The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

If you ask Zhong Ru what impression of Mu Jin has always been, Mu Jin will answer like a tape recorder.

It's like someone recorded the sound in advance, and then set the timing to play. Regardless of the tone or tone, it basically kept the same. There was nothing special about it, and people would hardly remember what he said after hearing it.

But at the moment Zhong Ru's expression was still rigid and solidified, but his voice clearly contained human emotions.

If you distinguish carefully, Mu Jin wants to define this emotion as... grievance?

However, looking at Zhong Ru's face again, he felt as if it was not what he said.

Mu Jin thought seriously, analyzed carefully, and came to the most likely conclusion: "Did you drink too much?"

Then she saw that in Zhong Ru's calm eyes, there was a clear dumbfounding.

"Subordinates never drink." He said.

Mu Jin had no words anymore. She stared coldly at this subordinate who was suspected to be hovering on the edge again, and her heart rushed through countless huge roaring barrages.

She managed to refine the pseudo-decoration to almost perfection, basically saying what she saw, so that they wouldn't have any strange brain supplements.

But facing Zhong Ru at this moment, she only felt that the recent progress had suddenly shrunk.

Why are there always surprises by surprise?

Zhong Ru seemed to see the strong rejection in her eyes, his stiff face moved, and he let out an imperceptible sigh.

"Subordinates fail to speak, please Jun Mei to punish them." He lowered his head and turned back to that dumb and loyal subordinate.

If it was Mu Jin in the past, he might have forgotten this episode after he admitted his mistake, but after experiencing Zhang Mingxu's affairs, a little bit of change is enough to make her scream, not to mention Zhongru's such obvious abnormality. .

Her inquiring gaze fell on Zhong Ru's body, letting him maintain the posture of pleading, and did not speak to let him get up.

She didn't say anything. Zhong Ru naturally couldn't get up without permission. The two of them were just so silent. Moonlight was hidden and exposed from the clouds, and Mu Jin's face appeared softer and gloomy in the transition between light and dark.

"This is the first time you behave in a good manner, and I hope it is the last time." Mu Jin has learned how to control her tone to an unpredictable level, which will not let people hear her true emotions, but will also bring Give the other party a certain amount of deterrence, "Zhong Ru, you are the person I picked out personally, don't let me down."

The last sentence was obviously gloomy.

This is telling Zhong Ru that she can hold him up with her hands, and she can also press him back to a darker place with her own hands.

Zhong Ru should understand, he whispered yes.

Mu Jin said again: "I am not using you again, but Zhuangcheng has his errands, and you also have yours. Why do I let you stare at the movement of the whole palace? You are my eyes and ears in this palace. What if I don’t have eyes and ears?"

A good boss should have a big stick and a big date, otherwise the employees will change jobs.

Mu Jin praised her balance.

It seems that Zhong Ru should have nothing to report. Recently, Mu Jin, who has been very tired of maintaining the setting, felt a little pain in her temples. She stretched out her fingers and rubbed it lightly, making a look of melancholy, and said languidly: "If nothing happens. Just retire, don't disturb me rest here."

Working overtime continuously is really exhausting. Even sleeping time is taken up. How can it be a tragic word.

Zhong Ru didn't continue to entangle him. It seemed that the only momentary frustration had become an episode of the past.

Mu Jin watched Zhong Ru bow and retreat, and when he was about to step out of the door, she suddenly turned around.

Meeting his eyes, Mu Jin suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Mei Jun." Zhong Ru said before Mu Jin wanted to drive him out, "As you said, I was the one you picked out by yourself. Even if everyone betrays you, I won't."

His gaze was suddenly drawn far away, as if through Mu Jin, he saw another person who should have existed here.

"I made this oath, and even picked me out before you."

"Subordinates retire."

After leaving such a bunch of inexplicable words, Zhong Ru left calmly as if he hadn't said anything, and also intimately helped Mu Jin close the door.

The rest of Mu Jin stared at the door for a moment.

What, what is he talking about? What "I won't even if everyone betrays you", what kind of look like "I knew you a long time ago"?

How did this standard salvation villain's speech come about?

Mu Jin suddenly had a terrifying thought: This Zhongru will not be worn by others.

She went to shoot the system like an enemy, and the system was speechless for a moment after hearing her suspicion: "You can really think... Don't worry, only you and the heroine are the only people in this world who travel through, and the others are natives. ."

Mu Jin only breathed a sigh of relief.

But Zhong Ru's attitude made her very uneasy anyway.

No, we must not let strange people hinder the progress of the plot.

Mu Jin touched the letter that had been in his sleeve, lamented his hard days of having to work overtime, and dragged heavy steps to Luoxue Pavilion.

She did not go in to see An He this time, but stood in the distance watching their martial arts course.

"Legs are weak."

"Straighten your arms!"

"The princess has a soft body and soft strength. Didn't you have a full meal tonight? Stretch your bones and add two buckets of water."

An He rode steady horses, and on his two outstretched arms, two medium-sized buckets were hung on each, and his thin arms were swaying slightly, and the whole person looked very unstable.

But she didn't say a word, gritted her teeth and allowed sweat to seep through her clothes. When Zhuang Cheng reached out to correct her posture, she gritted her teeth and suppressed the sore scream.

Work harder, make better progress, and be strong enough to help that person do things, so she can look at herself directly, and she won't hide anything from herself anymore.

Anhe's immature eyes had a wolf-like light.

And Zhuang Cheng, who was stern in his mouth, saw her working so hard, and a little complexity arose in her heart.

An He was a little older when she started martial arts, and the basic skills were not as easy and proficient as the boy's skills. Every time she opened her muscles and bones, she felt a cold sweat. It was also hard to catch up with the progress. Her belief in becoming stronger was very strong. Don't be lazy at all.

In the beginning, Zhuang Cheng was appointed to teach the martial arts of the four princesses. He thought it was the princess's whim, but he played a few perfunctory tricks.

However, Si Gong didn't take the initiative. He stood still and watched him finish playing coldly. He just asked a word.

"Do you rely on these to serve Mu Jinwen?"

Now that he had connected his martial arts professor with Mu Jin's face, Zhuang Cheng stopped being perfunctory, and began to come up with some real things to teach this too weak princess.

After such a long time, watching her from a weak little girl to what she is now, he also had a sense of accomplishment.

I don't know what Mei Jun's purpose is to cultivate a princess. Fortunately, he is a princess and does not have to be contaminated with such an invisible place as Jun Zimei.

An He has exhausted all of his energy just by practicing, but Zhuang Cheng’s ears and eyes are so clever that he noticed Mu Jin as soon as he arrived. He was horrified that he had just thought of Mu Jin in his heart, and Mu Jin appeared in front of him, Zhuang Cheng's expression on his face. It's white.

However, Mu Jin shook his head slightly, motioning them to continue.

Mu Jin stood outside the door for a long time, until Zhuang Cheng set out today's task, and turned to leave Luoxue Pavilion.

"Mr. Mei." Zhuang Cheng saluted in fear, "If you are concerned about the progress of the princess, why not go in and check it?"

"Care about the progress of the princess?" Mu Jin smiled, "Maybe I should remind you, where should you be tonight?"

Zhuang Cheng thought for a while, his face turned paler, "Zhong Ru him..."

"Whenever people around me, cats and dogs can be commanded to move." Mu Jin smiled on her face, but it made people feel chills in her heart.

Zhuang Cheng knelt on one knee immediately, cold sweat quickly condensed from his forehead and dripped onto the ground in front of him.

"The subordinates should not disobey Mei Jun's order if they are guilty. Please Mei Jun punish!

Mu Jin was completely silent for a few seconds.

In just a few seconds, Zhuang Cheng felt as if he was walking back and forth in the Yan Luo Temple. When Mu Jin said "get up", the night wind suddenly penetrated his sweaty body, and he couldn't help thinking. Fight the cold war.

"Continue to kneel here, don't you think I'm not eye-catching enough lately?" Mu Jin's downturned eyes showed the shadow of moonlight.

But Zhuang Chengtou didn't dare to lift up, only lowly stood up and waited for her hair to fall.

Mu Jin looked scared of the child like this, and she felt like the class teacher who just grabbed the student from the back door glass who was playing with the mobile phone.

She was speechless to herself for a moment, reached out and reached out the letter in her sleeve, and handed it to Zhuang Cheng.

To show solemnity, she also pushed the envelope and put it on the palm of his hand.

"Tomorrow, Wellcome will leave Dayan. You will hand this letter to him overnight." Mu Jin said, "Remember, if you don't hand it into his hands, you can't hand it over even if you die."

"Once it is leaked, you know the consequences."

Zhuang Cheng's face was still a little frightened, but when he heard the order, he immediately said with a serious face: "Yes, Mr. Mei."

Mei Jun nodded lightly.

"Mu Mu, are you going to start pushing the villain's main line?" The system asked curiously after Mu Jin returned. "The original body uses the war between Dayan and Dongchuan to wander between the two sides to eat the war dividends, and also fool Dongchuan's The new king does things for her, do you plan to do the same?"

"It says in the script, you have to do it." Mu Jin pondered, "Now all the plot is basically on the right track. As long as there is nothing wrong, I can be arrogant for a while, and then go to jail. Waiting to die."

Although the male protagonist and the female protagonist have not had any scandals so far, they have begun to get along day and night. Other characters have basically remained in their positions. This is better than the chaos they faced when they first walked in. Don't know how much.

Mu Jin prayed in her heart that there should be no more troubles.

"Nothing went wrong...." The system nuzzled her silently, "I hope so."

After some tossing, the sky was already showing a pale blue light, Mu Jin looked at it from a distance, and murmured in his heart.

Spring will bloom soon, it’s the time for war.

When the time entered April, the last handful of snow on Mu Jin's eaves also melted quietly, and a man full of fierce and murderousness stepped into this small courtyard, holding in his hand a temperament that was extremely inconsistent with him. Exquisite food box.

She should be delivering food to the emperor at this time. The visitor looked at the deserted courtyard and thought silently. Seeing the delicacies flowing in front of me, I didn't have a bite to eat, and there was a pity that no one else could see in those beautiful eyes.

When someone came to think of a chance to catch a glimpse, Mu Jin stared at a fresh hydrangea shrimp that was just delivered. Until the palace man who delivered the food walked around the corner, he reluctantly shifted his gaze to the appearance of the next dish. There was a faint smile.

He walked to the middle of the courtyard and looked up at one of the courtyard walls.

Once he was there and saw her dancing in the courtyard in a white dress.

He thought of the figure countless times, and every time he regretted why he was not interested in writing, so that he searched his stomach and couldn't think of a poem suitable for describing the scene at that time.

I just feel that there is a moment to decorate his dreams, that this life he would never wake up again.

He stood here alone for a long time.

Mu Jin passed the food as usual, thinking about going back to the house to rest for a while while she was fine at noon. Fortunately, she was the head, and no one else would come to catch her and be lazy.

It's just that before entering the small courtyard, the other party's dazzling figure poked in the center like a famous weapon, making her want to ignore it.

Mu Jin paused, and walked in naturally.

Since she appeared, the people's eyes have been firmly fixed on her body. Gradually watching her approach from a distance, Mu Jin can even see his own enlarged shadow in the clear eyes of the other party.

She watched for a long while, then said with a sigh, "After so many battles and so many things, how can you still look at people with such a look?"

"I don't need them to see people." The person who came replied, "I just want to use them to see you."

Birds chirp, this sentence sounds touching and lingering.

It seems that one of them is not a general who is ready to go on an expedition, but not a **** who hides his identity.

There is no national hatred or family hatred behind them, only one is asking and the other is answering, sharing this spring time.

After experiencing so many confessions, Mu Jin has some immunity to Rong Feng's euphemistic expressions, and will not immediately blow up his hair like those people before, and can't wait to shake their collars to make them sober.

Mu Jin sighed from the bottom of his heart when faced with this man who never said he liked it or expressed possession, but only knew that he silently stuffed the chestnut cake into his hands.

Her gaze fell on the food container in his hand, "Is this for me?"

Rong Feng only reacted generally, holding the food box in both hands and sending it to her.

"Last time you... don't seem to like to wrap it in cloth." Rong Feng said, "This time I went home first, and my mother asked me to give food to others, so I must put it in a food box first."

"Mrs. Taiwei?" Mu Jin said in surprise.

"Yeah." Rong Feng replied softly, looking at her shocked expression, a soft smile appeared in her eyes, "Mother said, if you want, you can visit Taiwei's Mansion next time you leave the palace. "

He dropped a bomb lightly, ignoring how much shock the bomb had exploded in Mu Jin's heart.

"Madam Taiwei, call me, go to Taiwei's mansion?"

Mu Jin's long and narrow phoenix eyes stared round and round, and Mr. Mu, who had been calmly strategizing, stammered at this moment, looking like a naive child, but he looked a bit like a two-year-old.

The smile in Rong Feng's eyes deepened. He deliberately ignored Mu Jin's shock. Instead, he said as a matter of course: "Mother has always wanted to see you, but unfortunately there is no provincial mother in the palace. She can only regret it in the palace."

One by one bombs were dropped by the air, and Mu Jin was stunned.

She thought that she would no longer be upset about the lack of plot characters, but now she is still too naive.

Mu Jin felt her throat dry and stiff, "Look at what I do?"

Rong Feng was still smiling, he hadn't laughed so many times on the same day since he was a child.

He looked at Mu Jin with seriousness and affection in his eyes.

"She wants to see the person I am tempted for the first time in 25 years."

Not a woman, nor a man, but was suddenly struck by a person, and then a small tune called "Tingxin" kept echoing in my heart, burning the loyalty of his rulers and the conscience of his gentleman.

As if he hadn't noticed Mu Jin's blank expression in shock, Rong Feng continued: "I know that you are happy... the palace lady named Duan Rongrong, but I am brazen and think that I still have a fight."

His face was rough from the sun and rain, and there was some obvious nervousness.

"You don't want to reject me first, let me show it, okay?"

Mu Jin looked up at him stubbornly, seeing the somewhat silly look on his handsome and profound face, and there was a slight silly feeling in his heart.

Rong Feng, Rong Feng, confession is different from others.

"One Strike Force"? Is he going to beat all the other competitors?

Mu Jin laughed out of this thinking.

And seeing her smile, Rong Feng seemed to have misunderstood. His face paled for a moment, and a sad look flashed in his eyes, but he immediately became firm, as if he had sworn before the army before leading the war.

"I'm not going to force you now. This time the emperor called me to come here to make me a general of Dingguo to go to Dongchuan. When I return, I will surely get an answer."

He paused, "By the day I return, I only hope you can... stop repelling me."

The leopard's bright eyes looked at Mu Jin, full of bright broken stars, "OK?"

Mu Jin:............

Here, is such a big flag inserted here?

Regardless of the impact of these words on her, Mu Jin immediately began to search for the final result of the war in his mind.

As a force on the male protagonist's side, the second male protagonist naturally wins all the way. Although the villain has fiddled with it several times and almost put the male second into a trap and loses the army, the final victory belongs to the second male protagonist and the male protagonist.

so far so good.

However, Mu Jin thought about the strong commands in the letter he wrote recently, and couldn't help but feel a little worried: Maybe because the villain's main line pushed too hard, he accidentally killed the male second, right?

She was thinking about some big issues of life and death. Rong Feng only looked at her with a gloomy expression and an unpredictable expression in his eyes, but he did not respond to his feelings.

The tall man showed a somewhat lonely look, which looked very disturbing.

Mu Jin returned to his senses and looked at Rong Feng's lingering eyes, as if he saw a big leopard sitting in front of him.

He seemed to see a long leopard tail behind him, flicking it back and forth in frustration.

Only then did Mu Jin realize that Rong Feng, a taciturn person, had spoken here for a long time, but she hadn't even responded to a decent sentence.

No wonder it wilts like this.

She opened her mouth and said entangledly: "Do you know who I am?"

Rong Feng's eyes lit up as soon as she heard her speak.

He nodded, "Naturally."

Mu Jin looked sluggish: "Your father just impeached me in the morning."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Rong Feng's face, "Father felt that my mother compromised me too quickly and lost his face."

Mu Jin was speechless for a while.

She really didn't know what else to say to Rong Feng. He had made all the plans early, the family's opposition and the worry-free future, including her answer, he had taken into consideration.

She could imagine Rong Feng's thoughts. It was nothing more than when he returned from victory. As long as she had a one-tenth chance of agreeing to him, he could speak to the emperor on the strength of his military merits and want him to ask for Mu Jin.

But he didn't know that, as Mu Jin, it was impossible to promise him anyway.

Mu Jin’s silence made Rong Feng’s eyes flashed at a loss. He hesitated and said: "Actually, the general who leads the army in the middle of the country is not necessarily me. I am also thinking about it, in case you are constrained after I leave. I'm slower than others to even know, so how can I help you."

As if she was drugged on New Year's Eve, he could take her back immediately.

"But I must go and hit this rod." He whispered, "I must go."

Mu Jin almost broke into a cold sweat by him.

If the relationship line is off track, it is a small matter. If she gave up the plot of the expedition because of her villain, it would be a big offense.

Without the protagonist effect, if another person is going to fight this battle, it is still a question mark whether Mu Jin can win the war for Dayan in Mu Jin's calculations.

"General Rong is probably confused, and he would say such rebellious things." Mu Jin put away all his emotions, and his voice sounded the same as usual, "The emperor's life is down. You can't fight this battle." You can’t be the master.”

"It has nothing to do with the emperor's fate." Rong Feng said, "If I really think about you, I..."

"Rong Feng, think about your life!" Mu Jin suddenly became stern, "think about why you are unwilling to be the leader of Feiyuwei in the palace courtyard, and think about your long-cherished wish since childhood!"

Don't play the ball again!

"It didn't take long for you and me to meet, but Taiwei Rong's only son was destined to live in the eyes of people in Beijing from the beginning." Seeing Rong Feng's shaking eyes, Mu Jin found a reason for what he blurted out. "You are unwilling to be reduced to the son of a luxurious and sullen power, and you don't bother to rely on your family to seek a future. What do you want to do at the moment? If you expect Lieutenant Rong to intercede for you and ask the emperor to withdraw his life, then you can fight this. idea."

Rong Feng looked at her, in addition to shock, there was a touch of surprise and touch in his eyes.

"Have you been paying attention to me so much?"

His eyes are getting brighter and brighter, "Can I have a glimmer of hope, you know what I ask for, you risk me asking for medicine, these are all for me, you still have the possibility of agreeing?"

Mu Jin: That's it.

Should she deny categorically at this time, or should she agree vaguely?

This feeling of getting tighter and tighter made her anxious, and only felt that doing the villain's task was not as difficult as it is now.

"General Rong, such a coincidence."

I don't know when, a clear and slender figure quietly appeared at the door of the small courtyard, with warm and beautiful eyes looking straight at Rong Feng, who was standing very close to Mu Jin, and could kiss her forehead almost as soon as he bowed his head.

"I just saw Father Li Lian looking for you everywhere. If the emperor knew you were here, I would be particularly surprised."