The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

After Gu Qing knocked on the door, he listened carefully to the movement inside the door. When he heard no response, he thought that Mu Jin had fallen asleep, and sighed secretly, preparing to turn around and leave.

Also, today, as the eve of the New Year's Eve, there should be no less preparations. With such a weak body, she has a serious and careful character. How can she not do it herself, she must arrange everything carefully.

I was worried that she was annoyed at myself, so I didn't rush to find her, but after all he was worried about her condition, and couldn't help it, so I came to visit late at night.

After all, I ignored it. Mu Jin must have fallen asleep because he is so tired today.

However, when he just turned around, a loud noise suddenly came from the house.

I think that when someone was restrained, they would forcibly knock down the table and chair.

Gu Qing's expression was profitable, and he was not polite for a while, raised his long legs and kicked at the door. The seemingly solid door was opened under the seemingly weak leg of the imperial physician.

Gu Qing's figure shined on the gray ground through the faint moonlight, swept through the wind and snow.

A sharp look appeared in her gentle and indifferent eyes, and she glanced around as soon as she entered the door. When she saw the scene in front of her, she showed a hint of amazement.

The tables and chairs in the house were turned over, and the tea set and lunch box on the table was shattered on the ground. Mu Jin stood in the middle of the mess, with a slightly pale face still in a daze that didn't react.

In front of her, Zhang Mingxu fell to the ground holding his chest, with one hand on the ground, his fingers seemed to be cut by the shards of the teapot, and red blood was slowly oozing out.

He looked a little bit painful, but he didn't have any resentment towards Mu Jin. He lifted his breath and straightened his upper body without standing up. He just knelt in front of Mu Jin, bowed his head and said: "You are willing to punish me, it must be right. I still look forward to it. Give me another chance and I will do what you have arranged."

Mu Jin stood on the spot, watching the scene after being kicked into a fierce battle and the injured subordinate, slowly retracting his thoughts.

Zhang Mingxu was there talking inviting words, Mu Jin quietly lowered his eyes and looked at his leg, wondering if this is an ordinary leg. When did it have such power?

She did not answer, but looked up at Gu Qing who broke in the door.

Gu Qing's gaze scanned her up and down, confirming that she was not hurt, and was looking down at Zhang Mingxu's wound and the obvious footprints on his chest.

Mu Jinsheng has a current sense of guilty conscience that is caught by his parents in a fight at school.

She did not expect that things would turn out to be like this.

Just now, Mu Jin saw the voice of Gu Qing who had been waiting for a whole day. At this moment when the atmosphere was tense, it sounded from outside the door. He didn't think much about it for a while, and immediately stood up and wanted to open the door.

It's just that her fever hasn't completely faded away, and the strength of her body is still weak. She stood up abruptly to make the brain insufficiently supplied with oxygen. When she felt dizzy, her body swayed twice.

She caught a glimpse of her in Yu Guang, and Zhang Mingxu immediately approached her for a few minutes and stretched out his hand to touch her.

Zhang Mingxu has long been labeled as "dangerous" in her heart. People are more sensitive when they are sick. Seeing him leaning toward him, he kicked his chest without even thinking about raising a foot.

She is a nonchalant and has practiced dancing. She has a soft and resilient body. This leg lift really made her kick Zhang Mingxu's chest firmly.

What she didn't expect was that Zhang Mingxu did not hide, so he took Mu Jin's kick so abruptly, and fell back unbearably, thus knocking over the table.

Mu Jin: Is he touching porcelain, or is this body actually born with supernatural power?

At this time, the system came out weakly: "Yes, I'm sorry Mu Mu, I just added a defense to your conditioned reflex, originally it just hardened your bones in an instant, so that you will not be hurt, who knows you? The kick is so accurate."

Mu Jin:...

She understood. The system was saying that she didn't expect her to be so awkward that she kicked someone's chest with one kick.

The hardened bones of the system are not worth the steel and copper bones... Mu Jin couldn't help worrying about Zhang Mingxu's safety.

"Cough, cough."

The buff of the system passed, and Mu Jin returned to a weak physique, and even became even more exhausted because of excessive exertion.

She hid her face with her sleeves and coughed slightly, her voice hoarse and tired: "Gu Qing, come and see him, don't let anything go wrong."

At first glance, this sounded like a good leader caring for his subordinates.

—If the injury of the subordinate is not given by the leader himself.

Zhang Mingxu's fingers and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he lowered his head to cover his eyes, as if he had just been abused. Mu Jin's indifferent words sounded like a pervert who didn't blink.

In order to explain to Gu Qing, she added: "Although he is unfavorable in doing things, he is not guilty of death."

Zhang Mingxu knelt straight on the ground, confessing to Mu Jin's words.

And Gu Qing stared at her with complicated eyes, before speaking for a while, "What did he commit? Is it worth your breath?"

Mu Jin was silent. Although Zhang Mingxu felt like doing bad things all over his body, he did not know what to do to her, and suddenly hurt people like this, which is indeed doubtful.

She just wanted to find a reason to explain, and then she thought about it—wait, she is a villain, why should she explain her behavior to a decent character, and let Gu Qing misunderstand this scene, isn't it better?

Mu Jin looked back at Gu Qing's gaze, there were questions, heavy, and imperceptible pleadings.

"Jin'er, just keep your truest appearance like this, don't go back."

Gu Qingqing's sincere words sounded in her ears again, and the joy that had just risen in Mu Jin's heart was instantly suppressed.

Is he begging himself not to give him an answer that he cannot accept?

However, it was destined to disappoint him.

Mu Jin's robe sleeves were still in front of her lips, her slender and enchanting phoenix eyes looked at Gu Qing with deep contempt and boredom, "If you make a mistake, you will be punished, otherwise what will be the rules." The tone was light, as if even if Zhang Mingxu was kicked to death by mistake just now, he deserved it, "Furthermore, he is not worth my breath."

Zhang Mingxu was still hanging his head, but when Mu Jin said this, his straight back trembled.

A drop of blood dripped from under his drooping face, and it landed on the cracked opening of the teapot with a sticky luster.

Mu Jin seemed careless, but in fact closely followed Gu Qing's expression.

When he heard Mu Jin's words, something faintly loosened under his eyes. His face paled a bit, but his expression gradually calmed down, and he would never see the eagerness and worry that he had just rushed into the house.

Gu Qing bypassed the mess without saying a word, squatting down to get Zhang Mingxu's pulse.

As soon as his hand touched Zhang Mingxu, Zhang Mingxu tilted his body slightly.

"There is a Lao Gu doctor, don't bother for the slave." Zhang Mingxu put a bleeding hand in front of him, "This is the wound left to me by Jinwen. It must be a mistake worth remembering. I need to use it to remind myself."

Mu Jin sneered, "Since it was his own request, then you don't have to be tired, let him take it."

The more Mu Jin talked about it, the more she felt like a trembling S. Saying this kind of lines in front of the doctor Gu, who was like an immortal, gave her an inexplicable sense of shame.

Only the effect is obvious to the naked eye.

Gu Qing got up slowly, staring at the two of them for a while, the temperature of the voice dropped, and it was no different from when he faced any outsider, "It's Gu. If that's the case, Gu will not bother you. It's a bit."

Gu Qing leaned forward to salute, and made the unfamiliar politeness to the extreme.

Then he turned around without hesitation and left this place.

Mu Jin watched him leave, almost moved to tears.

Her villain has been in the dust for a long time, and has been trying to recover from it. It happened to be from Gu Qing to pick up the hope of completing the task little by little.

One was sent away and there was one left. Mu Jin's icy gaze fell on Zhang Mingxu's drooping head, and she sat back on her original chair.

Fortunately, Zhang Mingxu just fell to the ground in the opposite direction and didn't knock down her chair.

"Do you know what you should do next?" Mu Jin asked.

Zhang Mingxu finally raised his head, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were filled with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Mu Jin thought for a while and gave him a reassurance: "For Yan Guo, I will only have a deeper hatred than you. How can you think that I have forgotten our goal? Who gave you the courage to question? To me?"

"Subordinates are confused." Zhang Mingxu took a few steps forward with his knees, carefully reaching out to support Mu Jin's knees, and seeing her throwing away without disgust, the fear on his face was reduced a bit, "Subordinates must follow the orders carefully. , No longer questioning you, you...give me another chance, okay?"

Mu Jin cast his eyes down and stared at his implied begging eyes, curling the corners of his lips for a moment, and a familiar smile appeared in his eyes, "Naturally."

Zhang Mingxu walked away tremblingly. Mu Jin sat in the only chair still standing and watched the chaos. The faces of several main characters flashed in his mind.

One Gu Qing has already done it, and there will always be a chance for the remaining ones.

She will surely regain her reputation as a villain!

The winter in Yanjing is very snowy. In the early morning of New Year's Eve, there was a heavy snowfall in the sky. Even if the roads in the palace are cleaned diligently, a layer of snow will inevitably fall.

The palace people are busy, stepping on such a small road, it is inevitable that they will slip underfoot. Mu Jin stood at the intersection of Yuhuayuan, which must pass by all sides, and stared at them early in the morning, for fear that the valuables they were carrying might be missed.

When she was busy, she raised her head and looked into the distance, and saw that the entire imperial city was shrouded in thick white snow, lined with Zhu Hong's towering walls, which was exceptionally beautiful.

Duan Rongrong carefully obeyed Mu Jin's order and would not leave her a step since she got up. At this time, she stood beside Mu Jin, holding an umbrella to block the snowflakes falling on Mu Jin.

The beauty under the Zhu Umbrella has a red face, and in Duan Rongrong's eyes, this scene is far more beautiful than the snow scene of the imperial city.

This is the busiest day of the year in the entire imperial city.

As the head of the House of Internal Affairs, Mu Jin basically did not rest for a day to prevent Yu Wenrui from catching the wrong place. He just prepared the longevity lamp and made people hang it in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The people who turned to the big dining room came again. It was reported that one sturgeon from the north had died.

Mu Jin only felt black in front of her eyes.

Duan Rongrong didn't know why, seeing Mu Jin's yin face immediately, he carefully tugged on her sleeve, "Is it important to die a fish?"

The **** who came to report the letter sighed, "Auntie, you really did not eat the fireworks with Mr. Mu. This sturgeon is a tribute. The lord of each palace, whoever has and who does not, are all set rules. This is suddenly If one died, which master did it deduct?"

Duan Rongrong's eyes widened, "It's so serious, but we didn't kill the fish if they died. Why can't we blame us?"

"You really are." The **** sighed, too lazy to pay attention to her.

Duan Rongrong looked at Mu Jin pitifully.

"The people above don't care who killed the fish." Mu Jin's voice was faint, "The House of Internal Affairs is not well preserved, it means that there has been an omission in handling affairs. Who is responsible for this guilt?"

As the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Mu Jin dared not say anything else. He was the first to bear the brunt of the incident.

Duan Rongrong is also aware of the seriousness of the problem. Once Mu Jin is involved, she will be more anxious than if something happens to her, "What should I do! You guys don’t take a good look. You won’t die sooner or later. Why is it on the day of the New Year’s banquet? died?"

She was not stupid enough anyway, and immediately realized that the fish had died unusually.

If it is not adapted to the environment in the middle of Beijing, it should show abnormality as early as the first shipment, and the person in charge will report it in time. Mu Jin has enough time to contact the north and ask them to send another one.

However, the fish died that day. It was clear that Mu Jin was not given time to react. It would not be good for her to be biased towards anyone, so she could only bear the blame for unfavorable work, and she was not a human being in front of Emperor Yan.

What's more, in this era, a person's life is not as noble as a fish, and it is not a rare thing. Who knows how serious it is to be the emperor to blame it and fall on everyone's head.

"Miss Duan, you have wronged us." The **** said, "Our people treat these sturgeons more expensively than their own mothers, but he suddenly felt abdominal pain when he changed shifts this morning. I went to the cottage, after I came back..."

"I'm afraid it's hard to guard against a secret arrow." Mu Jin sneered. "Who in this palace can't live with us, don't you know?"

The eunuch: "Mr. Mu, you have too many suspects."

Mu Jin: ... Excuse me.

Duan Rongrong still has no impression of the original owner. From her knowledge, there is only one person who will attack Mu Jin, and said angrily: "Wu Yu's hand is too long, right? Yes, I reached into the big dining room."

Mu Jin thought but did not speak.

Duan Rongrong was right. No matter how arrogant Wu 嫔 was, she was just an ordinary concubine. There was no reason to affect the large dining room. Behind her, Mu Jin didn't believe that there was anyone helping her.

But now that things have happened, no matter how much entanglement, it is meaningless. Wu Bi wants Mu Jin to stumble, and it depends on whether her legs are strong enough.

"You go back now, and you must tell the people below to take care of your mouth." Mu Jinfeng's eyes were cold, and he shot at the poor **** in a chill, "If the news of the sturgeon's death is spread, you know what will happen. as a result of."

The **** shivered abruptly, swearing to the sky on the spot, and he would definitely not let the news leak out for half a minute.

He looked at Mu Jinsi's face without panic, and then cautiously asked, "Ms. Mu, how should this sturgeon be served?"

Mu Jin hooked his finger at him, "Come here."

The **** leaned forward tremblingly, and Mu Jin leaned forward to his ear, and said a few words in detail, "...understand?"

The **** looked worried: "Is this... feasible? After all, Wu Bi is the most popular person in front of the emperor..."

Mu Jin smiled non-smilingly, she became more eye-catching as silk, and even more panicked than the whole harem: "Do you think she will be more red than me in front of the emperor?"

The **** immediately showed awe.

Mu Jin glanced at Duan Rongrong, who was ignorant beside him, and said in his heart: I'm sorry, let your hero use it again.

As for La Yuwenrui's appearance of a fake tiger, Mu Jin is now very familiar with him, and has no guilt for him.

The **** hurriedly left to do what Mu Jin explained. Duan Rongrong looked at Mu Jin blankly, "Mr. Mu, what have you explained? Can this pass really be passed?"

"It's just a fish. I want to make trouble for me with this. The method is still a little worse." Mu Jin shook his cuffs and performed his indifferent calm to the extreme. "She is just as capable."

The admiring star appeared in Duan Rongrong's eyes: "As expected of Mr. Mu, as expected of the person I like!"

Mu Jin shuddered, almost failing to maintain the aura of pretending to be x.

Why did he say it well, and then he confessed to nothing?

Time soon arrived at night, and the princes and ministers and the women of the palaces who came to the banquet came one after another.

The venue for the New Year’s banquet was set at Qianqing Palace. This palace was used for important government affairs in Mu Jin’s history. It was similar to a place dedicated to entertainment in Dayan. The last Hundred Flowers Festival was also here. Mu Jin is also quite familiar with it.

At the beginning of the darkening of the day, palace lanterns with the word "Fu" lit up on both sides of the gates of the Qianqing Palace. Under the eaves, there was a team of Shao Le. When people came one after another, the sound of prosperous silk and bamboo wind gradually sounded, showing With the great power of Dayan, the world is peaceful.

The hall is divided into two ceremonial guards, one for the ministers and nobles, and the other for the concubines of the harem. The emperor today has no queen, let alone a queen mother, so there is only one seat on the Ming Golden Dragon Banquet table in the middle.

As the general manager, Mu Jin naturally can't fish in troubled waters at such an important banquet. She stood by the side of the Golden Dragon banquet table, looking at the overall situation, watching her subordinates lead all the nobles to their positions.

At this time, taking Duan Rongrong with him would not be compliant, and she could only temporarily place her in the queue of maids waiting on the side of the palace.

Suo Xing's maidens are guarded against secret calculations, each with their own accustomed court ladies, and there is no need for her to come forward and wait on them. Mu Jin can put her there and feel a little relieved.

Mu Jin watched the parties seated, squinted at the place where Duan Rongrong was, and saw her staring wide-eyed at the people and horses in the hall, and a little smile appeared in her heart.

Even if she was arranged to be the maid of the court, Mu Jin didn't just arrange it casually with her eyes closed.

Before the banquet began, the people who arrived were all officials with lower ranks and concubines with lower ranks. Duan Rongrong also sat on the table in front of him early.

Mu Jin moved her gaze, and met the same gaze as the little wolf pup who had been staring at her.

Princess An He sat alone at the banquet table, and the seat next to Huigui was empty. Mu Jin looked away after taking a look.

Now that he and Gu Qing are in a stalemate, I don't know if he will pay attention to Huiguiren's condition. After the end of the year, let's go see her.

As the hour got late, some of the more important figures began to appear one after another.

The imperial concubine was still dressed in a crimson dress, as noble and beautiful as a fairy concubine. Her side was followed by Xu Luzhao with a dignified smile. She embroidered a circle of elegant lilacs at the corners of the white dress, barely showing that she was not here to give it. Great New Year's time to add to the block.

They were seated at the bottom of the Golden Dragon banquet table, their eyes lingering on Mu Jin for a moment.

Mu Jin turned their eyes back, as if too lazy to deal with them too much, and turned his head to the side.

Neither the imperial concubine nor Xu Luzhao could see any signs of conspiracy. Could it be that the Sturgeon's matter was just Wu Yan who was dizzy?

Whatever you want to come, the little **** who rolls out outside the hall said loudly: "Wu Niang Niang is here—"

Concubine Wu wore a large skirt with purple embroidered albizia flowers, pinched her waist and supported by Qiaozhu. As the only pregnant concubine in the harem, her attitude is not arrogant, even more than the imperial concubine. late.

She first saw Mu Jin standing shining brightly, her face distorted for a second, and then she snorted heavily, then turned to bow to the imperial concubine Yingying.

Although it was a salute, but seeing her holding one hand on her waist and barely squatting down with the support of Qiaozhu, how could the concubine dare to let her really worship, and quickly let her exempt her.

"The concubine's body is really upset, but it made the concubine empress laugh." Wu Yu said with a smile, and looked at Xu Luzhao who was on the side for a short time.

This pair of eyes happened to be seen by Mu Jin.

She looked at Wu Bi who was already seated, and then at Xu Luzhao, who was smiling flawlessly, and she paused for a while.

When did these two hook up?

What can they do when they hook up?

With the question mark in his head, Mu Jin felt another sharp gaze.

She adjusted her expression, pretending to look back inadvertently, a white-bearded and energetic old man was sitting at the other end of the golden dragon banquet table, staring at her with piercing eyes.

Beside him, Rong Feng sits awkwardly, his eyes falling on Mu Jin's body are as bright and soft as stars.

Oh humiliation.

Although Mu Jin didn't know the old man, she still knew the arrangement of the seats, coupled with the evidence of Rong Feng, let her confirm the old man's identity.

It's just that Mu Jin thought he had not had time to be a demon on the head of Lieutenant Rong, and his inexplicable hostile gaze was a bit inexplicable.

And Taiwei Rong sat almost on an equal footing, it was the imperial concubine's father, Prime Minister Xu, who had always pierced Mu Jin's nose and eyes.

Yes, these two people get together, because of the same resentment towards Mu Jin, they might be confidants.

Mu Jin thought happily.

You know, the brothers of Taiwei Rong and Prime Minister Xu were good brothers, but they didn't have much friendship, whether it was due to the death of General Xu or to avoid the emperor's suspicion.

At this time, the **** of the roll call shouted with an unprecedented high-pitched voice: "The emperor is here—"

The civil and military officials, together with the concubines of the six palaces, collectively stood up and bowed down to the emperor and saluted: "See the emperor, long live the emperor."

Mu Jin knelt down, and from the corner of his eyes he saw Yu Wenrui wearing a Jiulong Jifu, walking slowly among the people who were kneeling, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, the emperor's imposing manner was not angry or presumptuous.

He walked by himself, as if gathering the luxury of the ancestors of the Great Yan Kingdom.

Mu Jin had to admit that Yu Wenrui was a bit of a dog, but as the only male protagonist in the heartthrob novels, his looks and abilities are still impressive.

"All the Qings are flat." Yu Wenrui stretched out his arms as if embracing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

With the time of getting up, Mu Jin looked sideways at Duan Rongrong behind her eyes, wanting to see if she was attracted by the male protagonist's hormones, and thus embarked on the road of striving for favor.

Duan Rongrong blinked her big eyes and didn't look at Yu Wenrui at all. It happened to be towards Mu Jin in this direction, so she just stared at Mu Jin's back.

Therefore, as soon as Mu Jin turned around, she was caught, and immediately seized the opportunity to smile back.

Mu Jin:...

What is she expecting.

"Today is New Year's Eve, you don't have to abide by the etiquette, everyone is happy."

Yu Wenrui didn't put on airs on the contrary, and made a posture of the emperor and his ministers having fun. He made a simple opening remark to everyone, then turned to Mu Jin and nodded: "It's time to start."

Mu Jin saluted respectfully, got up to face the crowd, was very angry, and said loudly: "New Year's banquet, start—"

Suddenly the sound of silk music began, and the dancers walked from the back to the center in a curly and graceful manner to the music, dancing gracefully to cheer everyone up.

Yu Wenrui greeted the imperial concubine and the pregnant woman Wu, as if the reprimands against Wu Xi had never happened in the past few days.

Uncle Wu could not express his dissatisfaction. She returned his words with a pretty smile. Yu Wenrui couldn't tell whether she was still alive or not. After a few words, she turned her head and looked at the dance music under the stage, but she got up with Mu Jin. Words: "Looking at this extravagant wind music reminds me of Jinwen's pipa, but it is more shocking than this ordinary sound."

Mu Jin smiled with surprise, "Your Majesty has praised it, the minion's tricks, it’s the blessing of the minion to be able to laugh at your Majesty."

Yu Wenrui smiled slightly, but Mu Jin didn't want to continue to be sour with him.

To know where she is standing at the moment is almost the focus of everyone, as long as they look up, they will definitely see her standing.

With just a few words, she already felt that her back was going to be pierced.

So he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty has been busy all day, I must be hungry, right? The servant will pass the food."

Yu Wenrui nodded and said, "Also."

Mu Jin was relieved.

Of course, you don’t need to send Mu Jin, who is the general manager, to send food, but today is obviously not a normal time. Mu Jin winked at the waiting staff, and the little **** ran out without stopping, and notified the food delivery who had already been waiting outside the hall. Palace man.

It is the custom of Dayan to serve tea before serving. The tea has already been drunk at this time, and then the appetizer is served cold.

Everyone waited for a long time. At this time, they were already hungry, and the appetizer was solved very quickly. After Yu Wenrui nodded to Mu Jin again, Mu Jin bowed to indicate that he knew, and then began to deliver the hot dishes.

There are as many as fifty-five ways.

Mu Jin stood alone at the golden dragon banquet table, guarding a bunch of delicious food but couldn't eat a bite, her eyes couldn't help but feel a bit resentful.

Fortunately, the position where she is standing not only gathers eyes, but also overlooks the audience.

She saw Duan Rongrong looking at the dishes in front of Princess An He with the same coveted gaze, seeing Princess An He secretly loading some easy-to-carry food with her handkerchief, seeing Rong Feng answering his father’s question seriously, and seeing Xu Luzhao's eyes kept glancing in the direction of Rong Feng.

Turning his head again, Wu Bi stared at her with a poisonous gaze, and showed an unreserved vicious smile.

Mu Jin quietly tightened his nerves.

Sure enough, after the end of the song, Wu Yu stood up slowly, supporting Yuwen Ruifu, then smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the concubines have heard that the North has paid tribute to several sturgeons in the past few years. It should be I asked for auspiciousness at the New Year's banquet, but the concubines waited all night, why didn't they wait?"

If she looked at Mu Jin pointedly, she smelled like her teeth were clenched, "I wonder if Mr. Mu has a lot of things in charge of the staff, and there was a mistake when taking care of the sturgeon, so there is no fish to go on?"

coming. Mu Jin straightened her back.

The emperor's favored concubine attacked the emperor's favored courtier in court. This was a rare good show. All the voices were silent for a while, and everyone's eyes were on the stage.

No one who can be qualified to sit here is a fool. At this moment, seeing Wu Bi said so, how can it be unclear, this batch of sturgeons must be a problem.

It depends on how the petting minister will respond to the pet consort.

When Xu Luzhao saw this scene for the first time, he looked a little frightened, leaned against the concubine's side, and the concubine patted her hand comfortingly.

Rong Feng's face sank visibly with his naked eyes, and he frowned and looked here, ignoring what his old father said.

The old Taiwei hated iron and slapped him a few times, but he was extremely helpless.

Yu Wenrui’s smile faded. He glanced at Wu Bi staring at Mu Jin, his brows frowned imperceptibly, and when he turned to Mu Jin, he was still gentle and kind, "Jin Wen, since it is Wu Binti Please don’t hide and tuck it, let everyone and the little prince stay in vain and get on the sturgeon.”

Seeing the emperor's request, Wu's body was trembling slightly with excitement. Her fingernails were pinching her palms under her sleeves, and she looked at Mu Jin's calm face with bitterness, wishing to go up and draw flowers. s face.

"Yes." She added charmingly, unable to suppress the excitement in her tone. "Sturgeon is precious and delicious. Even your majesty can only taste one or two at the New Year's banquet. Mr. Mu must never disappoint his majesty. I’m looking forward to it."

Go up, once you can't come out, whether it's a bad job or the crime of killing a sturgeon, if there is one, even your majesty can't protect this **** castrate.

Seeing Mu Jin's blessed body, he answered: "Yes, Your Majesty."