The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Poor Rong Feng, a straight steel man who was used to dancing with swords and guns, and a noble young master born with a golden spoon, may never have coaxed people with such a low voice and cautiously, his tone of speech was a little stiff.

But he was serious, his clear eyes reflected the moonlight and snow, clearly showing only Mu Jin alone.

As if between the two colors, she was the only third kind he could see.

Mu Jin stared into his eyes, her expression became a little dazed.

Even if she is a straight woman with a steel head, she still feels subtly at this moment that the attitude of the second man towards her is a bit... weird.

Although she has been single for nineteen or twenty years, she has watched novels and TV series. In the original work, the taciturn male second seems to have strange and clumsy reactions only when facing the heroine, and the words will respond accordingly. More land.

It's just that all the thoughts of the heroine are placed on the hero, and for the second man who has made great changes for her, there is only pure socialist brotherhood in his heart.

Thinking of this, Mu Jin couldn't help but sympathize with Rong Feng.

Her thinking strayed, and her gaze looking at Rong Feng was no longer so vigilant, and when she hadn't noticed it, she actually became a little soft.

At this time, white snow began to fall in the sky again, and the cool water vapor fell between Mu Jin's eyebrows, as if it had melted away the usual acrimony and boredom there.

Two people stood quietly in the snow, only the sound of wind and falling snow could be heard by their ears, and the world was silent.

Seeing that Mu Jin didn't turn around, Rong Feng would not take the initiative to disturb the silence at this moment. He stood upright on the spot wearing a single coat with his strong physical fitness, and insisted on reaching out his hand without taking it back.

He was afraid that once he made a little change, it would break the balance at the moment, and Mu Jin would break away from the current state and return to the director Mu who hated him.

But Mu Jin stood there for a while, feeling deeply that he was probably stupid, and after looking at Rong Feng, he couldn't get angry.

"If you don't show up in front of me, I won't be angry anymore." She murmured.

But he didn't want Rong Feng to be a martial artist. He heard this whisper into his ears. Even though he tried to pretend that he didn't hear it, his eyes dimmed slightly.

The young man, who was still so dazzling, turned gray in a blink of an eye, like a big dog falling into the water, there was no trace of prestige.

Rong Feng pursed his lips. After all, he couldn't bear to make Mu Jin embarrassed. His arms that had never tremble when exposed to the snow trembled, and he shrank to recover.

However, before he could take it back, a slender hand quickly stretched out and took the ugly cloth bag from his hand.

Rong Feng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Mu Jin who lowered his head to open the cloth bag, his back straightened with excitement.

Mu Jin didn't think too much, anyway, it was cooked once and cooked again, and Rong Feng's pastries were not collected once or twice. There was no need to make him ugly on such trivial matters.

She casually reached out and took it.

He didn't notice Rong Feng's more stiff expression, and opened the cloth bag with a little disgust.

Thinking of the same chestnut cake, Duan Rongrong used oiled paper and exquisite packaging in a food box, and looked at the cloth rubbed like a handkerchief wiped his nose at this moment, revealing an expression of indescribable expression.

"But I don't know that Lieutenant Rong really loves this chestnut cake. The new year's banquet can't eat the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, so he just brought this." Mu Jin couldn't bear it. He stared at him without blinking, as if to her. He burned a hole and deliberately had nothing to say, "Even if Lieutenant Rong loves this, please tell the Office of Internal Affairs, a few chestnut cakes will not be stingy with Lieutenant Rong."

After opening it, I saw the cake that had been squeezed into crumbles again, and I didn't know what Rong Feng had bothered to bring it in.

Rong Feng observed her expression and saw that she was disgusted, but he did not throw it away on the spot, a slight smile appeared.

"I don't dare to bother the Ministry of Internal Affairs." He said, "Know that someone doesn't even want to give me dishes, so how dare you ask her to prepare this and that."

Mu Jin was a bit inexplicable for a while, and it took half a second to remember that she used to tell him to let Rong Feng prepare his own food in order to be frustrated with the minister of courtesy, but she didn't expect the little old man to really convey it.

She was a little embarrassed, "Lieutenant Rong is joking. You are also a well-known young talent among princes and nobles. If you give orders, how can the slaves not follow suit."

Seeing her left and right, Rong Feng refused to admit it. The expression on his face was fresh and agile, not at all like the usual gloomy appearance. He manually moved on his side, but still clenched his fist and did not move.

The atmosphere fell silent again for a while.

Mu Jin poked the scraps in the cloth bag with his fingertips, feeling a little headache.

How on earth should she be the same as the wooden second male second, in addition to mutual exchanges?

And since when did this loyal and upright male second have such a strange atmosphere with her?

Could it be that he wanted to take the route of warming the villain?

No, she is not wearing a book to save the darkened villain. The only ending that her villain should usher in is being betrayed by everyone, doing all the bad things, and then dying alone and tragically in the jail.

Mu Jin tried to remember, but found that she couldn't remember what a normal male second should look like. The description in the original work was too far and far away, as if it was a fan work bearing the name of Rong Feng, which made her completely irreplaceable. Go in.

"System, system." In madness, Mu Jin sent a signal to the system frantically, "What is the situation now? What should I do!"

The system sneered "Heh", "Didn't you always have a good idea? I see what you do."

Mu Jin was silent.

Now facing the system, she always has an inexplicable guilty conscience. Seeing that she was taken back by the system as soon as she spoke, she didn't dare to ask any more.

Angrily, she twisted the pastry into more crushed powder with her fingers, and she couldn't help feeling a little bit of sorrow for the unreasonable male second in her heart.

At this time, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and it fell on Mu Jin's nose. It was a bit cold and some itchy. She was about to reach out to wipe it, and a warm and rough fingertip gently touched the tip of her nose.

Mu Jin raised his head and saw Rong Feng's unknowingly approaching face. He was staring at her seriously, and reached out to wipe the water stains on the tip of her nose.

"If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it." He took the cloth bag in her hand again, "Mu Jinwen, I will say a word to you now, and you will remember it for the time being."

Hearing this as if it were the beginning of a declaration of war, Mu Jin immediately straightened up with a serious expression and looked back at him gravely.

Does this male second think that she doesn't know good and bad, and finally doesn't take the route of tenderness?

Just listen to Rong Feng taking a deep breath, his heavy magnetic voice lined against the flying snow in the sky, and it was as thick as iron.

Rong Feng said: "I know that you have a hard time, working in the palace every step of the way. I don't want to be trampled underfoot. I will not pretend to be kind and give up. I just have one request."

He paused, and seemed to have taken a lot of effort to sort out this sentence.

"I hope you are in front of me, don't think about benefits, right and wrong, don't think about the consequences of your behavior, you can be a slave to the emperor, you can wear a mask of frivolousness in front of the ministers and concubines. Only in front of me, you You don’t need to be so tired, okay?"

Realizing that as he was speaking, there seemed to be another command tone in the military camp, Rong Feng quickly adjusted his tone and added a question afterwards.

This led to his inconsistent voice before and after.

Just after hearing the first few sentences, Mu Jin thought it was the second man who finally saw through her "true face" and planned to use the aura of a decent role to show her righteousness and persuade her to go on the right path.

As a result, listening to it further left her stunned and confused.

"What...what are you talking about?" Mu Jin looked at him with shocked and unspeakable eyes, "you you you..."

She was so frightened that she stammered.

The brain was in a mess, and she couldn't even pick up useful sentences from it to respond to him.

Hearing this extremely inconsistent statement, Mu Jin's first reaction was to refute and question, but what should be asked and what should be questioned?

She held back for a long time, but only squeezed out one sentence: "You drink so much that you don't have a clear head, right."

The expression in Rong Feng's eyes was calm and firm. It seemed that these words had been lingering in his heart for a long time, and it was only at this moment that he finally said it.

"Today, I first saw you being made things difficult by Wu 嫔, and then stewed the precious sturgeon in fish soup. I was so scared that I only pay attention to your strain, where can I have the mind to drink." He said the truth in a flat tone." I didn't even want to drink the bowl of fish soup that was given to me. Later, when I remembered that you served it with your own hands, I reluctantly drank it."

"After drinking, I saw that you were out of the Qing Palace, and I was afraid that you would be wronged for making things difficult, so I followed it out."

Mu Jin split into a huge mouth in his heart.

These remarks are so dull!

What does it mean to be so scared to pay attention to her, and what does it mean to remember that she drank it personally?

You are a little more sober, you are a male partner! Not here to influence the virgin hostess of the vicious villain! Did you take the wrong script? Or is it also bound to some system task that makes you have to collapse like this?

Mu Jin really wanted to hold Rong Feng's shoulder and roar like this, but in the end his reason was forced to suppress this impulse.

There are too many grooves in her heart to vomit, and she can't vomit at the character herself, so her face is a little red, but her expression is extremely cold.

—Actually, because she is already dead, she doesn't know what else to react.

Just like a robot, Mu Jin struggled to pull his gaze out of Rong Feng's gaze, and stiffly turned his neck to look at the lake covered with snow.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Rong Feng's expression remained calm. It seemed that he had expected the result a long time ago. All he wanted to do was to convey to her instead of forcing her to respond.

At this moment, seeing Mu Jin's nose turned a little red from the cold, she was about to ask her to go back and add some clothes. Suddenly, a sharp, crisp sound came from not far away, and a little halo rushed into the sky from a certain point outside the palace, and immediately Suddenly exploded.

Gorgeous and dazzling fireworks are in full bloom in the snow, like flowers in full bloom in this flourishing age.

The dazzling colors reflected on Mu Jin's white face, so that her always gloomy and pale face was dyed with bright colors, and it also made her no longer look so intrusive at this moment.

Mu Jin didn't know that Rong Feng was looking at her, she looked at the blooming fireworks, slightly lost.

She did not expect that there are fireworks in this world, because the fireworks are not set off in the ritual system retained by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Perhaps this is a celebration only outside the palace.

The fireworks look bright and delicate, and they are not significantly different from those released by Mu Jin's time. At this moment, they seem to be inspired by fireworks, connecting the two eras she has gone through, connecting her past and present.

For a while, she couldn't tell what year tonight and where she was.

She is watching the fireworks, and the people under the fireworks are watching her.

The white snow was rendered in the colors of fireworks, and the world around him spun around like an illusion. Mu Jin felt that the person standing next to him was not Rong Feng, but any existence. He was by her side, standing outside the world with her. Watching all this.

At this time, a soft call interrupted the silence between the two.

"Jin'er?"

Mu Jin didn't look back, she hadn't reacted from the trance of her previous life, but Rong Feng looked back, and when facing Mu Jin, her soft brows showed a sharp expression.

This reaction fell in the eyes of the people behind, and it turned into her grievances, and she didn't want to turn around to face him.

Gu Qing didn't look at Rong Feng, who was looking bad, he walked over in great strides, wearing the imperial doctor's court clothes, stopping at a safe distance.

He stared at Mu Jin's back, "Jin'er, I can't find you everywhere, so you are here."

Mu Jin's heart trembled.

A Rong Feng hasn't been sent away, so why is there another Gu Qing?

Can't get through these days?

Why on New Year's Eve, others are eating banquets, but she is forced to work overtime.

Gu Qing saw Mu Jin slowly turning around, her expression indifferent and calm, as if she didn't care about the person standing in front of her at all, just like facing any ordinary palace person.

His heart twitched slowly, and what he wanted to say just now was swallowed in his throat.

"Doctor Gu." Mu Jin is really a little impatient, and these one or two can't help her in the New Year's Eve, "Are you looking for me?"

Hearing her name, Gu Qing showed a trace of pain. Seeing Rong Feng's thoughtful expression, he barely maintained the calm and breezy demeanor, but his voice was colder than usual.

"You were very ill a few days ago, and you just faced such a tense situation just now. I am worried that your high fever will recur." Gu Qing looked at her face without the slightest fluctuation, "...I came to see it, but I didn't expect it to be an appointment. "

Mu Jin keenly felt a breath of danger.

After experiencing other people’s misunderstandings about her and Duan Rongrong, she suddenly became aware of this aspect. As soon as Gu Qing looked at her and Rong Feng’s eyes, she instantly realized that he might have had some misunderstanding in his heart. Can't help showing a terrible look.

It's just that she is holding the original owner's beautiful and magnificent face at this time, no matter what ugly face is revealed, it will only make people feel her unhappy.

Gu Qing clearly realized that her appearance was not welcomed by her, and her face became a little pale.

Rong Feng frowned, and naturally took Mu Jin's arm to let her face him, "A few days ago were you ill? Did you have a severe fever?"

Mu Jin is going crazy, this second man thinks that the misunderstanding is not big enough, do it here!

She shook off Rong Feng's...snatched...never.

It can be seen from the time she buckled her waist just now. Compared to Rong Feng, her strength is not much stronger than that of an ant. Seeing that her efforts are so weak in front of him, Mu Jin couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Let go!"

As soon as she said her words, her other hand stretched out from the side and squeezed the hand that Rong Feng was holding her firmly.

This hand is completely different from Rong Feng's broad and rough, slender and elegant, with a faint fragrance of medicine.

Looking up along the sleeves of the imperial physician’s court uniform, Gu Qing looked cold, and stared at Rong Feng indifferently, “In the palace, I’m afraid it’s unreasonable to pull and pull, please ask Lieutenant Rong to take care of yourself.”

Only then did Rong Feng split his eyes and glanced at him, and both sneered, "I'm afraid it's okay to turn these words back to Doctor Gu."

Mu Jin looked at this and the other, sandwiched between two men who were one head taller than her, feeling like a fragile little chicken.

Gu Qing's knuckles were a little whitish, and you can see how much effort he used, "I am a doctor, and I am treating patients. I am afraid that I don't need the approval of Lieutenant Rong."

"The doctor may not be able to buy and sell strongly." Rong Feng remained motionless.

Mu Jin was so dizzy by their quarrels that he didn't care about Beng Renren. If the three of them had the same posture as conjoined babies at the moment, it might not be the problem of Beng Renren.

The wrist under the arm she was holding tightly turned over, and in a blink of an eye, she took out a sharp dagger from under the sleeve of her wide robe, and the blade shone brightly under the snowy night, shining with a biting cold light.

She didn't hesitate, and pierced the wrists of the two men who grabbed her with her backhand. If she was stabbed, it would be light to break the skin.

The expressions of the two suddenly changed, and they let go of their gripping hands, and immediately backed away.

Rong Feng retreated extremely sharply. Even with Gu Qing's elbows, he did not stop his speed. He got rid of Gu Qing with the flip of his wrist, and stepped back with one hand behind him, without any muddle.

Although Gu Qing also moved quickly, he was noticeably slower than Rong Feng. The cuff of the court suit was accidentally stabbed by Mu Jin, making a piercing noise.

Both of them ignored the tit-for-tat and looked at Mu Jin anxiously.

Mu Jin held the dagger, the sharp blade was pressed against her face, and the autumn-like light of the knife reflected on her eyes, making it difficult to distinguish whether the knife was shining brightly or with bright eyes.

Seeing that the two of them were pushed back by success, Mu Jin was relieved in her heart.

After experiencing Zhang Mingxu's madness before, this dagger was specially found by her to defend herself. After all, the system cannot be opened to her every time, and it is more reliable to protect herself.

Unexpectedly, she didn't use it to guard against Zhang Mingxu, but instead used it to guard against both of them.

"Jin'er."

"Jinwen."

Rong Feng and Gu Qing opened their mouths at the same time, and they looked at each other before they stopped speaking.

Mu Jin sneered: "Fight, why don't you continue to fight?"

The two were silent.

"Could it be that Mu is a fancy thing for the two adults, let the two fight for it?" Mu Jin slowly put away the dagger, placed it properly against his forearm, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes swept past gloomily. , "I'm really sorry, Shu Mu can't satisfy the two."

Rong Feng showed an anxious expression, "It's not like this."

Gu Qing also said, "I'm sorry, Jin'er."

Gu Qing glanced at Rong Feng and saw that his expression was focused and anxious. He was really worried about Mu Jin's emotions. His eyelids drooped, and suddenly said, "Lieutenant Rong, why do you care about Director Mu so much? You are Captain Zhaowu, I am afraid it is not your turn to reach out for matters in the court."

Rong Feng's expression turned cold, "Emperor Gu's words mean, I didn't defend the military order and left my post without authorization?"

"Don't dare." Gu Qing said lightly, "Whether Lieutenant Rong violates military regulations, it is up to the Taiwei and the emperor to decide. Gu is just a small doctor, so curious."

Rong Feng looked at Mu Jin and said, "I want to be nice to anyone, even my father and the emperor have no right to hinder me."

Gu Qing's eyes suddenly became serious.

Mu Jin felt that he was about to speak surprisingly.

Sure enough, he listened to Gu Qing said: "Wei Rong's words seem to be addressed to Mei Jiao Niang who is infatuated with you. Just when Gu came out, she saw Miss Xu searching for you."

Rong Feng's face changed.

"What do you mean?" he asked coldly.

"I want to ask, how did Lieutenant Rong's thoughts be kept away from Lieutenant Rong, and where the loyal and loyal Rong family is located." Gu Qingyi pointedly said, "Or, in the heart of Lieutenant Rong. , With a fearless hole card?"

Mu Jin understood what Gu Qing was doing.

He was spying around the bend, did Rong Feng know that she was a daughter.

"Gu Qing." She was so anxious that she forgot to carry the shelf, her voice was as cold as she was about to pierce his skin, "You have crossed the line."

Gu Qing's breath suffocated, but he looked at Rong Feng persistently, waiting for an answer.

Rong Feng's eyes sank, and the clear and warm brown became muddy. He looked at Gu Qing for a long while, and glanced sideways at Mu Jin's expression with a little nervousness.

"It has nothing to do with you." He finally said.

Mu Jin felt that when he looked at Shang Rongfeng's gaze, his heart missed a beat.

It's good to hear his answer, I probably haven't found it yet.

Mu Jin felt that it was too dangerous in front of these two people. They didn't have Duan Rongrong stupid to deceive, and Gu Qing was like a time bomb. Once he stayed for a long time, he would be stripped of his waistcoat sooner or later.

"I don't know what it is." Mu Jin snorted, "If the two of you have this kind of elegance, you can continue to chat here. It's just that the slave is busy with his affairs and will be out of company for the time being."

Slipping is the best policy.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, she caught a glimpse of Gu Qing and opened her mouth again, fearing that he would spit out something amazing, Mu Jin quickly blocked him back.

"If Mr. Gu wants to see a doctor for a slave, you can put away your extra kindness." Mu Jin said, "After all, a slave doesn't take other people's lives seriously, and his own life is nothing special."

These words pierced the deepest knot in Gu Qing's heart, his face turned pale, and his outstretched hand retracted again.

Before they could react, Mu Jin didn't want to stay for a moment. He took a quick but not panic step and left here quickly.

Once she got out of the hot atmosphere, she felt that she was going to be drowned in snow, and she was full of coldness. She speeded up her pace and hurried to the palace temple.

There were palace people who were preparing for sacrificial matters. Seeing Mu Jin's arrival, they bowed to salute and greeted him. Mu Jin was a little confused and didn't look carefully that they were not his own subordinates. He simply nodded and asked them to get up and go busy. .

She shook off Luoxue at the door, cupped her hands and let her fingers regain consciousness. Only then did she climb up the stairs and walked into the solemn palace set off by the tall steps.

There are not many people in the palace who are eligible to enter the palace. At this time, almost everything is ready. The palace people have retired. Mu Jin thought there was no one here, and planned to check whether the supplies for the sacrifice were prepared.

Unexpectedly, she had just walked into the hall and saw a looming figure in the faint candlelight. His back was thin and resentful, his hair was black, and the ancestors of the Great Yan Kingdom were standing guard against a wall.

Mu Jin almost blurted out with a scream.

If it weren't for the figure to turn around faintly, after seeing her, he made a familiar surprise voice: "Ms. Mu, you are finally here!"

Mu Jin:...

Seeing her froze there, Duan Rongrong got up with hands and feet and ran towards her, complaining: "Why are you so slow? Didn't you come out of the Palace of the Qing Dynasty long ago? I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come, freeze me to death."

Mu Jin blinked slowly, "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you come here to check the preparations for the sacrifice? I remember you mentioned that when I saw you came out, I followed." Duan Rongrong said, "Who knows that you are walking so slowly, aren't you lost?"

Mu Jin:?

She discovered that once she was with the hostess, her nerves couldn't get tense for a minute, and she was immersed in a dumbfounding atmosphere at any time.

This made her tense spirit relaxed a little, and she cursed softly: "You are the one who is the one you are, and you are still a lunatic."

Duan Rongrong stuck out his tongue.

"Since I'm here, let me help." Mu Jin lit a few more candles to soothe the little heart that was scared by Duan Rongrong. "Look left and right to see where there is dust, if something goes wrong at this time. , The emperor must have stripped you and me."

"The emperor is so powerful." Duan Rongrong curled his lips and went to check honestly.

Mu Jin ignored her muttering and carefully checked the list of supplies.

She had lost some time on the road before, and there was not much time left before the time. Fortunately, after a general check, she found that there was nothing wrong, and there was still a little margin before Yu Wenrui and the others came.

Mu Jin looked at Duan Rongrong seriously, but was thinking about the confrontation at the lake just now. When she thought that Gu Qing might drop her chain at any time, Rong Feng was also strangely incomprehensible, she felt that Duan Rongrong just lacks a string is still quite good.

At the end of the day, I finally got a moment of relaxation, and Mu Jin let herself go for a while, until the system prompts her to wake her up.

The system had already been so annoyed by the spirit of the plot that she didn't want to talk to her, but the sudden utterance aroused her alertness.

"Mu Mu, malicious approach." The system sounded serious, "In order to protect the host, I was equipped with a malicious detection function. Now I have detected someone approaching you maliciously, so be careful."

Mu Jin calmly greeted her in a normal tone: "Girl, come here, this Fang Zun didn't wipe it clean."

Duan Rongrong responded and walked towards Mu Jin.

When she was about to arrive, Mu Jin keenly noticed that something stuck in the corner of the door, and she was quite familiar with that thing.

When she first arrived, Duan Rongrong, who was worried about being beaten to death, specially prepared Mixiang and medicine to visit. The thing that came in was the Mixiang she had taken at the time.

The incense was already ignited when it came in, and a curl of smoke filled the empty hall.