The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

I didn't dare to say it, and the child who didn't dare to hit was actually bullied like this.

These words made Mu Jin's heart stabbed with pain.

The punishment center does not belong to the territory under her jurisdiction. What's more, according to Song Yi, the emperor Jinkou Yuyan assigned Duan Rongrong to this place. Mu Jin did not dare to take people away rashly. He could only take her to a place leeward and forcibly hold back. She asked in a deep voice the act of putting her coat on her.

"What the **** is going on, how did Guiren Wu find you here?"

Duan Rongrong was trembling with cold, and still tried to answer Mu Jin's words with Tongshun's tongue. From her mouth, Mu Jin knew what happened.

Nothing major happened when she first left the palace, but since Wu Guiren's injuries healed last month, she suddenly began to cry to the emperor, thinking that his injury was obviously artificial framed, and begged the emperor to call her the shots.

Yu Wenrui allowed Wu Guiren to investigate. Who knew that she had a clear goal when she came up. She went straight to the Qianyun Palace and arrested Duan Rongrong. Under her distorted face, Duan Rongrong was a little scared. Wu Guiren, who thought it was Mu Jin who harmed her for her sake, had a guilty conscience, but he didn't even dare to reply, so Wu Guiren took hold of the talk.

Although Duan Rongrong was the winner of the Hundred Flowers Festival, no one dared to speak for a powerless little palace lady under Wu Guiren’s conclusive identification. In order to calm Wu Guiren’s grievances, Yu Wenrui released her to this punishment center. .

It's been more than half a month after all.

Mu Jin said with a sullen face: "Are you extremely stupid? Where is your grace? Previously, your majesty promised in person that you can keep a promise, but you don't know how to save yourself?"

Duan Rongrong glanced at her, her cracked lips opened a silly smile: "I knew you would come to save me, it would be a waste of it, in case you..." She swallowed her words. Ambiguously, "That's more meaningful than using it now."

Mu Jin didn't pay attention to what she was muttering, looking at the girl who trusted her wholeheartedly in front of him, and said that she knew she would come back to save her, a sour and sweet taste filled her heart.

Duan Rongrong didn't know it at all, but Mu Jin knew that in this time and space, only the two of them came from the same era. If they were not limited by the system and mission, they might have become close friends.

They might complain about this dynasty that didn't take their lives, might study together how to eat hot pot, and might secretly talk about which male lead or male second is more handsome.

But all of this is impossible. Duan Rongrong thought he was the only person who didn't fit in here. Mu Jin could only stare at her in silence and lead her to the destiny that should belong to her.

"Manager Mu, will you fish me out of here, right?"

Perhaps seeing that Mu Jin hadn't said a word for a long time, Duan Rongrong, who was staring at the hairy, gradually put away his smile, and asked pitifully.

"I will." Maybe only at this moment, Mu Jin didn't want to suppress the girl with someone else. She lowered her eyes to hide her thoughts and said indifferently, "But not now."

She stopped Duan Rongrong who was anxious in an instant, "Now the emperor has acquiesced to send you here. Do you think I can be more powerful than the emperor? Wait slowly, I will find a way."

Duan Rongrong sniffed, "But if I stay here anymore, I will be tossed to death. I don’t care if I don’t give clothes and bedding in the winter. That Song Yi always wants to do something to me. Mr. Mu, how long shall I stay?"

Do it?

Remembering Song Yi's reprimanding Duan Rongrong when he first came in, did the so-called "please him" actually mean this?

At this moment, Mu Jin also became uncomfortable with his previous eyebrows.

With this sentence, Mu Jinfen did not dare to delay, even if he could not rescue Duan Rongrong at the time, but in the afternoon, he temporarily found two small eunuchs, and after promising to give them heavy rewards, he casually found a cause. Send them to the correctional facility.

With these two people protecting Duan Rongrong, Mu Jin was also relieved for the time being, at least don't worry about the cannon fodder who didn't know where it was taking advantage of the heroine.

Mu Jin was very upset after this incident, she thought about it after she returned to the room, and felt that since she left the palace, the whole plot became weird.

First, the staff handed to Zhang Mingxu appeared in the epidemic area to follow her, and then the Jiumen Admiral, who hadn't gone to trouble, took the initiative to find a door to send a greeting post, and now the female protagonist will be taken into the punishment facility by the female partner.

Although the last incident seemed reasonable and reasonable, after experiencing the first two incidents, Mu Jin couldn't take it lightly as a coincidence.

She thought for a while and sent someone to call Zhang Mingxu.

The handsome **** in long robes was still not surprised, and stood silently and bowed his head in front of Mu Jin, allowing her to look at her.

Mu Jin glanced at him, and first casually asked a few things that he had explained before leaving. After not surprisingly knowing that he had done everything one by one, he turned the topic around seemingly at random: " I heard that your Majesty will be held accountable for the fire/drug planting on the stage?"

Zhang Mingxu, who had been responding respectfully, raised his eyes quickly and saw Mu Jin picking up the tea on the table. He seemed to just ask casually and replied: "Yes. Wu Guiren kept crying after seeing his injury, and his Majesty felt sorry for her. , Agree to her thorough investigation of this matter."

The fingers holding the teacup tightened, Mu Jin raised his head to meet his gaze, and said as usual: "How did you divert your gaze?"

The corner of Zhang Mingxu's mouth was hooked, and a gloom flashed in his eyes, "It is very simple. Many people witnessed the contradiction between Duan Rongrong and Wu Guiren that day. It is nothing to divert the attention of the investigation centered on her and let us completely separate from this matter. It's difficult."

It really is him!

Mu Jin clenched the teacup tightly and tried his best to control the fluctuating look in his eyes.

"Could it be that Jinwen is reluctant to give up?" Zhang Mingxu fixed his gaze on her body, with black condensed eyes, and the voice was lowered for a while, which sounded chilling in my heart.

Mu Jin looked at him calmly. Before thinking about how to reply, she saw Zhang Mingxu as if she was stabbed by her indifference. Junxiu's face shook quickly, and she whispered: "That girl, you've been to see Isn’t she right? It’s our mercy to not let her die directly.” He took a step closer, and a not-so-wide but slender shadow was printed on Mu Jin’s face, “In order to prevent you from being implicated, I can only So, you won't cherish her, will you Jinwen?"

The name was bit on the tip of his tongue, and he spit out affectionately and lingeringly in the clear voice.

Mu Jin held his breath unconsciously, and his body stood up under his pressure, showing that his momentum was not weak.

"That's it."

No joy or anger can be seen from her face. This is completely different from Mu Jinwen who used to be angry at every turn, but Zhang Mingxu has accepted the now indecent mood of Mu Jin, and his eyes flashed close for a moment. The fanatical look was quickly and deeply suppressed by him.

Mu Jin didn't pay attention to his expression. If she kept staring at his face, she was afraid of revealing herself, so she could only put her eyes on his shoulders, with a gully chest.

Although she was very upset about Zhang Mingxu's unreasonable cards, but based on her character, she said nothing should be argued for a little palace lady, so she silently swallowed what was in her heart and turned to other things.

It's just that there is some caution in her heart, no matter what Duan Rongrong's plan is, or about the Jiumen Admiral, she never mentions it. Zhang Mingxu seemed to know that she didn't want to talk in depth now, and wisely gave up the inquiry.

After sending away Zhang Mingxu, Mu Jin started to daze in the house.

The plot nowadays has been separated from the original work, and she can hardly get any hints from the original work, as if she was caught in an intricate cocoon, which made her feel more and more pressing crisis.

Not to mention how to do the next villain task after Zhang Mingxu became weird, the task given by the current system makes her doubt whether it will die together.

Is it reasonable to issue the task of making her a concubine while the hostess is still in the correctional facility?

With all the complicated things in mind, Mu Jin put the clothes beside the incense to smoke, and went to bed preoccupiedly.

On this night, she had a dream.

The dream is not the big swallow's golden bricks and blue tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions, terraces and pavilions are all covered by a vast expanse of yellow sand.

Mu Jin clearly knew that he was in a child's body. A big man with a beard was laughing and rubbing her young cheek with a beard, while a crisp and cheerful laugh came from his own mouth.

The big man's dress is not like that of the Central Plains, and she is also wearing a long, narrow skirt with silver rings on her neck and wrists, which is quite Western style.

Everything is so weird, but in the dream she accepted all of it naturally, as if she had done it thousands of times.

"Jin'er, Father Wang will take you to see the city wall!"

So her small body shrank in front of the big man, and the two rode camels to the towering city wall. During the period, she curiously reached out to catch the hump, but was gently stopped by the big hand of the big man.

On the long yellow sand, a simple and solemn city stood in the strong wind. The vision in the dream was very blurred, but she clearly saw that the two strong words "Xiqiang" were written in the middle of the tall city gate.

She suddenly realized that this should be the hometown of the original owner Mu Jinwen, and that the Xiqiang dynasty under the Great Yan cavalry has now been destroyed.

King Xiqiang pushed her whole body to her shoulders and sat, her eyes raised a lot, and she clapped happily in applause.

The city walls are majestic and stretched, and the wind and sand swept in the distance, and her immature heart was vast and boundless.

"A Jin, are you afraid?" King Xi Qiang hugged her down, his voice rough and bold.

"Not afraid!" She heard her answer firmly.

King Xiqiang laughed boldly, and then asked her to look directly at him, kind and serious, "In the coming year, Bai Yao will help you gain a foothold in the Yan Palace. You must always be unafraid and don’t look back until we achieve our goal. ." His big rough palms held her small hands tightly, "Xiqiang's future lies with you."

This dream was so real, until Mu Jin woke up for a long time, she couldn't get rid of it.

She stroked her left hand, which was the one held by King Xiqiang in her dream, as if his roughness and temperature were still left behind.

"System," she called in her heart, "Did you arrange the dream just now?"

"What?" The system is unknown.

"It's okay."

Mu Jin didn't want to say too much.

This is not a systematic plot, but the true memory of the original owner, Mu Jinwen.

Carrying the expectations and ambitions of the entire dynasty, she desperately came to a strange country, but all this was wiped out in Yan Huang's ambition. Her country, her home, and her relatives all ceased to exist.

In this world, she is the only one who still carries the memory of her homeland, full of resentment but unable to tell.

So she hated Yu Wenrui, even if it was his father who destroyed Xi Qiang. She hates the entire country of Yan, and there is no one worthy of her love in the world.

When she woke up early the next morning, Mu Jin vaguely remembered that King Xiqiang mentioned a person's name in her dream. She carefully recalled it, but she was stunned and couldn't remember it.

The palace people who worked this morning found that today's Director Mu seemed absent-minded.

She stood under the willow tree with only dead branches and her eyes were empty, and she did not see the gloom in the usual day. The whole person was like a newly picked branch under the root of a tree, bringing a gleam of beauty to the quiet winter.

So in routine work, there are always people who secretly raise their eyes to peek at her, while secretly sighing: When Mr. Mu does not punish people, it is really seductive.

However, General Manager Mu has indeed not punished anyone for a long time. At most, he was just a few reprimands. In the eyes of these slaves who were frequently beaten and scolded by the master, it was not a punishment at all.

Thinking of this, the frequency of peeking up was even higher, so high that Mu Jin reacted from being distracted and confronted the one as soon as he raised his eyes.

Mu Jin:...

What is the peach heart in his eyes?

Flicking their sleeves pretending to be calm, they just wanted to call them lazy according to their settings, opened their mouths and closed them again.

Mu Jin has been thinking about her dream last night.

Except for the person who can't remember the name for a while, after experiencing this dream, Mu Jin seems to be closer to the original owner. She understands why in the original work, a girl is so cruel and cruel, she would rather step on countless people for her purpose. Blood.

It's just that although she understands, she still can't do those harmful things with her own hands like Mu Jin in the original work, and put her pain on more people.

Now, for her, this world is no longer just looking at flowers in the mist, separated by an invisible boundary, before she knew it, she had a sense of reality.

…So when she thought that the heroine Duan Rongrong was still suffering in the punishment center, Mu Jin felt ashamed of her.

In the final analysis, she was too unskilled in business, and would make the mistake of injuring the heroine.

The more Mu Jin thought about it, the more angry she became, and her expression that was still soft gradually became gloomy, and she saw that several palace men immediately lowered their heads, and did not dare to breathe.

Mu Jin glanced at them. Although she wanted to turn around and leave, according to the original owner's habit, she had to "supervise" them here until breakfast.

Had to hold up his hand again, like an old man returning from morning exercises, concealing his distraction with a calm face.

If according to the previous habit, Mu Jin would approach Zhang Mingxu directly to find a solution, anyway, the task assigned to him would be arranged very appropriately even if it was outrageous.

But after experiencing several abnormalities, Mu Jin now dare not rush to instruct Zhang Mingxu, at least before knowing the truth.

…Thinking about it this way, the social circle after she came to this world is really simple. After excluding Zhang Mingxu, there is no one to use for her. Can't she ask Yuwenrui to let others go?

When thinking of the Hundred Flowers Festival, Mu Jin decisively dismissed the idea after begging Yu Wenrui to give Duan Rongrong a chance.

Rong Feng's face flashed in his mind.

Mu Jin's expression paused.

...No way. The second man originally had a strange misunderstanding between her and the heroine. If you ask him again, God knows what strange thoughts will turn out under his cold coffin face.

Speaking of it, since returning to the palace, it seems that he hasn't seen him for a while.

Realizing that he had started to guess the whereabouts of the second man, Mu Jin quickly shook his head, and took a breath of winter wind, trying to clear his mind.

For the time being, unable to think of a perfect solution to save the heroine, Mu Jin had to deal with the work of the House of Internal Affairs anxiously. Zhang Mingxu came to look for it several times but was sent back by her, so that he should not be impatient for the time being, and he needs to make decisions before moving.

When she said this, her mo-like eyes were full of bottomless thoughts, and she saw Zhang Mingxu's face pious, and respectfully said that she would obey the order.

Fortunately, the two little eunuchs who were sent to the punishment center to be undercovers were still loyal. They would sneak out every night under Mu Jin’s arrangement to report on Duan Rongrong’s situation. After hearing that she had picked up the bedding deliberately thrown in the wood house , A little bit more at ease.

The epidemic in the west of the city lasted for a little half a year, and it was more than a month after Mu Jin returned to the palace when the doctor Ying wrote and said that the door could be opened.

Because in this plot, Mu Jin, the villain, not only did not hold back, but instead used his power to quickly stabilize the epidemic with the power of thunder, so the epidemic that had lasted until after the New Year came to an end at the end of the new year.

The emperor Yu Wenrui was overjoyed, bluntly saying that everyone deserves credit. It should be a reward for merits and deeds. Mu Jin's place is a hundred taels of gold and a few precious silks.

Although it is quite a lot, it is not too much based on Yu Wenrui's handwriting. It is estimated that 80% of him also know that Mu Jin is more greedy these years, and it doesn't take too much time to reward him.

Mu Jin had no objection to this, and without even looking at the glittering gold ingots, he knelt down to thank you.

Anyway, she is going to die sooner or later, what is she hiding so many treasures like a dragon?

However, the prompt sound from the system made her eyes light up: "Di-the branch mission is completed, the reward is exempted from punishment."

But then I remembered another impossible side task, and even the glimmer of light was extinguished. Looking at the gold was even less interested, but I felt dazzling.

Before, she tentatively asked the system whether the reward for completing this time can offset the punishment for not completing the task of the concubine, but the system could not answer this question.

Sure enough, behind the system, there is a more advanced existence that controls everything, and the commands it issues, even the system can't do anything.

She was dismissive of Jin and Yin, but made Li Lian who had come to pass the message take a few more glances.

Li Lian's expression was a bit complicated.

Mu Jin has recently stayed in the simplest form and is not quite clear about the affairs of the court. He has been by the side of the emperor, but he has heard of the quietly changing wind direction.

All the imperial physicians who returned from the west of the city, together with Yin Ke Wenxuan of Shuntian Mansion, wrote a letter, saying that General Mu was worthy of the name of imperial commission, was determined and decisive, behaved wisely, and deeply praised His Majesty’s sage.

These are all honest and incorruptible people who are known for their virtuous names. In addition, they haven't seen Mu Jin come out to engage in trouble for a while. Everyone can't help but doubt: Is this a change of sex?

At that time, the upper part of the saint was not visible, but Li Lian followed him for some years, and he could see his pleasure from the relief of his eyebrows all day long.

However, he only rewarded Mr. Mu with this item, which surprised him.

Mu Jin stood up after the salute, and saw Li Lian standing still looking at her with a complicated expression. He raised his eyebrows inexplicably, squinted and said, "Is Grandpa Li wanting to have a casual meal with me?"

Li Lian said, "Mr. Mu Gao Fengliang, these ordinary things must not be in your eyes, but you must also know that with your position in the heart of Long live Lord, as long as you speak, you can get no more than this?"

He thought he was dissatisfied?

Mu Jin grinned sadly and gave him a word, "I will ask your majesty for anything I want, and ask you to talk nonsense."

Li Lian was boring, but he knew her temper, so he had to smile inconsiderately, and didn't dare to mention it again.

Mu Jin: Really weak.

She turned around and she took out a part of the gold to reward the little **** who had protected Duan Rongrong.

During this period of time, under her secret protection, the hostess’s safety was nothing to worry about. She only tentatively brought Duan Rongrong out once, and was immediately chased by Wu Guiren, and she had to immediately take Duan Rongrong again. Sent back.

Wu Guiren's hatred has not dissipated, I am afraid that just letting Duan Rongrong enter the correctional center will not satisfy her, which also makes Mu Jin more alert.

At night this night, it may be a sign of the end of the epidemic, indicating that things will be reversed. The coming year must be a good year. At the end of January, which is approaching the Chinese New Year, Yanjing ushered in the first snow of the year.

Mu Jin was already ready to go to bed. When he habitually put on his coat and lay on the bed, he heard the excitement of the palace people coming from outside the courtyard. If he got up and opened the door of the house, he saw a large swath of white snow flakes under the deep blue night sky. It was sprinkled one after another, and a thin layer of frost had fallen on the ground and walls of the courtyard.

Under the blizzard of the sky, a gentleman with a warm green shirt and a large white man covered in a large white blouse walked closer from the path outside the courtyard.

He was slender and elegant, and stretched out a jade-like hand to uncover his hood, revealing Gu Qing's handsome face.

"Jin'er, long time no see, how are you?"

For a moment, Mu Jin felt that the snowflakes floating around him had become much gentler.

"Jin'er?" Gu Qing tilted her head, and a strand of black hair from the bun falling from wearing a hood fell on her cheeks, "Don't you ask me to go in?"

Mu Jin suddenly recovered.

Refusing to admit the fact that she was looking at others, Mu Jin stood at the door with a cold face: "It's too late. It doesn't seem to be compliant with the doctor Gu's visit to me."

The steps Gu Qing was about to take stopped.

He retracted his feet and looked at Mu Jin intently with Qingrun's beautiful eyes, except for gentleness.

"When you talked about the rules with me, do you think it's the identity of Manager Mu, or the identity of... your daughter's family?"

When he said this, Gu Qing leaned forward slightly, and the tip of his nose almost touched Mu Jin's forehead, and the deliberately lowered tail made his voice more sexy.

Mu Jin... Mu Jin gave him a horrified look.

The corners of Gu Qing's lips twitched slightly, and a smile that was as gentle and astonishing as the lotus of a snow-capped mountain was not waiting to unfold. Mu Jin grabbed the neckline, and a forceful dragged him into the door.

With a "bang", the door was closed vigorously, and the candlelight on the table was shaken violently by the impact of the cold wind. It was reflected on Mu Jin's face, showing her enchanting and ghostly features.

Gu Qing pretended to stagger for a few steps and then easily stood firm, stretched out his hand slowly to tidy up the wrinkled part of the neckline, and fixed his smile on Mu Jin's face.

"Why are you so enthusiastic."

Mu Jin silently split a gap: passion, who is passionate with you? This door is open in all directions, haven't you seen the little **** who is poking his head outside?

Even though I have started to do some dreams of the original owner, but Gu Qing's role has not yet come out. Mu Jin doesn't know how to deal with this guy who thinks he is familiar with her, and there is no related description in the original work, so I can only point it silently. Point to the stool next to the table, motion to sit down first.

Gu Qing didn't regard herself as a guest at all. Gu Pan's brilliant eyes circled the room, his eyes stopped for a moment on the small couch where Rong Feng stayed last time, and he looked away casually.

He raised his neck, and jade-like fingers untangled the thin straps little by little, with the elegance of the painting in every move.

Until he sat down on the chair, Mu Jin thought he was watching a beautiful man undressing/dressing/show.

Mu Jin poured two cups of tea in silence.

Gu Qing's gaze stayed on her face, "Just after coming back for more than a month, you will become thinner like this."

Mu Jin said in his heart, probably none of you characters in the plot are online, so I'm worried about it.

When we were in the epidemic area, everyone was very busy. In fact, Mu Jin didn't have much time to contact Gu Qing. Suddenly she was alone in the room. She adhered to the principle of saying too much and not saying anything if it was not necessary.

Seeing that she had no intention to speak, Gu Qing was not surprised. He picked up the tea cup and took a few sips. When putting it down, his thumb and index finger gently twisted the edge of the cup where his lips had touched, and sighed: "Now you don't want to talk to me. Did you speak?"

"No." The loneliness in his words stimulated Mu Jin, and he subconsciously denied it, "I... I don't talk to people very often, so I'm not used to it."

The original owner has never had a heart-to-heart person, she really doesn't know how to face this kind of scene.

Gu Qing heard this, a trace of heartache appeared in his eyes, and lowered his voice: "We have known each other for more than ten years. I have never asked you why you entered the palace or why you were willing to take great risks to do this, but you... It doesn’t have to be that way."

When Mu Jin heard it, he knew that he wanted to persuade her to give up pretending to be a eunuch, but he moved in his heart after listening to the words that looked like reminiscence, and became tempted.

"Gu Qing." She didn't know what to call, so she simply called her by name. "As you said, we have known each other for more than ten years. You should be very clear about what kind of person I am. Why bother to speak? Persuade me?"

When Mu Jin called out Gu Qing's name, Gu Qing's slightly gloomy eyes lit up because of heartache, and shook his head after hearing the question, "For more than ten years...you can count it, and I told me a few times. words?"

Gu Qing smiled bitterly: "Before you suddenly came to the hospital to rescue Rong Feng that day, unless you ask me on the day of the tide, how can you talk to me on weekdays."

Mu Jin never thought that she would get such an answer, and her eyes froze when she looked at Gu Qing.

This... In the heart of the original owner, is the Qingchen and refined doctor Gu such a capitalized tool person?

Gu Qing was still saying: "But the way you used to be is really intimacy... Now it's very good." His eyes were radiant, shaking with intoxicating tenderness, "The world talks a lot, you are cruel and cruel, and cruel to Zhongliang. , But I clearly see that you have worked hard for the common people, and you have done it yourself. It can be seen that your nature is like this, and you are still the one who threatened people and wanted to save me."

Mu Jin cracked again, and after being calm, she barely evoked a sneer arc, "I have forgotten about this, you can probably forget it."

She really doesn't know!

"You can forget, but I can't." Gu Qing put his gaze on the window, where the shadowy snowflakes falling on the branches were reflected. You saved my life when you are old."

He took another sip from his teacup, and also wiped away the traces of his contact.

Mu Jin didn't notice his obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness behavior, sitting there thoughtfully.

It turns out that the original owner and Gu Qing had such a past. No wonder even though Gu Qing did not admire the dignitaries and disagrees with the original owner's actions, he still extended a helping hand after the original owner lost power.

Originally, Gu Qing was in charge of the medical skills in the original work, watching her die coldly, and only escorting the heroine. Now, it has been a mistake to brush his favorability. What should happen to the subsequent plot... No, there is still Is there such a thing as a plot?

The system heard her voice and said: "Haha."

Mu Jin has a guilty conscience and a bad heart.

She was silent, and Gu Qing took her as a scene. Although his eyes rarely leave her, it doesn't make people feel sharp and uncomfortable. On the contrary, there is a kind of warmth that is cared about.

Mu Jin touched her heart, thinking that this might be the feeling left by the original owner.

However, Gu Qing leaned over when she saw her covering her heart, gently squeezed her wrist and **** together, "But it's uncomfortable?" Before Mu Jin could react, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her complexion gradually sank.

He put Mu Jin's hand back on her lap, his gentle eyes tightened, "You are already weak, and you are overworked regardless of the severity. Are you taking your body more seriously?"

The warmth gradually spread, even if Gu Qing was reprimanded, it could not stop the warmth that penetrated the limbs.

Is this how this body reacts to the only person who cares about her?

Mu Jin was stunned for a while, but he couldn't afford to drive him away anymore.

The two said something more, mostly because Gu Qing was telling her about the situation in the west of the city after leaving. Mu Jin listened in silence, knowing how much his own role he had omitted from the words.

After all, the doctor Ying sincerely praised Gu Qing with words, and the whole palace knew that the person who prescribed the prescription to completely curb the epidemic this time was Gu Qing.

Mu Jin listened carefully. It was just that she was busy in recent years and she had been thinking of ways to save Duan Rongrong. It was really hard work.

Gu Qing's voice was gentle and soft, and the candlelight was dim and warm. Mu Jin nodded, his head hanging down and no longer lifting it up.

Gu Qing stopped her voice and looked at the slender girl who shrank in the chair. There was a trace of the rumored majestic and ferocious girl. It was clearly the little girl who was asleep listening to the story.

He sighed, got up and picked up the girl in the lightest posture, feeling the weak and boneless weight in his arms, and the distress between his eyebrows was even worse.

Putting the sleeping Mu Jin on the bed, Gu Qing stood at the front of the window and looked at her for a moment, gently stroked her face with his fingertips, and shaved off a strand of hair.

Only when she is asleep, can she rest assured to show such a pure and exhausted look.

He said a lot tonight, but she didn't know and didn't need to know one thing.

If she didn't take the initiative to go to the hospital that night, maybe in her life, she would only wait for a certain disaster to come, and he would use his life to repay the rescue that year.

No intersection anymore.

Gu Qingqian sighed and tucked the quilt corners for the sleeping person. Just about to turn around and leave, the peacefully sleeping person suddenly licked his lips, and then let out a soft call, "Brother Bai Yao..."

Gu Qing suddenly turned around when he heard the name, and his gaze paused for a long time on Mu Jin's completely defenseless face.

With a wave of the delicate and beautiful ceramic hand in front of the swaying candle, the whole room suddenly plunged into darkness.

Gu Qing returned to the snow-white old man and put on his hood, his back disappeared into the twilight sky of the snowy night.

The next day Mu Jin opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the beam on the top of the room. After a moment of consciousness, he sat up and looked around. He subconsciously folded his hands in front of his chest to protect important parts. I felt a little more secure after winding up the stiff cloth.

Why did she fall asleep so defenselessly in front of Gu Qing?

Immediately remembering that Gu Qing knew the identity of her daughter's family, Mu Jin carefully took off her hand, secretly reproaching herself for being so heartbroken, so that it would be too dangerous to fall asleep in front of the plot characters anytime, anywhere.

There was a soft knock on the door, and the little **** asked her in a shrill voice if she got up, Mu Jin said in a deep voice, and started the day's "work" with a heavy heart.

The time has come to the twelfth lunar month, and the taste of the New Year in the palace has gradually increased. The emperor will stop the early dynasty on the twenty-sixth meeting of the twelfth lunar month, and all things must be handled before then.

Poor Mu Jin traveled to ancient times for the first time, and suddenly became the housekeeper of the palace's annual affairs. For a modern person who has only one person in his household registration and has his own new year, it is tantamount to the beginning of hell.

Great Yan State pays great attention to the New Year. On the thirtieth day, the palace will hold a "New Year's Banquet" where everyone from the court to the ministers needs to attend the meeting. After Mu Jin understood the process of this New Year's Eve banquet, he felt that it was nothing more than a ceremony for the emperor to give the Sixth Palace a reward.

But the preparation work can be quite difficult.

Mu Jin left for the House of Internal Affairs early in the morning to personally participate in all the preparations. Pork, fat duck, vegetable duck, fat chicken, fat chicken, seafood and other delicacies from mountains and seas are all urgently delivered from all over the country. Fresh ingredients, including fruits from Yunnan, Hainan and other places, are added with ice cubes to keep them fresh, which is bound to add luster to the New Year's banquet and not lose the emperor's face.

In addition to the ingredients, the etiquette system on the day of the New Year's banquet must be discussed with the Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette.

When Mu Jin finally withdrew from the dazzling list of ingredients, his eyes were basically dizzy and circle-shaped, but learned that Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites had personally come to the side hall of the Internal Affairs Office to wait to meet with her, so she had to straighten out her tired face. , Put on a pampering and charming appearance to meet people.

The Book of Etiquette was not as rigid and serious as Mu Jin had imagined. On the contrary, he was rich and amiable. When Mu Jin came in, he did not put on airs, but stood up and politely handed over to her: "Mr. Mu."

Mu Jin was flattered, unable to appear arrogant for a while, bowed his hand in reply: "Master Qin."

"As for the new year's banquet ceremony system, I would like to ask Mr. Mu to bother a lot." Shang Shu of the Ministry of Etiquette continued to smile politely.

Mu Jin was confused by his attitude, so she had to pull her face to be polite with him.

In the following discussion, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites did not intend to hide her privately, but sincerely informed one by one of the things that need to be paid attention to on the day of the New Year’s banquet. It was just a pair of small, smiling eyes that were not malicious, and they were not malicious. Looking at her deeply, making her hairy.

When the villain became accustomed, Mu Jin was not used to this kind of inexplicable kindness. Seeing that things were almost explained, he hurriedly got up and turned away from his busy schedule and left. Otherwise, depending on this little old man’s posture, he would have to deal with the time. Shichen must tell her everything in detail.

"In that case, Mr. Mu, walk slowly." Shang Shu of the Ministry of Etiquette blinked his small eyes, seemingly regretful.

Until Mu Jin left the door, she could still feel the small condensed eyes staring at her back.

What's the matter with this person?

Mu Jin carefully recalled the original work in his mind, and he couldn't remember the role of the official book of courtesy in the plot.

It's probably just a special NPC, don't need to care too much.

Forcibly comforting herself, Mu Jin turned his thoughts and turned to Duan Rongrong, his thoughtful expression suddenly becoming bitter.

Chinese New Year is about to come, do you want the little girl to stay alone in the woodshed?

I was walking forward with my head down in a sad stomach, and suddenly a deep and magnetic call came from behind him: "Mu Jinwen."

Mu Jin stopped all of a sudden