The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

An He looked at Duan Rongrong's smiling face, staring blankly for a moment, and there was no expression on his small face.

"The imperial concubine's name is me, how can you follow it?"

Duan Rongrong doesn't think this is a problem at all, "It's simple, let me pretend to be your handmaid and take it with me."

She thought about the ladies of the palaces, once they went out, there would be a long queue. Four princesses and princesses, it's not a big deal to bring a handmaid.

She was thinking very well, but An He saw self-deprecating in her eyes.

"I don't have a maid with me."

An He understood what Duan Rongrong meant. In the case of her princess, there should be four to eight personal maids and a maid of the palace.

But the irony is that even Mu Jin, the chief eunuch, can be said to be a personal maid with a court lady, but she can't have it.

Duan Rongrong has also been with An He for a few days. There is basically no second breathing creature in this Luoxue Pavilion except An He himself. Of course, she knows whether she has a personal maid.

She didn't seem to see An He's gloomy gaze at all. She stretched out her claws and rubbed her head on her own. The bright big eyes completed the beautiful crescent.

"Don't you have it now?"

Looking at Duan Rongrong, whose eyes were flashing "Look at me, see me", the gloom in An He's eyes gradually faded.

"Yeah." She replied softly.

The conversation between the two of them was far away from the palace lady who passed the message, and deliberately lowered her voice, so the palace lady did not hear what she was talking about, but just saw the person who wanted to invite and a low-level palace lady whispered and ignored her. Request, can't help but frowned.

"Four princesses, the hour is getting late. In order not to keep the imperial concubines from waiting for a long time, let's leave as soon as possible."

An He glanced at Duan Rongrong, and replied coldly under her encouraging eyes: "I see."

She didn't pay attention. When she was in danger, she subconsciously imitated Mu Jin's expression and tone.

As if shocked by her momentary momentum, the court lady paused for a moment before saying, "Please, fourth princess."

An He held his fist, raised his small chin, straightened his back and walked forward, and Duan Rongrong followed closely behind her.

"Hey, this girl..." The court lady wanted to stop Duan Rongrong.

"Why, my four dignified princesses, don't even have the qualifications to be a close-knit maid?" An He said coldly.

The maid was stunned, "Don't dare."

Duan Rongrong made a grimace at her, and quickly followed the little princess who hadn't waited for them.

The imperial concubine’s mother’s family was the prime minister of the dynasty. She was favored when she entered the palace. Nowadays, without a queen, the imperial concubine is the concubine with the highest rank, and she was given to the Qifeng Palace where the queen mother lived. This shows the importance of the emperor. .

An He walked into this luxurious and magnificent palace. There was no inferiority or jealousy that a child of this age might have on his face. He walked in plainly and greeted the concubine according to the rules of etiquette.

This was Duan Rongrong's first visit to Qifeng Palace. Although she was only a low-level court lady, she had been walking back and forth with Mu Jin in various palaces for so long. At any rate, she had seen a few minutes of the world, and she would not show admiration.

So both the master and the servant seemed quite calm, as if they were accustomed to the hard-to-find Ambergris burning in the middle of the temple.

Duan Rongrong followed An He to kneel and salute, but her twinkling eyes turned around uncontrollably. First, she quickly glanced at the imperial concubine sitting on the chaise couch. The other party was like the impression she had seen at the New Year's banquet, dragged in red. , Charming and charming.

She moved her gaze slightly, but saw a white dress sitting next to the imperial concubine.

Huh?

Duan Rongrong was taken aback for a moment, and didn't remember who this person was for a while.

Before she had time to take a closer look, the concubine's graceful voice had already spoken: "The princess is exempt."

An He Yiyan stood up, and Duan Rongrong followed the trend, taking this opportunity to stare at the person next to him.

Even in the winter, she was wearing a white dress, and the weak woman between her brows met her gaze sharply.

Duan Rongrong was suddenly excited, and he couldn't help showing a somewhat vigilant look.

Out of the small animal's intuition, she set up a warning radar for this woman. Although she didn't know why, she could no longer face her with a normal heart.

The imperial concubine over there had already asked An He a few questions. Duan Rongrong was frowning her hair secretly, and she was distracted to listen to the exchanges between them.

It's nothing more than some, expressing sorrow for Huigui's passing, and expressing condolences to Anhe. The questions asked are also very nonsense, such as how good is your life, the lack of food and clothing, and so on.

Duan Rongrong was very speechless. If he really cared about the little princess, why did he go early?

To put it ugly, how are the four princesses doing, who doesn't know about the palace? The information network of the imperial concubine is slower than the dog raised by the chef in the big dining room.

Of course, she did not dare to say a word of these defamations.

An He dealt with these problems one by one. Although she tried her best to endure it, she could still see a trace of impatience on her face.

Calling people over in the middle of the night and saying some hypocritical words of compassion, it is estimated that no one will feel better.

"Cousin." The woman in the white skirt whispered, "If the four princesses have any needs, I will definitely tell you. After all, you are the lord of the harem now."

The imperial concubine heard the words, and a trace of color passed between her eyebrows, and then pretended to reprimand: "Zhao'er, no nonsense, I am only a noble concubine, and there are still emperor noble concubines and queens vacant. Now I am only temporarily acting as the assistant to the sixth palace. How can I be the title of the lord of the harem."

"Yes, Zhao'er has failed to say anything." The woman's eyebrows should be so dignified that she is knowledgeable and reasonable.

Duan Rongrong stared at her, and the person's identity suddenly flashed in his mind.

This person is actually Xu Luzhao who once existed in the gossip she said, and is also the fiancée of Guardian Rong in the legend?

Duan Rongrong carefully recalled some scenes at the New Year’s banquet. After Mu Jin left, this person seemed to take the initiative to speak to Guard Rong, but even if Lieutenant Rong was present, Guard Rong was cold and ignored her. .

Regardless of her ugly face, the guard Rong actually got up and left the table, seemingly annoyed by her harassment.

Pouch.

Thinking of Xu Luzhao's expression when guard Rong had just left, Duan Rongrong couldn't help but let out a sullen smile.

This smile attracted the eyes of several people.

Seeing An He's a little anxious look, she realized that she seemed to be "non-compliant" again, and she hurriedly lowered her eyebrows and made an honest look.

Disgust flashed in the eyes of the imperial concubine, "Four princesses, I don’t know who this palace lady is? With vulgar behavior and no manners, can she be on duty with the princess? Come," she said loudly, "drag this palace lady out. , Hit the 20th board again."

what?

Punishment for disagreement! Are the women in this harem so brutal and brutal?

However, before Duan Rongrong was injustice, An He eagerly said: "Hold your noble concubine, wait a minute!"

The imperial concubine said: "This palace lady is rude and rude, and you must not accompany the princess. If the princess needs it, the palace can assign a few rules-conscious people from the palace to the Luoxue Pavilion and serve the fourth princess."

An He's face was stunned, and said: "The imperial concubine, this woman is not my personal maid. It is Mr. Mu who pityed my mother who had just lost her, and was sent to accompany me to relieve my boredom."

"Yes, yeah." Duan Rongrong nodded frantically. "The imperial concubine is a clear lesson, if the slave and maid knows the book and the truth, then Director Mu will not send the slave over."

The imperial concubine and Xu Luzhao looked at each other.

As if finally found the reason, the imperial concubine frowned and said: "Four princesses, you are the honor of the princess. Even if you do not have the protection of your mother and concubine, you must never associate with the humble eunuch. Since ancient times, the **** should keep her eyes open. It is right to distinguish loyalty and evil, not to worry your majesty.

This is the purpose of the imperial concubine specially calling her here.

As soon as these words came out, not only An He, but Duan Rongrong's expression suddenly changed.

What does this mean? Doesn't it mean that Mu Jin is an **** who has mistaken the country, and the four princesses approached him not only to discern loyalty and traitor, but also to add chaos to the emperor.

What a big hat of unfaithfulness and filial piety.

Duan Rongrong gritted his teeth.

Said she can, said Mr. Mu can't!

But remembering that she was almost hit by the board just now, she still held back for a long time, and turned to look at An He.

An He was lowering her head, and her tightly clenched fists showed that her heart was not as calm as she had shown.

The imperial concubine saw that she had no reaction, and then glanced at Xu Luzhao. Xu Luzhao nodded slightly to her, and she continued: "Four princesses, this palace speaks straight. It is normal for you not to listen to it, but I control the harem for your majesty. He cleaned up the filth in the harem."

There was a cold expression in her expression, "Mu Jinwen interfered in foreign affairs, messed up the court, and tried to poison the emperor’s young daughter in order to achieve the purpose of intimidating the imperial family. This person has not dealt with it. It is the emperor’s kindness, but the palace cannot tolerate it. She is presumptuous in the harem."

If Mu Jin was present at this time, she would definitely give a thumbs up to the imperial concubine in ecstasy: finally there is a plot character who has not been deviated by the wild horse, but has seen her villain essence!

An He suddenly raised his head, his thin face, a pair of eyes that looked exactly like Yu Wenrui, shot fierce gazes like a wolf protecting food.

Xu Luzhao said in a gentle and gentle manner: "Four princesses, if you need someone to accompany you, there are a lot of grandmothers and court ladies, why do you have to get together with a notorious person?"

Notorious.

Yes, she has a bad reputation, but she is also the first person to reach out to her in this cold deep palace.

An He never knew that his dependence on Mu Jin would actually detain her as a "threatening royal family".

To count it seriously, I'm afraid she caused more trouble to Mu Jin than to the so-called father.

But these people, these people who watched her struggling coldly, why stand in a high position and criticize her, and even want to take away the only driftwood she can rely on?

"you……"

An He's voice was hoarse, with a threatening inhalation sound. Just a conversation made the imperial concubine and Xu Luzhao frown.

Duan Rongrong knew it was not good at a glance.

After all, Princess An He is still young, and even if she knows how to bear the humiliation, she will inevitably be unable to control herself when the person who cares the most is insulted.

But she promised Mr. Mu that to protect the princess, she must not be left with these two inexplicable women!

"Back to the noble concubine empress!"

Duan Rongrong suddenly spoke loudly and interrupted An He's conversation. She knelt to the ground with a thump, and gave a five-body bow.

"Manny, although the servant maid was sent by General Manager Mu to accompany the princess, the servant maid is ashamed and always clumsy, always irritating the princess." She deliberately showed that kind of silly smile, "the servant is also often afraid, the princess will Punish the slave and maidservant, and when he returns, he will ask the general manager Mu for instructions and transfer the slave back to the House of Internal Affairs. It will definitely not hinder the eyes of the lady and the princess."

She will tell Mu Jin later, but if Mu Jin disagrees, can she still find the fault of a little palace lady?

Duan Rongrong thought triumphantly, quietly glaring at An He, and motioned her not to be impulsive.

An He had already realized what was wrong with her just now and said, "If the concubine empress is not satisfied, I will remove her."

Never mention anything far away from Mu Jin.

The imperial concubine's face turned a little, "The princess knows a great topic, it is very precious." She paused, "Your mother and concubine passed away. My palace has been very worried about your academic education, so I specially found a master for you to teach you style and style. ."

An He pursed his lips and whispered, "Xie Niangniang cares."

At this point, the imperial concubine yawned with her sleeve covering her lips, saying that the night was already deep, and the princess could go back.

An He retired blankly.

When she left Qifeng Palace a little further away, Duan Rongrong's silly smile disappeared. She asked a little anxiously: "What does the imperial concubine empress mean, why did she suddenly pay attention to you?"

"She didn't pay attention to me." An He said coldly, "She has been belittling someone just now."

Duan Rongrong was even more worried: "But... Mr. Mu is law-abiding, and she didn't do anything. What can they do to guard her."

Hearing this, An He glanced at her strangely, but he was speechless for a moment.

Duan Rongrong scratched his head, "I know what the rumors of Mr. Mu are like... But I have no reason to believe them and the rumors, but I don't believe the Mr. Mu I know."

The Director Mu she knows clearly has a kind and lovely heart.

An He did not object, and after walking a few steps, she said: "The matter of monitoring me is firmly established. You should not come to me again until Mu Jinwen comes back."

Duan Rongrong nodded in understanding.

In Qifeng Palace, watching the two leaving behind, the imperial concubine said: "Is this really useful?"

"Cousin, you warned me last time that you can't underestimate Mu Jinwen." Xu Luzhao said, "How cunning she is, and you have finally caught her omission. You can't be reluctant."

"But..." The imperial concubine hesitated, "She made several mistakes, and even the emperor turned one eye to her. Is it too presumptuous for me to fight her with such a big fanfare."

She wouldn't be naive, I believe the two girls would cut off their robes with Mu Jin when they returned, and would not breathe with her a word.

Xu Luzhao's eyes darkened, and she smiled again, and said in a very sensible manner: "After all, the cousin is the emperor, Zhaoer understands." Then the voice changed and some sighs were mixed in, "The emperor is targeting Mu Jinwen's side has gone astray, and it seems that she can only let her freedom go and wait for the emperor to see her true colors."

She added another sentence: "The emperor is wise and martial artist, he can see through good and evil, and understand that his cousin is really good for him."

These words reminded the imperial concubine of the rumors in the palace since New Year's Eve. The arrangement of the emperor and **** chiefs was really lingering, like a knife that pierced her heart straight.

"I understand." The concubine's eyes were firm, "I am for the emperor's sake, and he will understand me."

"The cousin deserves to be the uncrowned lord of the harem." Xu Luzhao smiled.

An He and Duan Rongrong have been noticed over there, but Mu Jin is still entangled with Lao/Se/Bian with the poison of the red silkworm.

"Red silkworm?" The Yao Wang bandit who was pressed on the table suddenly lifted his neck, and was pressed down by Zhong Ru, struggling to raise his eyes to look at Mu Jin, "Where did you know this? Someone was poisoned. Up?"

According to the laws of fiction, this reaction usually means there is a play.

Mu Jin worked harder to play a murderous villain, "This is not a question you should be concerned about. Yes or no, I only need an answer."

"If you can't answer..." She looked at Zhong Ru, her voice filled with common languor, "Just cut off one of his hands first."

Zhong Ruyi drew a dagger and swiped it straight at the wrist of the Yao Wangfei without hesitation.

The medicine king bandit's eyes showed real horror, and his voice suddenly became a bit thinner than the usual roughness.

"Stop! Stop! I can! Can!"

"Oh?" Mu Jinfeng squinted, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, yes." Yaowang Bandit looked terrified, but his voice returned to normal, as if the sharpness just now was just Mu Jin's illusion, "But, I also have my rules..."

Mu Jin couldn't believe it, "Do you still dare to talk to me about the rules? Now who decides the rules, can't you see it clearly?"

The Medicine King Bandit took a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes and fixed on Mu Jin again, "Mr. Mu, now you can really kill me easily, but if you kill me, you can't save the poisoned person. "

The girl is always very sensitive to ulterior gazes. Seeing his eyes, Mu Jin immediately guessed what he was thinking.

Excessive consternation made her pause for a moment.

Now Yao Wang Fei's life is in her hands, and he is still unwilling to die, making her a little admiration for a while.

It's rare to see that he can still stick to his original aspirations at the juncture of life and death.

But this persistence in this aspect made her feel a little worse.

"I don't know Master Yaowang, what do you want to ask for?"

She has a low and soft voice, like a seductive ghost, hiding a murderous intention under tenderness.

The medicine king bandit didn't know if he heard it, and he even screamed and laughed: "My medicine king bandit doesn't sit on the floor and raises the price. I always ask for a medicine, a beauty, and the beauty of a beauty is judged by the preciousness of the medicine requested. ."

He showed that greedy look again, even if his face was pressed on the table, he still had to look at Mu Jin with difficulty, "Due to the difficulty of feeding, the red silkworm is extremely rare in Dongchuan, and its antidote is also considered extremely precious. Medicinal materials, if Director Mu is willing to..."

A surging murderous aura suddenly erupted from outside the door.

That was from Yu Shishan's sea of ​​blood, condensed with the sharp howling of thousands of dead souls, like an ancient weapon of blood thirsty and fierce aura.

All the people in the house were silent.

Outside the opened door, a tall figure approached with a knife, and when it entered the lighting range of Ye Mingzhu, a bright light was projected on the face of the visitor.

Light up a pair of cold eyebrows.

"Rong Feng?" Mu Jin's surprise was not pretending, "Are you awake?"

She was not surprised that Rong Feng rushed over as soon as he was sober, but she was a little surprised by his sober time.

In her expectation, Rong Feng's whole person was almost dead at the time. Under the condition of reluctant control, it would be nice to be able to hold on to her to get the medicine back.

Rong Feng glanced at her, a trace of peace and tenderness faintly appeared in his eyes, and then he looked at He Zhongru for a short time before turning his gaze to the Yaowang Bandit.

"You are the poisoned person." Yao Wang Bandit made a judgment after only one glance.

Rong Feng's indifferent gaze flicked across his face, as if he had seen the dirtiest trash, and he didn't want to stay for a moment.

He reached out and took Mu Jin's arm, "Follow me."

"Are you crazy?" Mu Jin shook off his hand. "The antidote is being pressed there, but you want to turn around and leave?"

"There is no room for conversation with that kind of person." Rong Feng said, "If you die on this poison, it is also the end of my life. If you pay... the price to get an antidote, I would rather die."

Sure enough, he was a loyal and upright male second, who could not tolerate sacrifices for him at all.

Mu Jin was in awe, but couldn't show it, only winked at Zhong Ru.

Zhong Ru didn't have the compassion of Mu Jin as a modern person. He obeyed the order, and the tip of the knife slowly plunged into the wrist of the Yaowang bandit. Amidst his painful yelling, he accurately stopped at the hand muscle.

As long as he moves forward an inch, his hands will no longer be able to lift the medicine.

Mu Jin lowered his eyes, "Don't do anything, we always want to give people a chance to reform, right?"

Zhong Ru knowingly drew out the dagger, the cold tip of the dagger followed the medicine king bandit's skin downstream.

No matter how hard the Yaowang bandit was, he couldn't help but shudder at this time.

"Ghost, you are a devil..."

Mu Jin shook her head, "Jing said some nonsense, can you say something I want to hear?"

"Enough." Rong Feng suddenly said, "If you don't like him, just kill him, don't torture him."

Mu Jin glanced at him. He had just boasted about how he wanted to drop her chain.

"No." Her face became cold, "I haven't got what I want, how can I kill him."

She suddenly remembered Gu Qing's questioning to her, and looked at Rong Feng with a smile but a smile, "I am even more unhappy that he dared to violate my will than you saved you. Why, now you have to represent justice-against me? "

A trace of helplessness appeared between Rong Feng's eyebrows.

"You know clearly that I will not oppose you." His words were mixed with sighs, and he saw through them with a long-awaited fate, "It's just that I have a day and a half left. You really want to waste time on torturing people. ?"

Mu Jin was stunned for a moment.

What does Rong Feng mean? Why does it feel like a wild horse is going to run off again?

Seeing her contemplative expression, Zhong Ru scanned her and the face of Rong Feng who was watching her, his eyes fell on the person in his hand.

He lowered his head, leaned in the ear of Yao Wangfei, and said a word softly.

Mu Jin's meditation was completely interrupted by the sharp voice of the Yaowang bandit.

"How would you know!"

Regardless of the bleeding wrist, Yaowang Bandit desperately wanted to look back at Zhong Ru's face. His voice was full of shock and fear that he had never experienced when he was threatened by Mu Jin.

"Who are you...who are you!"