The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Asakun Palace is a cold palace, or a cold palace where the empress has not lived in a remote location. She usually doesn't spend a lot of manpower to clean it, but there are some clever palace ladies eunuchs who can't serve their masters, so they are sent here to waste their time.

Duan Rongrong is a member of the "too clever", and was sent to him by Mr. Mu himself, and he must not even want to leave here for the rest of his life.

Duan Rongrong said: Great!

She was originally a lively and leaping temper. She was spoiled by her family and grew up in her twenties. She suddenly passed through. She was humble and bowed all day. She was beaten to death by accident. She was fed up with this before. Dynasty.

If it hadn't been for a little bit of effort, Duan Rongrong would have learned little swallow and escaped.

Now she was sent to this remote place with no people. No one was staring at her all day to catch mistakes. She felt that it was better than before. That is the general manager who made everyone despise and fear always...

"Quickly, Mr. Mu is here again!"

Bi He, the little palace lady who was responsible for cleaning the front hall with her, tugged her sleeves, and then immediately shrank into the corner, lowering her eyebrows and narrowing her eyes to reduce her sense of existence.

"..."

Duan Rongrong looked back at her, and when she looked again, she could already see the dark blue eunuch's python gown.

She bowed and saluted with a few people, but still couldn't help but secretly looked up to see this manager Mu.

Mu Jinwen is so beautiful, and the expression that shades him all day long cannot conceal the exquisite features of his facial features, but from the first sight of him, Duan Rongrong, I feel that this person is not a good thing. Sure enough, I heard a lot about him from other populations. His deeds.

The fox fakes tiger's power, has a vicious heart, and accepts bribes.

Even a fluttering "Teach her a lesson" almost killed her.

She should have hated and hated him even more, but Duan Rongrong has been too leisurely recently, and she can't help but wonder if Mu Jinwen deliberately threw her here to heal her injuries.

But how is this possible?

There was a faint voice in my heart telling her that it was possible.

Although the intense pain on the day of her injury made her barely able to open her eyes, her spirit was extremely excited. She clearly remembered that Mu Jinwen grabbed the whip with his hand and saved her life.

And that night when the pain was so cold and sweaty that I couldn't fall asleep, it was the soft voice that stopped a strong man from lifting her clothes, and personally smeared her with gold sore medicine.

Those hands were soft and warm, very different from his.

Duan Rongrong couldn't help but looked up at the front again, looking at Mu Jin, who was not squinting and looking gloomy. He couldn't help but imagine that that night, he also took off her clothes with this expression and gave her medicine?

…I blushed a bit.

The shadow Mu Jinwen left her was unconsciously dispelled, and Duan Rongrong felt horrified that she was not so afraid of the ruthless traitor **** in the center of the legend.

Her gaze was too strong, and it was impossible for Mu Jin to pretend not to see it.

Can't you pretend that she is just passing by!

Looking back helplessly, Mu Jin said with a cold and gloomy look who you are and why are you an eye-catcher.

Then she saw the face of the heroine flushed with Shu Lingling's big eyes flashing.

Mu Jin:? ? ?

Duan Rongrong found that the other party was looking back, but instead of restraining her, she opened her rosy lips and gave her a big smile.

She was pretty sure, seeing annoyance in those bottomless dark eyes.

Mu Jin: This person is sick, so I can't stay in this place.

She maintained a steady pace, moving straight out, and she never stopped when she passed Duan Rongrong.

however…

"Mr. Mu, you go slowly."

Mu Jin almost lost his pace.

Be sober, I am the one who almost killed you, I will continue to hurt you in the future!

Duan Rongrong looked at her hurriedly back, always feeling a bit like running away.

Mu Jin vowed not to see the heroine again in the near future, anyway, she was alive and well so good that she could not die temporarily.

At this time, the little **** next to Emperor Yan came to send a message, saying that his majesty invited him to discuss the Hundred Flowers Festival. Mu Jin patted his forehead, and when he remembered, it was the plot of the hero and the hero for the first time.

The so-called Hundred Flowers Festival is actually a beauty pageant held by the ladies of each palace. The difference is that the ladies of the main palace will not participate. The lower concubines and the ladies of the whole palace can participate at will. If they perform well, they will be favored by your majesty. Skyrocketing is not impossible.

At this time in the original work, Duan Rongrong should be recuperating in Emperor Yan’s palace. The two of them go to you every day to feed me and drink medicine. I am making you happy. The relationship is almost brewing. Duan Rongrong, who is not stupid, has already expressed Yan Huang’s willingness. The liking that came out was very touchy, stuck in his cool spot, and danced amazingly on the Hundred Flowers Festival.

…But now, Mu Jin remembered the scene of the heroine laughing stupidly in the cold palace, and only felt that the autumn wind was bleak and the road ahead was dull.

"System, system," Mu Jin hurried to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, chatting with the system, "If the host and the host were not together in the end, would it be considered a mission failure?"

"Strictly speaking, it doesn't count." The system said hesitantly, "but if they are not together, there are too many variables in this world. How do you accomplish your role?"

Mu Jin: Stop talking, they are locked.

But she forgot, since she entered this world, have there been few variables?

Stepping into Baohua’s solemn gate of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Mu Jin calmly told the little **** who led the way that she could go in by herself, and the other party did not dare to refute her, so Mu Jin wrapped it up and held it tightly even in midsummer. Walked inside.

Dismiss the little attendant. Mu Jin recklessly turned his eyes to look at the place where Emperor Yan handled government affairs on weekdays. Emperor Yan trusted Mu Jinwen and often asked her to come here to discuss major issues, even if she would run into something unpleasant to her...

Prime Minister.

Mu Jin looked at the oncoming white beard grandfather who seemed to have just discussed the matter with Emperor Yan. Mu Jin restrained his urge to say good things and adjusted to an arrogant and ridiculous expression.

"Prime Minister Xu."

Etiquette can't be abolished, Mu Jin looks respectful, but his demeanor is completely different.

Prime Minister Xu looked at her with sharp eyes, and didn't even want to say a word to her. He passed her with a heavy "hum", and a Hong Zhong-like voice reached her ears.

"Eunuchs do harm to the country."

Mu Jin lowered his eyes faintly. Although this was not talking about her, there was still some sadness for Mu Jin who was supposed to bear all this.

"Mu Mu..." The system gently nudged her in imagination, "Don't be sad, that Mu Jin asked for it."

"In fact, if she can choose, why would she be willing to go this way..."

With a sad sigh, Mu Jin restrained his feelings and continued to walk steadily into the hall. He saw Yu Wenrui in a bright yellow dress standing in front of the case, splashing ink, and walking forward and kneeling in salute.

"Get up."

Mu Jin stood up and saw Rong Feng standing next to him wearing an embroidered flying fish pattern over his shoulders and holding a saber. He couldn't help but secretly praised a handsome, handsome and handsome son in his heart.

Immediately aware that he was looking at him, Mu Jin calmly looked away.

Yu Wenrui has handsome and tough features, with a powerful forearm exposed under his wide cuffs. The slender brush is in his hand, as if it has become the incarnation of a sword. The pen is drawn in the middle of the dragon and the sharp pen is drawn, and the font is vigorous and powerful.

He looked back and smiled at her, diluting a bit of the king's domineering, if it weren't for the iconic court clothes, it was like the kind of son Luo Tuo who wielded wanton in a restaurant, who would be filled with a girl's handkerchief.

He stretched his arms out of the words he had just written, and the huge "Family Country and the World" came into view, magnificent.

"Jinwen, do you think how much silver tael is worth for this character?"

"Your Majesty laughed at the slave again. How can a slave answer this kind of question?" Mu Jin paused and stretched her eyebrows to show a smile. "But according to Nucai's humble opinion, the word "Your Majesty" has a very good shape. Eye-opener."

Yu Wenrui glanced at her with a smile, not commenting on the words, waved his hand to let the servant put away the character, lifted the corners of his robe and sat at the desk to hold a cup of tea, and Mu Jin quickly stepped forward to fill him with a wink. .

"The prime minister was here just now, can you see Jin Wen?" Yu Wenrui asked after a sip of tea.

"Yes, your majesty, the minion and the prime minister passed by." Mu Jin answered truthfully, there is no need to hide it, just ask someone outside to know.

"What can the prime minister mention?"

"His Majesty, the Prime Minister didn't mention a word about the minion." Mu Jin still tells the truth. If "shameless eunuchs" are not human words, "The Prime Minister is noble, and he has always been uncomfortable with slaves."

"The prime minister is getting older, and some right and wrong are not so clear. Jinwen should focus on the overall situation and don't care about him too much." Yu Wenrui comforted.

"The slave dare not." Mu Jin lied.

Yu Wenrui said that. There was no expression of genuine openness at all on his expression. On the contrary, he was happy to see the result of their discord. Mu Jin knew this, and he always acted favorably and arrogantly in front of him, making him think Can easily control her.

Yu Wenrui said a few more words painlessly, then shifted the topic to the Hundred Flowers Festival, and asked for details such as how to prepare, and gave Mu Jin full responsibility as if he was trusting.

Mu Jin answered one by one according to the description of the original work in his memory. Sure enough, seeing Yu Wenrui's satisfied expression, she secretly squeezed a cold sweat.

#How does it feel like a leader suddenly checks work but you haven’t started yet#

Yu Wenrui was talking normally. From an angle that Mu Jin couldn't see, he looked at this kitsch and shallow thing in front of him, but he couldn't find the urge to hold her in his arms because he was frightened by her demeanor that day.

Sure enough, everyone in the world loves beautiful skin.

Yu Wenrui sighed with self-deprecating self-deprecating, and for the time being left her sudden tempest behind her.

"Then leave it to Jinwen. I always feel relieved when you do things."

"Temporary task: to help the heroine Duan Rongrong win the Hundred Flowers Festival, complete a bonus disguise card, no time limit, you can take it off at any time. If you fail, you will get back the bonus disguise card.

Mu Jin's eyes lit up, and the Yi Rong card that he could wear at any time was a magical tool in ancient novels.

Her eyes lit up a bit, and the gloomy color couldn't help dissipating a little. The frail and beautiful young man looked like an innocent child, innocent and harmless for a while.

Seeing that she was so happy to hear her compliment, Yu Wenrui couldn't help but soften the heart that had been hardened again.

Although superficial, he does things attentively, and he is indifferent to himself. When those beautiful phoenix eyes look at him intently, it really seems like he is the only one in his eyes.

Make people want an exclusive color.

Mu Jin didn't know what he was thinking, she resigned to Yu Wenrui without staying too long after receiving the task.

All the way thinking about how to make the heroine who is eight hundred miles away from the heroine be interested in the Hundred Flowers Festival, when she did not pay attention to the road for a while, she felt the tip of her nose hit a piece of cloth when she walked around the corner, and was shocked to step back a few steps to spread the wide The sleeves of the robe cover her nose, and her red eyes look bitterly at the...chest that is blocking her.

Moving his gaze, it was Rong Feng's expressionless face.

"Guardian Rong, what are you doing again?"

Mu Jin put down her sleeves, before wiping her eyes, she put on an arrogant and flimsy look, tearful Fengyan squinted at him.