impossible to take it lightly.

But Mu Jin just glanced at him lightly and didn't even say a word.

Li Lian's urging came from outside the door, and Mu Jin responded and hooked her lips to Zhang Mingxu.

The eyebrows are charming and graceful.

Zhang Mingxu was stunned for a while.

Then he saw that Mu Jin drew a chilly dagger from the sleeve of his formidable robe.

Holding the dagger with her thin white fingers, she struck her left forearm harshly without hesitation.