The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Rong Feng looked down at the person who could only reach his chest.

She has tears in her eyes, and her look is as annoying as ever, but the tearful appearance makes her slight accusations with a nasal sound a bit delicate.

After that night, Rong Feng could no longer recognize her from his previous memories.

He is probably crazy to think that this empty-skinned and vicious treacherous man has a cute side.

"Guardian Rong?" Mu Jin called again, "If your majesty has no other instructions, the minion will resign first."

She had already held back the tears that were about to shed, thinking that the physique of this villain boss was really not strong enough.

When he looked up again, he found that he was still standing in place and blocking the road.

It was dim that night, and Rong Feng only wore uniforms that were easy to move. Although he was tall and handsome, he looked very heroic when he wore a flying fish suit.

His eyes are different from Mu Jin. They are not gloomy and dim, sticky black like ink, but pierced and warm brown. They are amazingly bright at night. At this time, the sun is reflected in the summer, making him look like a sharp cheetah. Stretching elegant limbs close to the prey.

Sure enough, the men who can become heroines are all beautiful men.

Mu Jin silently envyed.

"It's not your majesty." Rong Feng's eyes seemed to hide the shadow of a beast. Even if he condensed his minions, he would naturally suppress the weak.

He smiled slightly, his indifferent facial features were suddenly vivid, and his slender palm spread out in front of Mu Jin, completely indifferent to how much shock it caused her: "You dropped something."

Mu Jin froze when she saw the golden sore medicine bottle in his hand. She reflexively touched her arms, but of course she didn't touch anything.

The medicine that Rong Feng brought was left on her bedside after she wiped Duan Rongrong, so this is...this is...

"She is fine now, you don't have to worry." Rong Feng gave the stiff person another sharp cut. "If you are still worried, go and see her directly."

"Who is worried about her?" Mu Jin was startled by her sharp voice. She was like a cat stepped on its paws, wishing to jump up and grab Hua Rongfeng's face, "Don't be too pretentious, then Such a lazy and stupid girl, it is not too much to kill ten in a day."

Rong Feng was silent for a moment, and his calm and gentle gaze became a little complicated, "Isn't this yours?"

Mu Jin sneered: "Naturally, it can't be mine. Does the kind-hearted guard Rong think that everyone in the world should help each other and care for each other?"

Rong Feng's extended hand slowly retracted, and the smile on his face disappeared, "I made a mistake."

Mu Jin is really upset. She doesn't want to have anything to do with these people outside of the plot. When the male second found out that she was taking medicine to find the heroine, she was on the verge of collapse. If he were to be regarded as a subordinate of Guan Ai Good people, don’t have to play!

Thinking of Duan Rongrong, who was dressed in plain clothes and had never seen the male lead and male second face so far, Mu Jin was saddened in her heart, and for a while she didn't know who to blame for not keeping up.

"It is better for Guard Rong to keep a distance from the minion, so as not to be seen by outsiders, and think that there is something'deal' between the two of us." Mu Jin said harshly.

For a moment, Rong Feng thought of the various reputations she carried, corruption, bribery, castration and harm to the country. He had never paid much attention to it. He felt that he could not set off a storm after all as an eunuch.

However... there is also the Lord Israel.

transaction.

Her attitude towards her Majesty is always different from that of others. Except for her majesty, she has a gloomy expression to everyone, but she can smile to her majesty with a charming look.

Looking at her slender figure, locking her in his arms against her wishes is not difficult for him at all. If it hurts her to the point where the shadows are permeated all the year round, it is rare for the dark eyes that light to seep out of pain. , The enchanting face is dominated by joy...

Rong Feng suddenly returned to his senses, his eyes darkened as he watched her.

No, at least it shouldn't.

Why must she be an eunuch?

Mu Jin vaguely felt that there was a gloomy wildness in the eyes of the man in front of him. She stared at him vigilantly, always guarding his next move.

At this moment, a little **** holding a broom tremblingly passed by with a cat waist, and Mu Jin took advantage of his distraction, turned his head and walked away quickly in the other direction.

Regardless of her wolf or not, Mu Jin really didn't want to get involved with them outside of the plot for a moment.

If you are free, go and see your long-forgotten heroine!

Thinking of the hostess who was still nesting in the cold palace and planting mushrooms, Mu Jin stopped, her eyes rolled and found a little palace lady who was trimming the branches of the flowers, and whispered to her: "Over there, come here."

On the second day, a rumor began to spread silently throughout the palace, saying that this time the Hundred Flowers Festival is not limited by identity or status. As long as you can win the championship, you can ask your Majesty for a grace, as long as it is not too special. , Your Majesty will give grace.

This is an unprecedented great thing. For these maids who have been at the bottom all the year round, seeing your Majesty is already a great gift, not to mention being able to make a wish to him. This kind of thing has never been imagined before.

For a time, the entire palace was filled with tension and joy.

Mu Jin has seen the original work and knows that Duan Rongrong has a lively and unruly character. If she does not have feelings for Yu Wenrui, the thing she wants to do most now is to escape from the palace.

Taking a step back, even if she has any empress dreams, this is a great opportunity.

After learning that the heroine had begun to prepare for the Hundred Flower Festival, Mu Jin was guilty of pretending to have a real smile in the dead fish eyes.

"Why is Jinwen so happy?"

Forgot to report to the boss.

Yu Wenrui's calm question came over her head, and Mu Jin squeezed a flattering smile: "Back to your majesty, the minion finally stretched his brows when he saw you, and I am happy for you."

Obviously it is always the tone of slapping horses, but Yu Wenrui feels that since I don't know when I listened to it, I don't have the boredom of the past.

He chuckled and put aside the folded paper that Mu Jin had just presented. This time, the task assigned to her was successfully completed. From the corruption case of the Minister of War, he could catch a piece of worms hidden in the country of Yan. .

As for the news that the governor’s young son had just died, Yu Wenrui also handed it over to the imperial physician to examine the body in detail.

The two exchanged briefly on these two events. Mu Jin did not show any difference when he heard the news, but felt a little embarrassed in his heart for the innocent child who had lost his life.

After finishing the business, Yu Wenrui remembered the recent rumors in the palace. A pair of eagle eyes looked at the respectful people in the audience, and said: "There is one more thing. I don’t know if Jinwen has heard of it. Regarding my promise to give the head of the Hundred Flowers Festival a grace."

coming.

Mu Jin knew that Yu Wenrui couldn't ignore this matter, so she had planned to answer it a long time ago.

I saw the fierce little **** in the eyes of outsiders bend her charming eyebrows, and the invisible closeness melted in Liubofeng's eyes, and even the flattering became unique.

"About the time when the minion conveyed the meaning, the people underneath would be wrong, and the minion had already been heavily punished." Mu Jin tried to learn the flattery of the original body, smiling stiffly, "but I must have the eyes of those girls, The left and right are just asking for your majesty's blue eyes, and want to turn from the slave and maidservant to be the master. Your majesty just rewards it at will, and it won't affect much."

The **** interfered in government affairs, and the **** interfered in the harem. She really didn't lack everything, and she died without a loss.

And Yu Wenrui doesn't know what's wrong, doesn't the average emperor hate someone making claims for him? But as long as Mu Jin acted like a baby in a reverent manner, nothing would happen.

At first, Mu Jin thought that Yu Wenrui was raising the original body just like Qianlong was raising He Shen, but now he overturned his idea.

She exchanged infamy for being an emperor, which is probably the reason why Yu Wenrui can tolerate her domineering outside.

Sure enough, after hearing her say that Yu Wenrui not only didn't get angry, but also shook his head with a sigh and smiled. The eyes staring at her didn't know if it was an illusion, and she always felt a weird feeling of pampering.

Fortunately, Rong Feng is not here today, otherwise he will definitely be buried a few words once he goes out.

Although it doesn't hurt or itchy, but it's awful.

After daily reporting on work, Mu Jin looked up at the good summer weather when she left the Hall of Supreme Harmony with sleeves to shade her head, lamenting that if it were in modern times, it must be an opportunity to go out for an outing.

But now she wants to be a social animal who "goes to work" all the time, so hard she can't see her retirement.

Landing low and sighed, Mu Jin dragged a heavy step towards the Shallow Cloud Palace where Duan Rongrong was located, forgetting his determination not to see the heroine anymore.

Duan Rongrong was absent-mindedly sweeping the ground, thinking about how to win the Hundred Flower Festival.

This is her only chance to escape here, and she can't give up anything.

A few days ago, Duan Rongrong was very worried, knowing that the aesthetic competition should capture the preferences of the judges, but she really didn't know what Yan Huang liked.

But it didn't take long to worry, two chattering palace ladies discussed about the orchids that your Majesty loves the most and walked over.

Duan Rongrong:?

On the second day, the two eunuchs seemed to have deliberately wanted her to hear them, and they had to walk by her side in a detour, saying that your Majesty had been addicted to foreign singing and dancing for the past two years, and they would be very happy when they saw them.

Duan Rongrong:?

Do you dare to engrave the three letters of NPC on your forehead?

Someone gave pillows when she fell asleep, but Duan Rongrong didn't feel that she was the heroine of the Destiny and everyone came to help, so she followed the little **** who had come to pass the message to her and watched them enter Manager Mu's yard.

Today Duan Rongrong is doing routine cleaning again. She even looked forward to what news Mu Jin would pass on to her this time. She raised her head expectantly when she heard someone coming here.

And Mu Jin's dark eyes ran straight into it.

Mu Jin:?

She was obedient this time, no longer following Duan Rongrong’s rhythm, ignoring the hope of the hostess’s face, leading people past her into the lonely and lonely main hall, and said in a deep voice: “Be careful, that one The white long dress embroidered with orchids was left by your majesty's biological mother, who can find it with great rewards."

The little eunuchs replied in unison. They scattered and searched everywhere. Duan Rongrong's heart moved, thinking of the skirt that was turned over from under the side hall bed during the cleaning the other day, and it is still unwashed in the bucket.

She rolled her eyes and looked at Mu Jin who was waiting in the same place, with a flattering smile and leaned over.

"That... Mr. Mu."

Mu Jin didn't move his head, her dark eyes turned to one side and glanced at her. Duan Rongrong was still a little afraid of her, but he was not as afraid of her as before being beaten, and maybe it was a small animal's intuition for danger. He always felt like this person. Won't really hurt her.

Didn't she come here to give her medicine secretly?

If she knew what she was thinking, Mu Jin might want to take a picture of herself who was going to see the heroine on the day of death. It is not enough to collapse a male second, and now the heroine can't be saved.

But Mu Jin didn't know, so she still kept a gloomy coffin face and waited impatiently for her to say something.

"Ms. Mu, is that skirt important?" Duan Rongrong asked carefully.

"You don't have long ears? Didn't you hear that it was left by your majesty's biological mother?"

Duan Rongrong was shocked, "But... this is Leng Gong, how could such an important skirt be here?"

Mu Jin snorted: "This is the place where your majesty's biological mother lived when she was a nobleman. Later she moved to Qifeng Palace. That skirt was her favorite dress when she was young. Your Majesty has been thinking about it all the time."

"So..." Duan Rongrong thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Then, if other people wear it, no, if they wear a similar style, will your Majesty be unhappy?"

It's finally here, it's worthwhile for me to act for so long.

Mu Jin in a good mood raised her mouth. Duan Rongrong, who had never seen her smiling face, couldn't help but stunned, and then heard her soft voice: "How come, no one has been able to fully reproduce the appearance of that dress so far. , Your Majesty is still very disappointed."

Great! Duan Rongrong shook his fist in his heart.

"Why, do you have any clues?" Mu Jin asked her deliberately when she saw her openly and smiled.

"No no, there is something that Manager Mu didn't find. How could I find it." Duan Rongrong repeatedly shook his head, looking at Mu Jin's profile, which was so exquisite that it was not like a mortal, but it was a pity that she was an eunuch.

Duan Rongrong, who is familiar with herself, consciously has a good relationship with Mu Jin, and even reached out to pull her sleeves, "Mu..."

Before she could say anything, she was thrown away severely.

"You are something, you dare to touch me with dirty hands!"

Mu Jin pulled back his sleeves in disgust, and shook it hard as if he was about to flick away something dirty. Watching Duan Rongrong's eyes again appeared to make her scared, it was as cold as if it had been poisoned.

Heroine: So fierce and scared.