The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Yes.

what is it then?

Know this, or know this person?

Mu Jin forced his gaze into a straight line, stopped asking questions, but fully revealed that if he didn't explain clearly to her, he would be in a different place in the next second.

Zhong Rudao: "Actually, when my subordinates came today, there was also something to tell, which is related to this letter."

Mu Jin nodded lightly and motioned for him to continue.

"The last time Mei Jun ordered his subordinates to pay attention to Zhang Mingxu's dynamics, his subordinates never neglected." There is no extra emotion on Zhong Ru's face in the coffin, as if everything is a recorded fact, he is only a statement of facts. "The subordinates discovered that he had once returned to the place where the alien party was."

Mu Jin straightened her body, her serious eyes expressed her interest.

"Last time the Qing suppressed the alien party, it was in Anfo Mountain, where the terrain is dangerous and easy to defend and difficult to attack, but there have been no grass bandits sitting here. May Jun knows why this is?"

Mu Jin frowned, her sullen gaze stuck to him.

"Since when has it been your turn to ask me questions?"

I don't know if it was her illusion. I always felt that a smile flashed in Zhongru's eyes like those glass beads.

"Subordinates are convicted."

Zhong Ru lowered his head to plead guilty, and when he lifted it up again, it turned into an inorganic color.

"Because next to Anfo Mountain, the Rong Family Army’s eight thousand cavalry regiment is located, and now the leader of this regiment is Rong Feng, the only son of Lieutenant Rong, who is already in the rank of deputy general."

Zhong Ru's sight seemed to fall on Mu Jin's face inadvertently.

"With the suppression of General Rong, the local area can be called the cleanest place in Yanjing. The nearby residents can be free of money and roads, let alone the existence of grass bandits or rebels."

Rong Feng...?

Mu Jin was in a daze.

Hearing this name again, I always feel that he hasn't appeared in her life for a long time.

There is no more chestnut cake that is no longer like a shadow, there is no figure that doesn't know where it came from like a ghost, and there is no more weird brain hole that was born from nowhere.

But thinking about it carefully, it took Rong Feng only half a year from leaving the palace and stepping out of the comfort zone of Yanjing nobles to enter the barracks.

"It's only six months...Has he already become a lieutenant?"

"Yes."

Mu Jin suddenly came back to his senses.

After hearing Zhong Ru's answer, she realized that she actually asked what she was thinking.

A faint light flashed in Zhong Ru's eyes.

"Until the task of suppressing the alien party was handed over to Jun Zimei, I was shocked to realize that such a group of people was hidden in Anfo Mountain."

"They appeared out of thin air, and when they knew that someone was going to encircle and suppress, and there was a military camp nearby, they did not choose to evacuate, but waited for Zhang Mingxu to come, just to call out your name."

The more I listened, the more conspiracy became.

Mu Jin's face was deep, and it seemed that everything Zhongru said was within her expectations.

In fact, she is thinking carefully about where she is showing her feet and revealing her identity as a villain. Otherwise, how could those alien parties end up fighting on their own and have to get in touch with her?

That's right, Mu Jin guessed that they were so high profile to get in touch with her.

In the original work, this alien party also had its name. They were taken by Mu Jin and used as evidence to threaten Hui Kang Sheng and force Hui Kang Sheng to use it for himself.

There was only one reason why they could be easily subdued by Mu Jin.

This alien party army is the remnant of the old part of Xiqiang.

They recognized Mu Jin's royal blood, so they decided to follow her, and Mu Jin didn't take much effort at all.

But in this world, Mu Jin didn't get in touch with them in advance. They said Mu Jin's name in public, through whose instruction?

"They said that the name of Mei Jun was instructed by the nine-sect admiral Hui Kangsheng. Zhang Mingxu also found a letter similar to this letter in Anfoshan, but he burned it immediately after reading it. Didn't see everything." Zhong Rudao.

So far, Zhong Ru told Mu Jin what he knew about this incident.

Mu Jin buckled his fingertips on the table, and looked around Zhong Ru's straight body like a scabbard, and an idea came up.

"Zhong Ru."

"Subordinates are here."

"How are you?"

Although Zhong Ru was still expressionless, Mu Jin felt that his eyes seemed startled.

With a calm tone, he said, "The subordinate is the younger brother selected by Mei Jun himself, how can I disappoint Mei Jun."

Brother?

Mu Jin grinned and controlled the arc that he wanted to tilt upwards.

How did he know this word? Could it be that she had muttered what she was saying in her heart, just like before?

But no matter what, the word came out from Zhong Ru's mouth seriously, how funny it looked.

"Get ready." She stood up and made a decision, "Tomorrow I will make some arrangements, and then you will take me out of the palace."

Zhong Ru's face fluctuated, and he looked up at her in surprise.

"If there is no order from the emperor, I am afraid..."

Mu Jin raised the corners of her mouth, her brows and her eyebrows fascinated by the candlelight.

"So I said, you take me out of the palace."

Not to mention what thoughts were turning under Zhong Ru's facial paralyzed face, Mu Jin made this decision after many thoughts.

Now the plot is no longer on the original line. Even if she holds the script in her hand, she only knows a few more clues than others. I am afraid that no one knows what happened.

And after Zhang Mingxu's rebellion and the collapse of the male lead and male partner one after another, to be honest, she didn't dare to trust the plot characters anymore.

This alien party is a very crucial point. Unless she personally explores it, she can't let go of anything.

After all, it involves the Xiqiang old race. After experiencing the dreams of the original owners, Mu Jin became more familiar and familiar with this race.

After Zhong Ru left, Zhong Ru broke the flame heart of the candlelight with his fingers. After the flame trembling for a while, the whole room fell into darkness.

The decision was made, but Mu Jin couldn't leave the palace by saying that he was out of the palace.

The setting of the Dayan Dynasty was somewhat similar to that of the Qing Dynasty. Not only was the **** not allowed to interfere in foreign affairs, but even from the moment he entered the palace gate, he had no hope of leaving the palace again in his life.

Once someone has escaped from the palace and is found, the fate can refer to the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

It's a small matter if you die, and it will bring harm to your family. This is an inexcusable sin in ancient times where loyalty and filial piety were important.

Therefore, Zhong Ru’s astonishment is understandable. He is not a real eunuch. It is strange to hear that Mu Jin, a "true eunuch", wants to sneak out of the palace.

However, Mu Jin was alone and had no such concerns.

Early the next morning, Mu Jin meditated on the matter and opened the door, planning to supervise the work of the palace people, and stop by to see how the little princess was.

However, as soon as he opened the door, Mu Jin was almost hit by two figures standing in front of the door.

Mu Jin:...

She raised her eyelids, and her sullen and speechless gaze shifted from Duan Rongrong, who was holding the water basin and looking attentively, to the little princess who stared at her without blinking.

"You..." Mu Jin said hesitantly, "Are you afraid that I will get up late like yesterday?"

Duan Rongrong and An He wanted to talk at the same time, but An He was obviously slower. Duan Rongrong had already squeezed into the house first, washed the towels diligently and sent them to Mu Jin's hands.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Mu, don't I wait for you to get up every morning?"

She deliberately bit the word "every day" to show that another talent has ulterior motives.

Although An He slowed down, she quickly raised her leg and followed in. She is a princess, even if she loses power again, she will not be like Duan Rongrong. She will blatantly please Mu Jin, and she will not behave when she hears her choke, just looking at Mu Jin. Exuding a somewhat lonely look.

Mu Jin immediately thought that she had just lost her mother, and now living alone in the huge Luoxue Pavilion all day, she must be even more lonely and deserted.

So she reprimanded: "You girl, it's really getting smaller and smaller. On such a cold day, when you see the princess standing outside, don't you know how to knock on the door?"

Duan Rongrong looked at the little princess who was not wearing a thick dress. She must have softened her heart. He didn't refute anything, but just gave a low reply.

Neither of them saw the corners of the little princess's lips that quickly turned up and fell down immediately.

"I'm hungry." An He walked over, pulling Lala Mujin's clothes corner, "Luo Xue Ge is no longer in charge, I have nothing to eat."

As soon as these words came out, let alone Mu Jin, Duan Rongrong was also startled.

"You... I mean the princess," she saw Mu Jin's stern eyes, and she immediately changed her mouth, and almost bit her tongue. "Hiss...The princess is also a princess, how could she be so miserable?"

An He lowered his eyes and pressed his lips tightly, not wanting to answer.

Mu Jin secretly scolded herself for how to ignore such an important matter.

When Huigui was there, the little princess couldn't get enough to eat and wear. Now that Huigui is dead, and the emperor has not ordered her to be adopted by any concubine, naturally no one is willing to care about her.

But she couldn't say it clearly, instead she frowned, looking at An He with a little dissatisfaction.

"Didn't you tell you the location of the dining room? What can you do if you can't even feed yourself."

If you haven’t eaten it, won’t you go get it yourself, cub!

Mu Jin suppressed his distress, and wanted to treat her very hard.

But An He saw her reaction, and a little panic suddenly appeared in her calm eyes. Her hand holding Mu Jin's sleeve was originally loose, but at this time she used force to tighten it.

"I...I'm just not in the mood to go for a while." An He hurriedly raised his head, "I can feed myself, you... don't think I am troublesome."

Mu Jin:...

How did she scare the little girl like this.

Could it be that her villain aura has been cultivated to the utmost level?

An He thought that Mu Jin disliked her, and was at a loss and annoyed. He had known that he would not pretend to be that way. Wouldn't it be said that a weak and poor child would arouse people's pity? Why is this person so special.

Then she felt a soft and slender hand covering her head and rubbed it indiscriminately.

That hand didn't seem to be accustomed to doing this kind of action, it was messy and unstructured, and it almost messed up her hair bun, not at all as gentle as a mother-in-law.

But when he felt the strength of that hand, An He quickly lowered his head, not wanting people to see his real wet eyes.

Seeing her lowering her head, Mu Jin only regarded her as shy, and turned to Duan Rongrong and said, "Go get some food."

There is a princess, it is not suitable for them to eat breakfast in the dining place of the palace.

This time Duan Rongrong did not complain as much as before, and immediately nodded in understanding, turned around and went out.

Mu Jin wanted a hearty breakfast. No one would be embarrassed by her. Duan Rongrong easily brought back a large table of hearty breakfast. After setting the table and chopsticks, he just wanted to quit, but was stopped by Mu Jin.

"Girl." Mu Jin sat next to Anhe, "You stay too."

Duan Rongrong blinked and ran back from the door with a swift of smoke, and asked eagerly by the table, "Then can I eat it?"

Mu Jin wanted to laugh when she looked at her pitifully, but she forcibly tensed her face.

"You don't want to eat, and I can't force you not."

"I think, think!" Duan Rongrong nodded quickly, and sat on Mu Jin's other side without seeing anything.

She had long been used to eating with Mu Jin. At this time, a little girl was added. Although she was a princess, it did not affect her appetite.

She watched the little princess carefully pick up the food in front of her. It was inconvenient to do anything with short arms and legs. She thought sadly that this was also a pitiful little girl without a father and no mother.

Her father is equal to not having it.

I also thought that I had also suddenly left my own world. There was no father and no mother in this place, and suddenly I had some love and compassion for the little princess.

Duan Rongrong watched Mu Jin sitting in the middle, not eating and sleeping, every move was so indifferent and indifferent, he stood up and took the initiative to serve Anhe a bowl of soup.

In response to An He's surprised eyes, she showed a gentle smile, and her voice softened a bit, "Princess, this is cucumber egg soup, if it weren't for Mr. Mu's light, it would not be easy to drink it here."

She put in a porcelain spoon carefully, with an imperceptible expectation in her eyes, "If the princess doesn't dislike it, please try it."

Mu Jin watched her behavior, not only did not stop it, but also withdrew back calmly, so that Duan Rongrong could serve the soup for the little princess.

An He looked at the soup in front of him, and after a moment he stretched out his hand and took a big sip.

"Yeah," she said lowly. "It's delicious."

Duan Rongrong's eyes brightened, and he completed two beautiful crescents.

She generally looked at Mu Jin inviting credit, with two strong words flashing in her eyes: compliment me.

Mu Jin glanced at her, lowered his head and brought a shrimp dumpling in his mouth.

Duan Rongrong saw the arc of her mouth that was not obvious but actually existed. Duan Rongrong immediately felt a rush of heat all over her body, and her whole body was full of energy.

After this breakfast, the atmosphere between the young girl and the young girl eased significantly.

Although they occasionally made small pushes for whoever stood closer to Mu Jin, most of the time, they were quite harmonious.

Arranging things took longer than Mu Jin had imagined, and it had been two more days before she arranged the affairs of the palace properly and was about to leave the palace.

That night, Duan Rongrong and An He accompanied Mu Jin for dinner, and were about to go back to each palace as usual. Mu Jin stopped them from behind in an unprecedented manner.

"Princess, girl."

Two heads, one big and one small, quickly turned back, looking at her expectantly.

"..." They look at her with this look before leaving every day. What are they looking forward to?

Doubts flashed in his mind, and Mu Jin ignored the small eyes of these two people as usual.

"Listen well, I'll be out of the palace tonight." Mu Jin raised his hand, presciently preventing the two people from vying to open their mouths, and continued with their gazes, "This is not a discussion, but It’s a notice."

Her sharp eyes scanned the faces of the two of them. "I have my own plan. The affairs in the palace are already arranged. You are willing to cooperate with me. Naturally, if you don't cooperate..."

A tall and tall figure appeared quietly in a dark place that could not be illuminated by the candlelight.

Duan Rongrong looked at Mu Jin in a daze, An He glanced back keenly, and after meeting Zhong Ru's gaze, a bright light flashed in his eyes.

Mu Jin's voice was low and soft, full of grace and viciousness, "If you don't cooperate, you can only wronged the two of you to sleep here for a few days."

Zhong Ru came up from the dark and stood silently behind the two girls, his muscles all ready to go. Only after Mu Jin gave the order, he let the two girls sleep until they fell asleep. come back.

Although Duan Rongrong didn't know what he was going to do, the little animal's natural instinct still made her feel a trace of danger. She shrank her neck and looked at Mu Jin sadly.

"Mr. Mu, you will come out as soon as you leave. If you scare us into doing anything, we can still go to the emperor and sue you for failure."

This silly girl.

Mu Jin ignored her muttering and turned to look at An He, "How does the princess plan?"

An He had been staring at Zhong Ru. He turned his attention away, and did not say that he was worthy of cooperation. Instead, he asked: "This person, he can martial arts, right?"

Mu Jin was inexplicable, but still answered truthfully: "Yes."

An He's eyes burned, and he couldn't help taking a step forward, a flush of excitement appeared on his thin cheeks.

"I have a request." She glanced at Zhong Ru again, "You let him teach me martial arts, and I will listen to you what you say."

Zhong Ru's Yu Guang glanced at her slightly, looked at Mu Jin and waited for her order.

Mu Jin did not expect that the little princess would make such a request. In the original work, she did not rely on martial arts to help the original owner, but this request was also harmless, and Mu Jin had no reason to refuse.

Seeing her silence, An He misunderstood the wrong meaning. She anxiously grabbed Mu Jin's hand and begged: "I know what you are worried about. Even if I know martial arts, I won't defy you. You let me Learn, I can do more for you, I swear!"

She actually felt that Mu Jin was afraid that she would be ambitious after she learned martial arts, and no longer obey her.

Mu Jin could even feel cold sweat oozing out of the little hand holding her, which was obviously extremely nervous.

This allowed Mu Jin to maintain the mission heart set by the villain, and in a flash, he was almost moved.

She raised one eyebrow, and her beautiful face was half-clear under the candlelight, making it more intriguing.

"Even if you learn it, what? I still have this confidence." Mu Jin looked at An He's suddenly bright eyes, "but it can't be him."

An He pursed his lips, weighed it quickly, and said, "It's not him, but you can't fool me. Just find someone who only knows how to make a three-legged cat and give it to me."

"Little girl, I have a lot of thought." Mu Jin couldn't hold back, and gently squeezed the little princess's serious face, "Don't worry, I will choose the candidate. Where can I dare to perfuse the princess."

An He let her squeeze her face in a daze, and it took a while to reflect, and quickly let go of her hand and took a few large steps back, covering the squeezed face, feeling a strange heat.

This...what's going on.

Why is she so...sensitive to this person's touch.

An He tried his best to control the heat of his cheeks, but the more he controlled the heat, the worse he was. He had just held the palm of the man's hand in a hurry, and he started to sweat and burned his cheeks uncomfortably.

Mu Jin saw that she stepped back and stopped talking. When she didn't trust herself, she shook her head and smiled secretly, turning to Duan Rongrong and said, "I may be away for about two or three days. During this time, you have to stay in the palace and handle it for me. Affairs, protect the princess, have you heard?"

However, Duan Rongrong stared blankly in the direction of An He, turning a deaf ear to Mu Jin's words.

Mu Jin's face sank, and her tone became dangerous, "Don't let me ask again."

"What?" Duan Rongrong was keenly aware of the danger, and turned her head in a daze. He saw Mu Jin looking at her, and she didn't care what she had said to herself. He said aggrievedly, "Mr. Mu is so eccentric, so For a long time, you haven't touched my face..."

Mu Jin:?

What strange language is the hostess uttering?

She could feel that the expression in Zhong Ru's eyes that had remained unchanged for thousands of years had become weird.

Controlling the urge to hold his forehead, Mu Jin's expression became very ugly, "No matter, I count on you, it is better to count on a piece of barbecued pork."

Duan Rongrong curled his lips and said unwillingly, "After eating the barbecued pork, it is gone. I can continue to eat it after eating it."

Mu Jin... Mu Jin wanted to show a horrified expression.

"Ah." Duan Rongrong sorted out his emotions and nodded firmly, "Mr. Mu, don't worry, you trust me so much, I will definitely not let you down!"

And An He was silent, and Mu Jin took it as her acquiescence.

After finally confessing the mess, Mu Jin nodded to Zhong Ru, and finally exhorted before leaving, "You remember, when I am away, you can't be reckless and impulsive."

Duan Rongrong and An He both nodded.

Mu Jin took a few steps, and couldn't help but turn around, "If the emperor declares me, I will say that I am infected with the cold and it is not suitable to face the saint."

The two nodded again.

What more should Mu Jin say? This is the second time she left her own cabbage. The result of the last time was so tragic that she had lingering fears. She always couldn't help but ask more and more, for fear that she would find cabbage when she came back. I was beaten by frost again.

But before she opened her mouth, she saw Zhong Ru's strange gaze that could not be concealed, and she held back what she was about to say.

She looked indifferent: "Let's go."

Duan Rongrong and An He watched Mu Jin's back disappear into the darkness, and looked at each other.

"You like her, don't you?" An He went straight in.

Duan Rongrong puffed her cheeks, "So what, don't think you are a princess, I will let you go, Director Mu is not interested in children."

An He didn't stand up to her, looking at the depths of the darkness like a wolf, a little light lit up.

After a long while, she whispered: "It won't always be a child."

They were muttering something over there, if Mu Jin knew about it, he would only want to grab the ground with his head even worse.

But she didn't know it now, she was being taken to a desolate palace wall and almost tripped over the overgrown grass.

Zhong Ru quickly stretched out his hand to help her, and immediately let go without suspicion.

Mu Jin used him to stand firm and looked up at the tall wall, "Is this the place you chose?"

"Yes." Zhong Rudao, "there is no guard passing by at this time. If you turn out from this wall, it is outside the palace."

Outside the palace.

For Mu Jin, this word is full of temptation.

After so long in the court life, she finally understood the reason why the heroines tried to leave the palace in those novels.

Mu Jin adjusted her clothes, "How do we get there?"

The corner of Zhong Ru's mouth twitched very quickly, and when Mu Jin looked over again, he returned to the appearance of Gu Jing Wubo.

"It's easy, as long as Mei Jun can forgive his subordinates' rudeness."

"what?"

Without waiting for Mu Jin to ask, her waist was surrounded by a slender but powerful arm, and her astonishment flashed through her heart. Before she could refuse, she was taken into the air.

She thought she would scream, but she didn't, she hadn't even reacted, she was already standing on the city wall, Zhong Ru's light work was so good that she was able to tread the snow without a trace.

Even the snow on the wall was not shaken off.

Mu Jin looked up stunnedly, and instantly the entire imperial city had a panoramic view, magnificent and brilliantly illuminated.

On one side is the palace with rich ink and rich colors, and on the other side is the lonely and lonely street.

The cold wind rustled on the wall, and Zhong Ru's expressionless face seemed to soften, as if he was leading her to freedom.

"Grasp well."

With a brief announcement, Mu Jin felt that he was being held in his arms again, and when they landed lightly again, they were already standing on the street outside the palace.

"I hope you can forgive me for an urgent move." Zhong Ru said in a low voice.

I don't know if it was Mu Jin's illusion, she felt that Zhong Ru's voice was a little more relaxed than when he was in the palace, and was no longer as rigid as mechanical.

She coughed lightly, "Since you said it was an urgent move, naturally you won't be held accountable."

Now that he knew that he was going out of the palace, Mu Jin naturally wouldn't have no plans at all.

Zhong Ru had already rented a room in the inn in the city in advance. At this time, Mu Jin was still wearing the costume of the **** in the palace. It was not convenient to enter from the front door. He repeated the old tricks and took her and flew directly to the second floor.

Mu Jin never expected that when he came to ancient times, he would have the experience of drilling windows.

After finally climbing in, she looked around this ordinary inn.

"Because I want to avoid being noticeable, my subordinates deliberately didn't choose the best celestial houses." Zhong Ru saw her patrolling back and forth, worried that she would abandon the bad conditions here, and explained, "If Jun Mei is unwilling, the subordinates Now go to rent the house."

"No need."

Mu Jin wanted to stop him from turning, and for a while, he quickly grabbed his sleeve.

"You also said to avoid being noticed. I can still eat this bit of bitterness."

After hearing Zhong Ru's reply for a long while, Mu Jin turned her head strangely, only to find that she was clutching someone's sleeve and hurriedly loosening it in a jealousy. In order to hide his embarrassment, he added something.

"In addition, since I'm out of the palace, don't call me Mei Jun again."

Zhong Ru's gaze shifted from his sleeve to her face.

In the clear eyes, there was a trace of depth and complexity that Mu Jin couldn't understand.

"Then what should you call you?"

Mu Jin turned around in a circle, clenching his fingers in the cuffs, pretending to be casual.

"Just call me A Jin."