The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

At this moment, Rong Feng's posture was straight, his face was serious, and he couldn't see the little follower who ran by Mu Jin during the day.

Mu Jin dared to call him, but the others didn't dare.

"Guardian Rong." Ke Wenxuan held his fist respectfully, with hesitation and joy in his eyes, "I don't know whether the guardian Rong came in secret, whether it was the emperor..."

"Master Ke is too worried." Rong Feng replied politely, "It's just that most of the Feiyu Guards currently in Beijing are here, so I am asking your majesty for instructions to come and retreat with Feiyuwei."

"Guardian Rong has his subordinates in his heart, which is admirable."

Several people praised each other in Tai Chi, and Mu Jin rolled his eyes.

"Is Jin'er hungry?" Gu Qing didn't participate at all. At this moment, he saw Mu Jin roll his eyes and asked with a gentle smile.

"Satisfied with sour." Mu Jin was half-truth.

Gu Qing laughed and made a "please" gesture. Just as Mu Jin was about to take a step, a tall shadow forcibly squeezed into the two of them. Rong Feng maintained his cold profile, unwavering in the face of Mu Jin's gaze. :"hungry."

Mu Jin: ...All right.

It can only be said that Rong Feng deserves to be the true leader of Feiyuwei. The efficiency of commanding is different from Mu Jin. It usually takes a long time to determine the situation in the city on that day and redistribute the mission. Today Rong Feng is here, and he only spent a cup of tea. With the time, everything has been arranged in an orderly manner.

Mu Jin's face was a bit ugly, and he was "jealous" and "disdain" for the outstanding ability of the second man.

However, this expression fell in the eyes of other people: Mr. Mu's small body is too weak after all, and she has to give her a piece of cake for dinner.

Although it was a severe disaster, but with so many imperial Pythagoreans gathered in this small yamen, it was natural not to treat them too badly.

Rong Feng was thrown into a room far away from her by Mu Jin, and he felt a little more at ease. However, perhaps because he had consumed too much during the day and had recovered a little bit of strength, the meal he had just used in the evening had been digested.

Mu Jin smacked his lips, recalling the chestnut cake in front of her on the dining table, and decided to make a bold decision: go to the kitchen and have a look.

Having been here for so many days, she is as busy as a spinning top every day, and she hasn’t had time to go to other places except Baiji Hall. At this moment, she feels a little fresh when she enters the kitchen. , Set it on the plate on the stovetop still covered with cage cloth.

I couldn't wait to walk over and uncover the cage cloth, and the sweet and crisp chestnut cake was placed in front of her eyes, making her swallow.

Since coming to this world, she walked on thin ice with trembling, "eating sweets" is obviously not in line with Mu Jinwen's personality, she has also deeply suppressed her love for sweets and never actively touches it.

But she was alone at the moment, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to the chubby chestnut cake...

Suddenly, like thunder, a voice of doubt and surprise sounded behind him.

"...Jinwen?"

…Yao Shou, how could she have forgotten that Rong Feng’s room is next to the kitchen!

Rong Feng's nice male voice came from behind, and it was no less than a ghost in Mu Jin's ears.

Mu Jin: "Cough cough cough cough cough!"

She swallowed so quickly that she almost coughed up her lungs.

A big, generous hand hesitantly placed her on her back, and when she saw her coughing heartbreakingly, she quickly patted it gently.

Mu Jin slapped him away and glared at him with what he thought was the most ferocious expression: What are you screaming, am I familiar with you!

It is a pity that she has tears in her eyes and her expression is like a cat with exploded fur. Rong Feng glanced at it, fearing that the rare smile would make her even more offensive. He quickly looked away and fell on the chestnut cake beside her. on.

The residue from someone's mouth showed that the missing piece of the neatly arranged shape was in someone's stomach.

Does she... actually like to eat chestnut cake?

It is really difficult to associate Mu Jin with Lizi Cake. Rong Feng's mind was a little stuck, and his reaction to Mu Jin's question was slow: "...What?"

Mu Jin took a deep breath, "I said, guard Rong eats a lot of food in the middle of the night? Now is not a good time to hang out."

As she said, she seemed to cover her lips with her robe sleeve and coughed a few times, and quickly pulled off the cake residue from her mouth.

After doing all this, he quickly put down his hands, raised his eyes and squinted at Rong Feng, as he always owes him wildly.

With this arrogant expression like a cat-satisfied, Rong Feng placed his hand on his side and shook his head silently.

Mu Jin didn't expect him to say any rebuttals. In fact, she almost didn't remember that this person was the second male tit-for-tat to her in the original work, and sometimes even felt like she was bullying him.

…Thinking about this, Mu Jin suddenly became even more angry.

Rong Feng didn't know what was going on with her, but keenly felt that the air pressure all over her body had dropped another layer, and he was expressionless and at a loss for a moment. He raised his hand and pushed the chestnut cake in her direction.

He showed the same message from his eyes to his actions: I didn't come to grab food with you.

Mu Jin was so angry that he took another piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.

"Presumably, the guardian of Rong's family background doesn't look down on the cakes of ordinary people. The minions are different. The family is poor and has never eaten it." She did not forget to use the villain's hatred value after eating, "Guy Rong Guangfeng Jiyue , The minion thanked you."

Being able to compete with the male lead as the emperor, Rong Feng, as the second male lead, is naturally endowed with a quite prominent life experience by the author.

He was born in the three Rong family of the Great Yan Kingdom. His father was a lieutenant of the dynasty and the veteran of the three dynasties. The three generations of the Rong family were all soldiers and horses, and made great contributions to the great world of the Great Yan.

Not to mention the current emperor Yu Wenrui, even his father, Emperor Sheng Xiaogong, had to speak softly and respectfully when facing the old lieutenant.

Unlike Gu Qing, who lost his father since childhood, the reason why he did not marry until he was 23 years old is nothing more than because it was his father's old age to get a son, and he was used to freedom since childhood. Such a person must be unable to bear her successive sarcasm.

The original intention was to take Rong Feng away. Who knew that after he heard this sentence, instead of showing the slightest anger, a trace of distress even flashed through his deep eyes.

He lowered his head and glanced at the few chestnut cakes left, and said slowly: "If you like it, after you go back, I will send someone to the palace every day."

He has no right to instruct the imperial dining room in the palace, but no one can accuse him of sending house servants to the palace every day to deliver food.

Mu Jin: I'm sorry to bother you.

She has a brain pit, so she will give the male second a chance to show off, right?

The frustrated Mu Jin was choked for a while and didn't know what to say, so she lowered her head and fiddled with the cakes on the plate. The light yellow chestnut cake was crushed by her, and the white fingertips were stained with a little powder.

Rong Feng's Adam's apple moved slightly.

He looked at Mu Jin who was standing in the dim light in the kitchen. She lowered her eyebrows, but she couldn't see the usual acrimonious sarcasm. The whole person showed a softness that was completely different from the usual day.

Looking at it, a thought suddenly flashed in my mind.