The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Rong Feng held the wooden barrel and met Mu Jin's eyes looking over. After confirming that there was no third person in the room besides the two of them, the face that had become slightly rough due to the sun and rain. It turned red suddenly.

The internal force circulated quickly in the body, Rong Feng maintained a normal expression and walked to the bed, and put the wooden barrel on the ground. There was joy in his voice that he hadn't noticed.

"Where did Dr. Gu go? Did you get the medicine?"

"I drove him away." Mu Jin felt that this answer could better reflect her villain's temperament, and she hated it, "You can put the bucket down and you can go."

Rong Feng was silent for a while, but he did not leave as he said, but instead sat down on the edge of the bed.

Mu Jin suddenly felt the body temperature of someone beside her approaching, and almost leaned over there in accordance with her instinct. She was severely suppressed by herself, and her body oozes sweat.

"Rong Feng, what are you doing?" Mu Jin glared at him fiercely, "Is he not able to understand human words?"

But her eyes were gleaming and her voice was hoarse. Although she was full of vigilance and rejection, how could she express the aura she wanted to express, but like a cat with fried fur, (inwardly, she thought of Master Pu'an silently. Qingxin Mantra).

Rong Feng's throat rolled, and when he spoke again, a deep and mute voice appeared, "Although I don't participate in the game between brothers, I have heard of this kind of medicine." He said. Leaning on the bed, the tip of her nose is filled with the rich incense on her body, "If you put yourself here, you will be uncomfortable."

Mu Jin is about to kneel for him. What kind of kindness does the second man show at this time?

Although she has a clear consciousness, her body is completely corroded by the medicine. At this time, there are waves of heat, and Rong Feng's body temperature is very close to her. For her, Rong Feng is full of strong temptation at this time. Make her hug her, kiss her, and transfer her scorching body temperature to him.

Mu Jin is full of strong regrets in her heart now. She shouldn't underestimate this magic drug that only exists in the novel. She thinks that it is only a thing much inferior to stimulants. It only protects the consciousness but not the body, making it embarrassing at this moment. Can't go up and down.

Don't ask, ask is regret.

"Jinwen."

Rong Feng called her again, and she subconsciously responded.

Then I felt a sense of oppression from top to bottom, and Mu Jin's eyes were immediately filled with Rong Feng's face.

Rong Feng elbows on the bed, and the whole person is very close to her. She can almost see the traces of the sun on his face, which makes this handsome face show different temperament from any young nobleman.

His long, bundled hair leaned down his side and fell on the bed, entangled with Mu Jin's. Under the dim moonlight, it was almost impossible to tell which strand belonged to.

It's like a couple sleeping with their hair.

"...What are you doing?" Mu Jin was stunned.

Rong Feng's eyes bend slightly, he lowered his head and touched Mu Jin's with his forehead.

"Try the temperature," he whispered, "otherwise what do you want me to do?"

Mu Jinka took a moment to find his own voice: "I want you to leave."

Rong Feng smiled bitterly, "It's really like what you would say. If you talk about anyone other than me who is more incomprehensible, I'm afraid I will give you the other."

He straightened up, picked up Mu Jin's towel and dipped it into the bucket. In addition to the sound of water, there was also the sound of ice hitting the wooden bucket. Then he wrung out the towel and placed it on Mu Jin's forehead.

Mu Jin suddenly came into contact with something so cold and almost groaned/groaned in comfort.

"System, your protection mechanism is not a pirated copy? Why do I feel more and more dizzy." Mu Jin tapped the system in his head, "My head is so comfortable, but my body is so uncomfortable."

"What?" The system's voice was a little puzzled, "I did turn on the protection mechanism of consciousness. It is reasonable to say that it will not affect the body... No! The human body is not a precision machine, and it cannot strictly block the power of medicine according to the area. , Mu Mu, the medicinal properties have spread in your body, and it may be unrealistic for your brain to not be affected at all..."

Mu Jin couldn't quite understand what the system was saying at this moment.

The ice towel, which should have brought her a sense of comfort, only maintained its effect for a short moment, and was quickly heated by her heat. She seemed to be caught in a fire again, and her consciousness began to be blurred. .

"So hot……"

She felt that the quilt covering her was like a cage like a burnt iron, which contained all her heat and couldn't radiate it. At the same time, the waves of strange feelings in her body made her tumbling with impatience, her whole body It was like a crayfish peeled out of its shell, curled up and emitting hot heat.

"Ok……"

Mu Jin didn't know the itchy sound in her throat. The intense heat and the thought of something urgent to touch hit her brain. When she felt a hand touched her, she immediately hugged her with both hands. He touched that hand and rubbed his cheek.

The hand froze there, and Mu Jin slapped it recklessly. Although its body temperature was not low, it was inexplicably comfortable when it touched his own hot skin.

It is worthy of the medicine used to do that, and it touched a small part of the skin tightly, and it was much better than being hard.

Mu Jin rubbed this hand and kept breathing tremblingly between her lips. It seemed that she could hear two different voices calling her name, but she couldn't hear either of them or bothered.

Just as she was rubbing happily, this hand suddenly left. Before pulling it out, she carefully supported her head without letting her fall directly on the bed.

Mu Jin thought that his hand would not come back, frowned and rolled over on the bed, curled up, intending to survive the catastrophe.

But not long after, a pair of generous palms gently encircled her body, and the hard and broad chest pressed against her back, and the contact area suddenly increased, and a icy cold instantly surrounded Mu Jin, making her amazed. After a sigh of relief, the whole person fell softly in his arms.

She was soft, but Rong Feng felt that his whole body was too hard.

He carefully withdrew his lower body back, and the hands that encircled Mu Jin also obeyed the etiquette, refused to move to sensitive parts, and only loosely crossed in front of her.

She is so slender that he can easily circle her around without any effort.

Mu Jin put on the coolness, the heat of his whole body was transferred, and the drowsiness stopped temporarily.

Rong Feng surrounded her quietly, listening to her breathing from trembling to steady.

When he felt his body temperature began to rise, he stretched his hand into the ice water, and the internal force circulated a few times in the body in a special way. The rising temperature was gradually suppressed again, and the whole body became as cold as the ice water. .

Then he circled Mu Jin again.

Back and forth.

Until the temperature of Mu Jin's whole body gradually dropped, and the discomfort between her eyebrows faded a little, she seemed to be able to move with leisure, so she rolled over in Rong Feng's arms and plunged her head into his. Arms.

Rong Feng:...

Terrible.

But what else can be done? When this person is sober, it is impossible for him to show a weak look to him, let alone get close to him.

Facing the face of his sweetheart with unconsciousness and glamour, Rong Feng felt that all the willpower he had trained in martial arts in the past two decades was used at this moment.

He held his breath, but couldn't restrain the deepening of the heavy and burning heat in his breath, he gave up a sigh, and walked sideways to reach the bucket under the bed.

However, the temperature in the bucket was a bit warmer than his body temperature after he switched it several times, so that not only did he put his hand in, he didn't get calm, but it became even hotter.

At this time, Mu Jin felt that facing the "ice cube" was more comfortable than facing her back. She reached out in a daze to grab the "ice cube" that was moving all the time, but she could only catch the cloth that was in the way, and she was impatient. He tore at it until he grabbed a piece with five "pillars", and put it on his cheek without hesitation.

The anxious expression disappeared, and Mu Jin showed a peaceful expression again, and calmed down next to the thing she had grasped.

There was one Rong Feng left, staring at the robber-like person.

His neat clothes were caught and messed up. He was originally a martial artist, and his physical fitness was far superior to ordinary people. Even in the cold winter of Sanjiu, he was not wrapped in three layers inside and three outside like ordinary people. He was dressed in a chic suit. His long gown has a unique temperament in the snow.

Just because the gown was not thick, after being scratched by a cat like Mu Jin, it was torn open, and even the chest inside was faintly visible.

The chest was undulating, but its owner put all his attention on his own hands.

Rong Feng obediently allowed Mu Jin to hold his arms in his arms and continued to fall asleep next to his hands.

He endured it for a while, but couldn't hold back and moved his finger slightly.

The delicate and moist touch was held in the palm of his hand.

His expression was visibly stunned, as if a soft torrent rushed past, and the usual firmness between his eyebrows broke apart.

He looked at Mu Jin, his heart beating almost bursting out of his chest.

"Jinwen." Rong Feng leaned down in this posture, Mu Jin made a vague sound in his throat, noticed the change in posture, consciously adjusted his hands and feet, and buried himself deeper in his arms.

Rong Feng approached her slowly and patiently, condensing a sharp anger, staring at Mu Jin's eyes like a hunting leopard, full of the calmness of the hunter and the perseverance of not allowing the other party to escape.

The noses of the two collided gently.

Mu Jin's temperature was too high, while Rong Feng became very cold under his control. The moment when the breathing blended, the two throats could not help but overflow with similar sighs.

"Jinwen, Mu Jinwen, Mu... Mu."

Rong Feng squeezed out a call to Mu Jin from his throat, his voice low and dumb, full of strong oppression.

He closed his eyes, and when Mu Jin subconsciously tilted his head when he heard the call to himself, he pointed his head accurately, as if a cheetah aimed at the prey and attacked precisely and grabbed his prey.

"Um..." Mu Jin felt a coolness on her lips approaching, and instead of resisting, she stretched out the tip of her hot/hot tongue and licked it lightly.

Rong Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his brown eyes settled into a turbid ink color, turbulent emotions burst from the bottom of his eyes, and there was no trace of clarity.

Mu Jin's slender waist held it in his arms and held Mu Jin's face with the other hand. Rong Feng deepened his mouth.

The coldness of the body gradually lost its effectiveness, and Rong Feng's body temperature rose rapidly at an incredible speed. Mu Jin could no longer feel the coolness that made her comfortable, and began to react with rejection.

However, her weak rejection was easily resolved by Rong Feng, her hot hand grasped her, and one hand was enough to circle her hands.

Rong Feng closed his eyes.

He knows that everything he is doing now is ethical, and if the other party is sober, he will never give him any chance.

But deep in his heart, he couldn't help but feel the secret joy of this closeness.

"Ok……"

Mu Jin didn't like the feeling of being restrained, but in the absolute strength that she couldn't resist, her instinct made her obediently follow the opponent's strength and lift her head up.

She felt very hot and cold, thinking that she had a fever, and the feeling of blocked nasal cavity made her snorted dissatisfied.

Rong Feng gasped in a low breath, took a retaliatory bite at her, and then felt distressed and nudged her lightly.

Mu Jin grunted two times in dissatisfaction, and bursts of exhaustion came up, seeming to feel that the existence next to her would not pose a threat to her, she muttered something in a low voice, and went back to sleep just like that.

Rong Feng was stunned after hearing those words. She looked at Mu Jin's peaceful sleeping face, and a soft smile appeared on her cold face.

Mu Jin muttered: Don't mess with me, I'm a villain, I'm super fierce.

No one says he is the villain.

But perhaps it was because she had always been alone. Facing bullying and insults, she could only disguise herself as she is now. First, let herself believe that she was a bad person, so that others could stop bullying her.

Rong Feng was tortured by the imagination in his mind and his heart ached. He exhausted his willpower before putting down the person in his arms and covering her with a quilt.

Touching Mu Jin's forehead that had faded from the heat, he sighed for a long time.

No matter how longing he was, he couldn't do anything to insult her.

What's more, he took Mu Jin to leave. The old father in the family who always thought he was addicted to eunuchs and twisted his mind should be looking for him crazy.

Rong Feng pinched his eyebrows at the thought of the old Taiwei's hatred of Wan's face.

Mu Jin didn't know what kind of storm Rong Feng faced when she returned. She was awakened by the sharp blast of the system.

"What's the matter!" She closed her eyes when she sat up, "What have I done you want to do to me?"

"Dare to ask what's wrong? Open your eyes and take a look!" The system was angry with her ignorance.

Mu Jin suddenly opened his eyes.

Her first reaction was to look down at her clothes and find that they were still completely worn on her body. The winter clothes had three layers and three layers, so that she could not even touch her own bones.

"It's normal..."

Mu Jin's mind was still a little confused, she looked around in confusion, and suddenly fell silent after seeing the bucket by the bed.

"It's a system," a look of fear appeared in her eyes, "what happened yesterday, yesterday, and last night?"

"You ask me?" The system sneered "Oh", "Then you are asking the wrong person. After you and the second man met your eyes last night, I was automatically screened! Covered! It's time to protect the privacy of the host. The shielding mechanism will only be activated! You said, what did you do with the male second?!"

Mu Jin covered his head that was swollen with the scream of the system, and after listening to it, he froze on the bed.

Fuck, Rong Feng!

She could still remember the things before she lost consciousness, but then she lost consciousness somehow. She immediately asked her and Rong Feng what they did. She really thought they did...

No, the clothes are fine.

Mu Jin, who couldn't understand, got out of bed in despair.

Mu Jin felt that everything that happened last night was like a nightmare.

Now that she woke up from the dream, she still had to clean up the mess.

It stands to reason that she, as one of the people who made trouble in the palace, should go to Yuwenrui to plead guilty, and she left in an unexpected way yesterday. Duan Rongrong was still left in the palace, and I don’t know if Gu Qing succeeded. Rescuing her made her very uneasy.

But walking on the road and seeing all the people passing by were peeking at her with peculiar eyes, among them there were envy, contempt, and anger, she knew that what happened last night was unclear.

Even after she walked the corner, she could still hear the palace people behind her whispering.

"It's no wonder that Mr. Mu has this figure and appearance, and it's no wonder that the emperor can admire him.

"Hey, if I were the emperor, I would..."

"Hush, you don't want to die."

Mu Jin:...

Help.

She paused as she walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony, then turned to the Supreme Hospital.

Whether the dog owner will be angry is no longer within her consideration.

However, since the people in the palace are only discussing about her and Yu Wenrui, it proves that Duan Rongrong was fortunate not to be discovered and did not appear in the topic.

... The male protagonist even and the villain have scandals to spread, but Mu Jin can't help silently swallowing a mouthful of bad blood.

Before arriving at the Taiyuan Hospital, Mu Jin vigorously rubbed her cheeks at the back, keeping her expression arrogant and gloomy, and walked in calmly.

No matter how others talk about it, the villain cannot be thrown away. The original owner is originally a tough-minded person, and will not be affected by such gossip, so she can't be affected.

As for how to retaliate against those who chewed the tongue afterwards, it was beyond Mu Jin's consideration.

"Manager Mu."

Coincidentally, today's imperial physician on duty at the Taiyuan Hospital is the same as Mr. Mu, who used to work with Mu Jin in the epidemic area.

When Madam Mu saw Mu Jin's arrival, he showed a hint of surprise, and hurriedly greeted him and said, "Mr. Mu personally came, can you tell me something important?"

He had obviously heard about what happened last night. There was a bit of complexity in Mu Jin's eyes, but he didn't look contemptuous or disgusted, but sighed faintly.

As if feeling emotional, it is rare that there are eunuchs who are loyal to the people, but they still can't escape the swallowing of this filthy palace.

Mu Jin was unmoved, "Don't worry about it, I have my own plan."

She crossed the Mu Taiyi and went straight to the Court of the Zuoyuan where Gu Qing was.

"Gu Qing." Mu Jin stood in front of the room with closed doors and windows, "it's me."

The door was quickly opened, and Gu Qing who opened the door still looked gentle and handsome, except that there was exhaustion between his brows that he hadn't slept all night.

He was still wearing the court dress with the sleeves torn yesterday, and turned sideways to let her in, "Here she is."

Gu Qing knew exactly why Mu Jin had come, and told her concisely.

"The sacrifice did not last long. I brought her back after leaving the emperor." Gu Qing followed Mu Jin's sight and looked at Duan Rongrong who was still asleep, "Don't worry, I have used silver needles and cold water for She relieved the drug, and now she is just still asleep."

The Tai Hospital is not a place for people to live in. Gu Qing’s room has no beds, only a room for a nap. Duan Rongrong is lying on it at the moment. Even if he falls asleep, he looks heartless. Sleeping soundly under the blanket.

Only then did Mu Jin completely let go of his hanging heart, rubbed his brows and said, "Thank you."

Gu Qing shook his head and fixed his eyes on her, "What about you? Who helped you cure the drug last night?"

His tone was not too harsh, but Mu Jin somehow heard the seriousness in his words.

And following Gu Qing's words, her thoughts could not help but fly back to last night. Although the memory is not clear, the body that turned from cold to hot suddenly appeared in her mind, making her just about to answer. The words were swallowed back again.

What's the matter, did she and Rong Feng really do something?

With this kind of panic, Mu Jin's expression became more gloomy and impatient, "This kind of overdose medicine can be solved with a bucket of cold water."

After she woke up, the medicinal properties were gone, and only a bucket of cold water was left in front of her.

Then she will treat it as the medicine is cold and hydrolyzed.

Gu Qing stared at her, not knowing whether she believed it or not, but turned to another topic: "Rong Feng is back to the barracks."

As soon as Mu Jin heard the name now, the hair on the back of her neck exploded like a conditioned reflex, and her expression was mixed with a little caution: "What's the matter with me?"

Seeing her reaction, Gu Qing moved her fingers curled under the generous dress, without showing the slightest color on her face.

"I heard that after he went back last night, Taiwei Rong was furious and ordered him to return to the barracks overnight on New Year's Eve and not to return to Beijing until he obtained the rank of deputy general." Gu Qing said, "He said he was headstrong and needs to be polished."

"What did you tell me about this? It has nothing to do with me." Mu Jinmu said with a face.

Gu Qing sighed, "Okay, I won't say anything. Are you looking for me, is there anything else?"

"Nothing." Mu Jin glanced at Duan Rongrong, who was unaware of personnel. "When she wakes up, let her come back to work. She is a good girl, and lives better than the master."

"I didn't mean her." Gu Qing finally couldn't help, reaching out and holding Mu Jin's shoulders, forcing her to look into her eyes, "Jin'er, do you know how big a basket was stabbed this time? On New Year's Eve. Making a fuss in the palace and temple, and with Rong Feng... Okay, I will treat him as innocent, but can you see the emperor's eyes staring at you?"

His gentle brows and eyes showed a painful look, which was distorted for the first time.

"That's not the look in the eyes of a minion or a subordinate, it's the look of a man looking at a woman! Do you know, where are you now?"

Mu Jin: I know that I'm in a situation where the plot is out of control and the setting is collapsed.

Gu Qing's words deliberately reminded her again that now the plot has gone so far that the original author can't recognize it, and the possibility of her completing the task and completing the plot is also at stake.

Thinking about it this way, her pain was overwhelming, and the expression on her face was even more distorted than Gu Qing.

"What are you trying to say?" Mu Jin sneered, "Is you wanting to scold me for being shameless, better to step on human blood before, or want to wish me that I will finally be favored by the emperor and be able to escape this sea of ​​slavery? "

The gloomy look couldn't conceal the deep unwillingness and pain in her eyes. Gu Qing stared at her blankly, the heartache and anger on his face turned pale.

"Yeah, is that what you want." He whispered.

He suddenly realized that for her whose heart is higher than the sky, this is precisely the source of her pride that can tear her most apart.

"Jin'er." Gu Qing looked at Mu Jin abruptly. In his eyes that had been calm and tranquil like a lake, for the first time hot emotions appeared, as if his life's courage had been condensed here.

"If I ask you, would you like to..."

"Manager Mu...? Hey, where am I."

Gu Qing's words were interrupted by a faint cry. Duan Rongrong held his head and sat up from the collapse. The first sentence was called Mu Jin.

She didn't respond until she called, but she didn't even know where she was now.

Duan Rongrong didn't see the panic of the ordinary daughter's family, scratched his head in a daze, lifted the blanket and wanted to get out of bed.

On this side, she saw the two people who were facing each other on the other side.

The person who had just talked about it really appeared in front of her. Duan Rongrong yelled in surprise. He didn't wear his shoes, so he hurriedly rushed towards Mu Jin.

"Manager Mu-I miss you so much!"