The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Since that night, the governor has been driven back to his jurisdiction and ordered not to leave his post until there is clear evidence of the matter.

The governor probably knew how unable to bear Mu Jin at the moment, and left Yanjing unwillingly. The spiteful eyes that made Mu Jin remember for a long time before leaving.

After the governor left, the eyes of the palace staring at Mu Jin were missing a few pairs, but also a few more.

But Mu Jin has become accustomed to living under this kind of attention, and has played the original host more vividly.

In ancient times, it seemed that the flow of time had become slower. While pushing the villain's mission, she was watching the development of the hero and the hero, and time passed quietly.

Since the beginning of March, there have been signs of snow melting. The premature trees planted in the palace have begun to shake off a whole body of winter snow, quietly revealing the new buds emerging from underneath. There is already a little green in the whole palace, which is the feeling of early spring.

Mu Jin didn't see Princess Anhe again until it was almost April.

At that time, Mu Jin had just been busy for a while. After several deployments and games, she finally had the ability to contain Prime Minister Xu. This was also related to the fact that the imperial concubine had not lifted the ban.

It seems that Yu Wenrui really doesn't like others to confront him. It's just that the imperial concubine's words have not shown signs of letting go.

Mu Jin walked past the outer wall of the Luoxue Pavilion that hadn't been here for a long time, and looked at the small amount of snow left here due to negligence in cleaning. He felt in a daze that the year he came to this world was really like a dream.

Carrying secrets that she could not even think of before, doing things she could not even think of before, but now her acting skills are so adept, even in the face of a runaway plot and various roles in horse racing, she rarely returns. I was at a loss when I first arrived.

Seeing An He again, it was actually two months away.

Mu Jin stood behind the tree, staring quietly at the little girl sitting by the bed, feeling that her eyebrows were a little longer. During this time, although Mu Jin did not come to see her in person, he taught her martial arts in Zhuangcheng. In the night, I also asked him to bring some messages.

Therefore, during this period of time, An He not only did not blacken out because he thought he was abandoned by Mu Jin, but felt that he could not become Mu Jin’s burden in this deep palace. Instead, he worked harder to learn and practice martial arts, just to be able to Get rid of the constraints faster and become Mu Jin's help.

I don't know how this little girl would feel if she knew that Mu Jin's ultimate goal was to overthrow the dynasty ruled by her father.

After watching for a while, some chilly wind blew into the window. An He frowned and got up to close the window.

And when he looked up, he saw Mu Jin standing under an old banyan tree, staring at her quietly.

Her outstretched hand stopped in the air.

Even though she reunited after a long absence, Mu Jin didn't have a smile on her face, as if she was not the one who deliberately bypassed to see others.

According to Mu Jin's character, now that he sees people, he can leave.

So Mu Jin turned around as if he was about to leave.

Although he didn't see An He's expression, judging by the instant churning and gasping noises, An He might not even have time to leave the door, so he stepped on the window and jumped out without a lady.

"Mu Jinwen!"

An He's voice also seemed to be a little rounder.

Mu Jin stood on the spot, waiting for the little princess to run over eagerly, stopping a step away behind her, his scorching eyes almost burned a hole in her back.

An He's voice suddenly became a little dumb, "Mu Jinwen, you haven't come to see me for so long, don't you even say anything to me?"

Mu Jin didn't turn around: "I haven't seen you in two months, the princess' etiquette has opened the eyes of the slave."

An He paused, but smiled twice, "Sure enough, it's you."

Mu Jin sighed, turned around and looked at her.

He was a little fatter, he looked healthier, and he was taller, perhaps because of martial arts, at this time he could reach Mu Jin's chest.

An He raised his head and looked at her greedily, "I will be taller than you in half a year."

Mu Jin wanted to laugh a little, "The father-in-law compares. Anyway, I can also pick a competitor. I look at the old tree in front of the door."

Seeing the softness of her eyes, An He also smiled, grinning a little aggrieved, "Why haven't you seen me for so long?"

Obviously it was not impossible to see her. The "master" who had been monitoring her was transferred away within a few days after the imperial concubine was confined, but Zhuangcheng's martial arts teaching was carried out every night through rain or shine.

Zhuang Cheng is Mu Jin's person. If Mu Jin wants to see her, it will be very easy.

"Looks more mature, but it's still childish words when you speak." Mu Jin glanced down at her, "When you don't ask for such words, maybe you can come to see me."

An He pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, but did not refute Mu Jin, but lowered his head to think.

"I came to see you to see your learning achievements." Mu Jin said, "Although I promised your mother and concubine to take care of you, I am not doing charity after all. Only useful people can stay with me. By your side, understand?"

An He raised his head, and the look of a wolf cub appeared in his mild eyes.

"I know it naturally." Her voice was tense, "I will not let myself become a useless person, and be bullied like a mother."

Mu Jin looked at her, and Hui Guiren's face before his death flashed in his mind, as well as Hui Kang's thoughtful expression.

She wanted to tell An He that her mother was not a weak person. On the contrary, Hui Kangying had far-reaching perseverance.

She had an insight into her destiny before entering the palace, but she still entered the palace without hesitation. Since having Anhe, she has done everything in her power to protect her.

Although the mother and daughter were forgotten in the remote cold palace, at least the emperor couldn't remember them, nor would anyone who wanted to harm them remember them.

Had it not been for Hui Kangying herself to be seriously ill, she would be able to protect Anhe for many more years.

However, if Mu Jin is willing to disclose this to Anhe, it would not be the villain who seized all weaknesses in the original work and tried to control Anhe.

Seeing her silence, An He was a little uneasy, and his posture became more regular without consciously, "What?"

"Nothing." Mu Jin looked into the distance, "Your uncle is the same as your mother. If you can see him one day, you may be able to ask him something in person."

"My uncle?" An He was taken aback, and then stretched out a little excitedly to grab Mu Jin's sleeve, "Did you see my uncle? Where is he? What is he doing? Why has he been doing it since his mother died? No letters have come? Does he know that my mother has gone?"

Her voice is a bit stubborn, and there is a bit of hatred, "Is he, did he forget us..."

Mu Jin's gaze fell shallowly on her hand on her cuff.

Obviously he didn't say anything, but An He's excitement seemed to be splashed with cold water, and he quickly calmed down, and his whole body was a little cold.

She looked at Mu Jin, and only felt that in the two months apart, the other party seemed to have become a little different.

After all, it’s a young heart, and An He can’t accept the indifference of her sweetheart to herself. Relying on the martial arts she has learned these days, instead of taking back the hand holding Mu Jin’s sleeve, she has to probe her hand and hold it tentatively. Mu Jin's delicate and cool hands were touched.

Mu Jin's gaze fell on An He coldly.

An He's heart tightened, and he smiled reluctantly, and sweat oozes from the hand holding Mu Jin.

"I, I will grow up as soon as possible. Tell me about my uncle first."

Mu Jin frowned slightly, trying to withdraw his hand, but An He did not let go for the first time.

Looking at An He's wolfish eyes, Mu Jin suddenly felt that she and her father were somewhat similar.

"Let go." There was already some chill in the voice.

An He's hand trembled, and finally he slowly retracted it.

"You can't even control your own behavior, but you expect me to believe you can control this mouth?" Mu Jin looked at An He with a cold and disappointed look, "Just think about it for yourself."

After finishing speaking, despite the huge panic that suddenly rose in An He's eyes, she flicked her sleeves and turned away.

Mu Jin didn't look back until he was sure that he wouldn't be seen, and then he reached out and took a look, as if the temperature of Anhe still remained on it.

Little wolf cub, like her father, is not worrying.

But the less you let her worry, the stronger the final backlash will be. This is exactly the meaning of the role of An He.

Mu Jin touched her hand, and when she put her hand back into her sleeve, she felt the touch of the paper from her sleeve. She stood there for a moment, and turned her direction under her feet.

Qifeng Palace is now far from its original luxury and magnificence. Although it is not like the Luoxue Pavilion where even the cleaners are negligent in their duties, it is still in the cold.

The imperial concubine had no footsteps, and there was no guard guarding the door. Mu Jin raised his hand to knock on the door, and then reacted, laughing at herself, and pushed the door open.

Compared with the front of the door, the feeling of depression has never been reduced.

The imperial concubine should have eight palace servants to serve, but it is said that the imperial concubine was frustrated after the foot restraint and watched the palace people irritated, so he dismissed the six people, leaving only the two big palace ladies brought from her natal family here to serve her .

Mu Jin made such a big movement, and naturally also alarmed the people in the hall.

The first to greet her was Shuangzhen, one of the two great palace ladies. She saw the door opened, and first gave a small exclamation. When she saw Mu Jin came, a little nervousness suddenly appeared on her face.

"Manager Mu!" Shuangzhen ran up to Mu Jin in small steps, and said, "The concubine empress is resting today, please come back, please."

"Since I'm here, do you think I will leave like this?" Mu Jin didn't even look at her, nor stopped because of her obstruction, and walked towards the palace gate, "Before I cure you of your disrespect, Step aside."

However, before taking a few steps, the figure of another court lady appeared in the gate of the palace.

Shuangyu glared at the bewildered Shuangzhen behind him, and said with a smile to Mu Jin: "Manager Mu, not to mention that the imperial concubine is not seeing guests today. Even if she opens the door to see people, she never knocks at the door and goes straight to the concubine. The principle of the palace."

Mu Jin gave face this time, but stopped, but her eyes clearly showed contempt for the person in front of him. It seemed that it was just an insignificant bug, and he didn't even bother to spend the energy of lowering his head and brushing it aside.

She faintly said: "Now I am in this palace, and I haven't been to a place where I can't go. You mothers are making up your mind and don't want to see me?"

The smile on Shuangyu's face couldn't hold back. She and Shuangzhen looked at each other, but still stood firmly in front of the hall door, not allowing Mu Jin to enter.

"Mr. Mu, forgive your sins." She said, "It's not the mother who doesn't want to, but the mother is resting, and the slave girl can't let you in."

Mu Jin looked at her right now, her tone couldn't tell whether she was complimenting or mocking, "What a loyal servant."

Shuangyu's face turned pale.

She is well aware of the cruel methods of the person in front of her. Since the empress is now losing power and is clearly against her, she is already prepared to die.

Just as she closed her eyes and was about to wait for death, the noble concubine's voice came from the hall: "Shuangyu, let her in."

Shuangyu opened his eyes, and there was a trace of prostration in it, "Yes, Niang Niang."

"No need." Mu Jin raised a hand that was as white as jade, and stopped Shuangyu's intention to lead. "Go out, I'll have a chat with your empress."

Shuangyu paused, and did not hear any objection from the hall, so he blessed the body, withdrew and closed the hall door.

Seeing Mu Jin's figure disappear, Shuangzhen stretched out her hand to pat her heart with lingering fear, and said to Shuangyu with a little admiration: "As expected of my elder sister, I was able to face the manager Mu directly. I even trembled when I spoke to her. ."

"Look at you for this good point." Shuangyu reprimanded in a low voice, with some fear in his eyes, "I don't even want to confront her, but if we quit, what should I do?"

"Then shall we go in to protect the empress?" Shuangzhen looked at the hall door worriedly.

Shuangyu shook his head, "The lady didn't say anything, let's not go in and disturb, they must say something important."

"Mr Mu has been in the limelight recently, and even the master has to avoid him for a while. What if the mother is bullied." Shuangzhen was still a little worried.

Mu Jin didn't know the two court ladies outside who were whispering to her. She looked around and saw the color of the incense burner in the center of the hall was cold and silent, and a layer of floating dust had fallen on it, apparently it hadn't been lit for a long time.

The imperial concubine was still dressed in red, sitting on the chaise longue and watching Mu Jin approach.

"The imperial concubine."

The courtesy can't be abandoned, Mu Jin bowed his hand casually to the concubine.

The imperial concubine sneered: "Just now I was out there trying to punish my people, and now they are so neglecting this palace, Mu Jinwen, this palace is just forbidden, not deposed, you are so arrogant, are you not afraid of retribution?"

"Don't dare." Mu Jin raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and a brilliant smile burst onto her face for a moment. It was the imperial concubine who hated her deeply, and she couldn't help but shake her spirits because of this smile.

"No wonder, no wonder..." The imperial concubine turned pale, but laughed self-deprecatingly, "No wonder the emperor is so obsessed with you. Since you came back, not only has you never called the harem to attend the bed, but..."

How's it going? Mu Jin didn't pay attention to what happened to Yu Wenrui and his harem.

But the more the imperial concubine thinks about it, the more frustrated it becomes.

The daughter of her dignified prime minister, the rich lady who crowned the capital, and the noble concubine, in the heart of the emperor, were no better than the weight of a **** in his heart.

In the days and nights when Mu Jin could not be seen, she chewed on this humiliation and hatred, and always imagined that Mu Jin would also feel her humiliation at the moment.

But now Mu Jin herself was standing in front of her, she actually felt a little bit weak.

Even a woman can't help but shake her head for her, let alone an emperor who is accustomed to taking the beauty of the world as his own?

"At this point, I have nothing to say." The imperial concubine's voice is no longer as beautiful as it was at the beginning, and every word is full of resentment and contempt. "It's just that although you are not a complete body, you were once a dignified man. , How can Israel serve people, charm the monarch, how can you be worthy of your parents."

As soon as she said this, she watched Mu Jin's face freeze for a while, and then gradually became gloomy.

On the gorgeous face as if wearing a mask, a pair of narrow and charming eyes are like cold poisonous snakes. The imperial concubine can even feel the cold and sticky feeling wrapped around her neck, making it difficult to breathe.

"Emperor concubine, you shouldn't be forever, you are not worthy of mentioning my parents." Mu Jin's low and soft voice diffused in the silent hall, "If you don't choose to speak, there will be no more between us. What to talk about."

The imperial concubine was firmly suppressed on the chaise longue, unwilling to admit that she was deterred by Mu Jin's aura, and for a while she dared not say anything, so she turned her head angrily.

Mu Jin sighed, "I don't need to feel humiliated by my mother. I made a special visit, and I am not here to humiliate my mother. Why don't you say something calmly?"

She knew that the imperial concubine was staunch, and she didn't even quarrel very much. Before she said a few words, she actually made herself angry enough.

Such a noble concubine, if it weren't for her mother's power, would have been chewed in the harem so that there are no bones left.

However, outsiders do not bully her, but are sucked blood sucked by the "owner" without knowing it, and I don't know whether she should be innocent or stupid.

"Aren't you here to humiliate me, or are you here to help me make suggestions?" the imperial concubine said.

"It's hard to talk about conspiracy. Niangniang's strategy is nothing more than competing for the emperor's favor. Whether she believes it or not, this is not what I want."

The imperial concubine pierced her eyes like a needle, "You still said that this is not humiliating me?"

"Niangniang is too impatient." Mu Jin raised her eyes. "I said this to show Niangniang that none of the things you were worried about happened."

The imperial concubine's angry gaze stagnated, "What?"

"Iser waiter, Charm God, have you ever seen these things with your own eyes?" Mu Jin said, "Mother can remember, who brought these vain things into the ears of the girl, and who provoked you? I am opposed and instilled in you the idea that I must die."

The imperial concubine's hand on the armrest slowly tightened.

"The mother is smart, I must have the answer in her heart." Mu Jin suddenly found it difficult to look at her face, and chuckled. A white-eyed wolf in a disadvantaged place?"

"Shut up!" The imperial concubine's trembling fingers showed that her heart was not as calm as it seemed. "Zhao'er has been raised in my house for fifteen years. She has been commensurate with my sister since she was four years old. We don't have a share. Where she is so harsh, why is she..."

"Holy concubine, why are you so naive up to now." Mu Jin's smile narrowed, her voice mixed with shocking power, "You treat it with sincerity, and she repays it with grievances, no matter what the reason is, could it be you? Just be willing to be used by her."

The imperial concubine's sharp nails almost pierced the palm of her hand.

She is pure, but not stupid.

During this period of restraint, she often remembered how all this happened, and Xu Luzhao's dignified Wenxiu face flashed in front of her eyes from time to time.

What Mu Jin said was exactly what she didn't dare and didn't want to think about.

why. why?

Mu Jin was still tempting, "She killed you so miserably, are you willing to do so?"

Hearing this, the imperial concubine raised her red eyes, "I am not willing to be used by her, am I willing to be used by you?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Jin knew that she had loosened.

It's just that the unwarranted "sisterhood" still fettered her, making her unbearable to "betray" her good sister and turn to her own villain.

Mu Jin sighed softly, "Manny's words are wrong. Think about it, what Xu Luzhao has brought you besides bringing you a foothold and the fall of your mother's family? And I, at least I can get what I want from my mother. ."

The imperial concubine looked at Mu Jin firmly, and Mu Jin looked at her without evasiveness.

She suddenly said: "Mu Jinwen, can you dare to swear that you are not unruly toward your majesty? From then on, you only abide by the courtesy of the emperor and ministers, and you will not take a step beyond the thunder pond?"

Mu Jin looked at her and felt that such a good woman preferred Yu Wenrui's dog hero, which was really utterly blind.

The imperial concubine doesn't care about the imperial court or the layout of the harem. The only thing she cares about is Yu Wenrui itself.

In romantic novels, all the female partners are just to set off the heroine's luminescence, so that when I just read the novel, I never know that these female partners are also flesh and blood, and each has his own brilliance.

"Nature." Mu Jin responded.

The imperial concubine seemed to have finally asked for a knot in her heart, she fell on the chaise longue as if she was sluggish, sluggish for a while, and then asked, "What do you want me to do?"

It was already dark when Mu Jin came back from the imperial concubine. Duan Rongrong had been working as a servant in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and An He was staying honestly in Luoxue Pavilion. It took her a few days before she adapted to return to the deserted courtyard.

When she returned, Zhong Ruzheng stood respectfully at the door and waited.

Mu Jin paused for a while, and then continued to move forward casually, "Why are you, Zhuangcheng?"

Zhong Ru lowered his head and said, "I'm going to teach the Fourth Princess martial arts."

"What do I remember, today is the day to lead me, he should cancel the martial arts course." Mu Jin's voice fell to a lower level, walked into the room and turned to look at Zhongru, "If you don't tell the truth, Zhuang Cheng will go. Where is it?"

Zhong Ru looked at her, only a pair of glazed eyes gleaming on his backlit face.

"Subordinates are convicted." Zhong Ru still used the calmest tone, "The subordinates confessed that it was me who told Zhuang Cheng that Jun Mei changed his position as a leader today, so he came here in place of him."

Mu Jin blinked slowly, barely understanding what he was talking about.

"Are you crazy?" she asked from the bottom of her heart.

Zhong Ru opened his mouth, his voice was rare, but he continued.

"Mei Jun hasn't summoned his subordinates for a long time. Is it because his subordinates did something wrong?"

Just when Mu Jin thought it was just that the employees felt that they had been left out and were about to comfort him.

Zhong Ru continued: "I haven't seen Mr. Mei for a long time, my subordinates... really miss him."

Mu Jin: ...?