The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Mu Jin thought that she had been tempered enough to be calm enough, but seeing this one after another runaway plot, she miserably admitted that she was still too young.

"What did the girl do?"

Obviously, I was so anxious that I could not wait to rush into the Hall of Supreme Harmony, grabbed Yu Wenrui's collar and swayed wildly, and asked him whether he was not satisfied with his daughter... No, why is he not satisfied with the hostess she carefully cultivated, and why he should ask the sinner again!

If it was before, maybe she really rushed past like this.

But now, she abruptly held back her numb scalp, seemingly calm, and even sounded a little bored to ask this question.

Zhong Ru showed a subtle expression, "Subordinates dare not say."

"You came here to report to me, what else can't you say?" Mu Jin was almost **** off by him, "Say!"

Perhaps her final tone was too strong, giving Zhong Ru a clear signal. Zhong Ru looked at her, bowed his head and truthfully reported the information he knew.

Mu Jin listened with condensed eyebrows, her face darkened as she listened, and finally slapped the table angrily, and her wide sleeves almost swept the tea cup off the table.

"What the **** is she thinking!"

It turned out that today, the emperor was in a good mood after seeing the good news from Dongchuan. Among a group of palace people who knelt down to congratulate the emperor on the victory, he saw Duan Rongrong, who was wandering beyond the sky. He suddenly remembered that Duan Rongrong was the Hundred Flowers Festival appointed by him. The leader, and he still owes Duan Rongrong a golden promise.

"Since I have made a promise, I will definitely be satisfied with you." Yu Wenrui said this with a smile on his face, "Now I can make your wish."

Duan Rongrong's spirit fish was suddenly named and almost frightened. After listening to the question, she gradually calmed down. She blinked her big eyes and asked innocently: "Your Majesty, the slave and maidservant have not thought about it yet, can you continue to owe it?"

"No." Yu Wenrui retorted her opinion, "Today's war is triumphant. I need another happy event to get together. You can mention it, and I will consider it."

Everything was normal here.

According to Mu Jin's plan, when Duan Rongrong can propose to Yu Wenrui to fulfill this promise, it should be the time when the two people's relationship has at least progressed, and Duan Rongrong himself wants something.

Again, it should be Duan Rongrong that couldn't stand the court life, and begged Yu Wenrui to release her from the palace, no matter what, he would not be furious.

However, if Duan Rongrong could follow the rules like this, she would not be Duan Rongrong.

The girl's big, weird eyes rolled around, and she didn't know which of the tendons was wrong, and said a word to the emperor.

It was these words that annoyed the emperor, and also caused her to fall to the brink of overturning.

She said: "Your Majesty, the slave and maidservant really said it. The slave's wish is to hope that one day, your majesty can release the slave and the other person requested by the slave and maid to go out of the palace and live a life without restraint from now on."

Now in the entire palace, who doesn't know who Duan Rongrong is?

Taking a step back, her behavior is incompatible with this era, and she doesn't even have a close friend. The only person who gets along with her for a longer time is Mu Jin.

Going out of the palace with another person is not the same as directly carrying Mu Jin's ID number.

And saying this in front of Yu Wenrui is tantamount to directly declaring to him: Mu Jin is my person, I will take her away.

Whether Yu Wenrui's blood pressure is good or not, Mu Jin doesn't know, she just feels her blood pressure surges up, making her cheeks red.

Angry.

Zhong Ru looked at her expression, "Mei Jun, what should I do?"

How? Of course it is to save the heroine's life.

With a gloomy expression on Mu Jin's face, he rushed to the Hall of Supreme Harmony anxiously, breaking a plum blossom branch that was beginning to fall because he didn't have time to stop the car.

Although Zhong Ru has a hidden identity, he still shouldn't show up too much in the palace. Only Mu Jin came to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Before reaching the entrance of the hall, the surrounding palace people shivering in their respective positions made Mu Jin feel the nervous atmosphere. She stopped in front of the hall and looked at the water and gold shaking like a quail.

"Shuijin, who is in it?"

"Mu...Mr. Mu."

Shui Jin looked at her eyes, how to look at how she felt like looking at her beauty, and there was some subtle admiration in it.

"Only the emperor, master, and girl Duan, and the others were all driven out by the emperor."

Mu Jin nodded, before paying attention to him, directly said: "Go in and report it."

Suddenly Shuijin's face was the same as crying.

"Mr. Mu, you can spare the little ones. Except you, who dares to rush in when the emperor is angry now."

"Useless things." Mu Jin glanced at him lightly, and said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty, the slave Mu Jinwen, please see--"

Shui Jin looked at her in awe.

The hall fell into silence, and the "come in" that had sounded almost immediately in the past did not sound. Mu Jin held his breath and waited honestly outside the hall until the door of the hall opened and Li Lian's complex expression appeared.

"Manager Mu," he said, "The emperor invites you in."

Mu Jin raised his leg and stepped into the threshold.

The whisk in Li Lian's hand knocked Shuijin's head, "Be careful, don't let people yell like that anymore."

"But that's Manager Mu," Shui Jin clutched his head, and asked aggrievedly, "Instead of you, would you dare to stop her?"

Li Lian was silent for a while, knocked him again, turned around and followed in.

What's the trouble with this incident?

The emperor and a little court lady were jealous, and it spread out that the entire face of Dayan was gone.

But if it's for that person... it doesn't seem to be incomprehensible.

Li Lian sighed and followed in lightly. He didn't have the special treatment of the humanoid death-free gold medal of Director Mu. At this time, if he makes a little movement, watch the emperor not strip him.

At this time, Mu Jin had bypassed the screen and came to Yu Wenrui, kneeling and saluting in a formal manner.

Yu Wenrui didn't immediately wake her up as usual. There was still a look of anger in his eyes, but his face was already cold. He looked at Mu Jin who was kneeling underneath, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Mu Jin lay on his stomach and didn't move. The eyeballs covered by eyelashes glanced aside, and saw Duan Rongrong's pink skirt corner not far from her, also kneeling.

Li Lian slipped back behind Yu Wenrui, holding the whisk to see his nose, nose and heart, treating himself as a mural.

After a long while, Yu Wenrui finally said, but not at Mu Jin.

"Duan Rongrong, you said you have someone you want to protect. Is this the one who is eager to save you at this moment?"

Rao Mu Jin didn't look up, and he could hear the sullenness implied in his tone.

Her heart lifted a little, and she wondered if Duan Rongrong's answer angered the emperor even more.

"Your Majesty, I... The slave and maid just said casually, I don't really want to take people out of the palace." Duan Rongrong's voice was a little soft, and a little trembling, he was obviously frightened.

Mu Jin felt a little bit of pain, but then heaved a sigh of relief.

As long as Duan Rongrong doesn't kill the person she mentioned before, there is still room for change.

In such a tight gap, Mu Jin actually left a god: If Duan Rongrong can survive this time, the task of saving the heroine three times should also be completed.

"Oh? Isn't it her?" Yu Wenrui said coldly, "You can think about it, I only give you a certain chance this time, if you say it wrong, I can't protect you."

Oh oh oh so terrible!

Duan Rongrong's small body trembled a bit, her mind was now a mess, and she didn't know if Yu Wenrui was telling the truth or not.

If it was right, she just showed a little bit of wanting Manager Mu, and he suddenly went crazy, looking like he wanted to kill her on the spot.

And if it is ironic, then why does he even ask! Haven't they all denied it?

Duan Rongrong was wronged and didn't know what to do. She squinted secretly to look at Mu Jin who was kneeling next to her.

It just so happened that Mu Jin also squinted his eyes, and his dark eyes met Duan Rongrong, the Liushen Wuzhu.

Mu Jin shook his head almost impossible to find out.

Duan Rongrong seemed to have found the backbone of the main body at once, and shook his head firmly to Yu Wenrui and said: "No, your majesty, the servant and maid just fainted, saying that he wants to leave the palace."

Mu Jin made a thumb in his heart.

Duan Rongrong is a little stupid sometimes, but it's not a dead wood, otherwise the two of them will have to explain here today.

After hearing Duan Rongrong's resolute denial, Yu Wenrui's voice seemed to ease a little, and he finally began to respond to Mu Jin, who had been kneeling for a while.

"Jinwen, you pulled this girl up with one hand, right."

"My Majesty, I can't talk about promotion, it was when the slave was short of people, he grabbed one." Mu Jin raised her head, her phoenix eyes gleamed with sincere light, "and she is the head of the Hundred Flowers appointed by His Majesty. Just stayed."

Adhering to the principle of saying more and making more mistakes, Mu Jin's speaking criteria are two points, one is to answer questions, and the other is to cut off from Duan Rongrong.

But the male lead made such a big fire on the female lead, it is really because of... she?

Mu Jin still felt a little weird when she knelt here.

She knew that the male protagonist had abnormal feelings for her, and she preferred to call it a distorted possessiveness.

But I didn't expect that because of this possessiveness, it would make the dog hero a bit crazy.

Mu Jin murmured silently in her heart, but her face was sincere, as if she didn't know why Yu Wenrui made such a big fire for an irrelevant girl.

And she said so too: "Your Majesty, why are you so angry? If the girl does not serve her well, it will be fine if she is punished and driven out. It is not worth it to be angry with your own body."

Yu Wenrui looked sullen, staring at Mu Jin's expression quietly, as if judging whether she was sincere.

Mu Jin tried his best to control her expression to the most sincere appearance.

Yu Wenrui sneered suddenly.

Mu Jin suddenly had a bad feeling.

Whenever these characters in the plot are about to start acting as monsters, she will have this hunch, as if she sees a plot that can't be pulled back from the back.

Yu Wenrui said: "Since this is your wish in exchange for my promise, I will naturally satisfy you."

and many more!

"From today, you will no longer be a maid in the palace, and you don't have to stay in the palace anymore. Go out of the palace and make a living by yourself today." Yu Wenrui looked at Mu Jin, "Go to the House of Internal Affairs and tick her off. The roster, Duan Rongrong will not be allowed to enter the palace again."

tender. life. Up.

Mu Jin almost lost his eyes.

Even though she tried her best to endure, her face suddenly paled, and her eyes filled with incredible expressions.

what. What did she hear?

The male lead kicked the female lead out of the palace?

Duan Rongrong, who was on the side, couldn't hide it, and immediately looked back at Mu Jin in panic, and looked at Yu Wenrui pleadingly, but worried that he would say something that would make the two of them even more dangerous, and his face was suffocated. It flushed red, and tears began to flow under his eyes.

The situation of these two people fell in Yu Wenrui's eyes, exactly the same as the pair of little lovers who were about to be forcibly taken apart.

He gave a sullen smile, "Why, do you blame me for beating the mandarin duck?"

The deep gloomy eyes stared at Mu Jin, and there was a clear threat trembling clearly.

If you don't agree to release her from the palace, only a more cruel future is waiting for Duan Rongrong.

For example, the several possibilities he mentioned to Mu Jin before, no matter how to achieve any of them, it is tantamount to ruining Duan Rongrong's life.

Mu Jin realized that she didn't have any bargaining power now, and if she wanted to keep Duan Rongrong, she could only accept this result.

So she didn't even look at Duan Rongrong, and quickly returned to her normal expression and said: "Your Majesty Shengming."

Duan Rongrong let out a depressed sob from the side.

She bit her lip to prevent herself from crying on the spot in the hall.

She just wanted to test the Dog Emperor, but she didn't expect him to be so decisive, so she threw her out of the palace.

How can she see Mr. Mu in the future? How to protect her!

Duan Rongrong would hate herself to death.

Mu Jin sighed slightly in his heart, but now is obviously not a good time to comfort her. Yu Wenrui seems to have found a good result for today's affairs, but who can be sure that his breath has passed.

After Yu Wenrui gave this order, he seemed to have dissipated a part of his anger, and even calmed down, "Don't you still want to thank you?"

Mu Jin gave Duan Rongrong a vague look.

Duan Rongrong suppressed a sob that almost came out, and slowly bowed his head, "Slaves, thank Lord Longen."

"It's good luck to be able to release the palace at such a young age."

Mu Jin's face hadn't completely eased yet, even if he tried to raise a smile at this time, there was still a strong smile on his face.

"Waiting out of the palace, take the savings accumulated in the palace over the years, whether to do a small business or marry, you will have a good time, but don't forget your majesty's grace all the time."

With these words, Mu Jin felt blood dripping from her heart.

The heroine was kicked out of the palace by the hero, and she is still persuading the heroine to marry.

She really wanted to take a knife and let herself go on the spot.

The beautiful little **** was saying goodbye to the person in her heart, but she still pretended to be indifferent, but her pale and weak face and the uncontrollable pain in her eyes still revealed the deepest part of her heart. struggle.

Yu Wenrui looked down at all of this, watching a pair of "lovers" separate under his force. If nothing else, they would never have the chance to meet again in their lifetime.

His goal was achieved, but when he looked at Mu Jin's pale face, a wave of evil fire and anger still shot up uncontrollably.

Does it make you feel uncomfortable to drive her away?

It's just that you can't see her, and you didn't even kill her, so that you, who are used to hiding, can't even make the appearance of disguise?

If Mu Jin could hear his words, he would vomit blood on the spot.

It's really not a question of pretending or not, it's just that the fact that you did it is too terrible.

Regardless of whether Duan Rongrong would like it or not, she was forcibly dragged away by the guards who came in. Before leaving, she looked at Mu Jin with flustered and helpless eyes, but Mu Jin didn't give her a corner of her eye.

Duan Rongrong was desperate and was taken out by the guards without any struggle.

Listening to her voice disappearing into the hall, Mu Jin let go of a little nervousness.

She had arranged for Zhong Ru to respond in the dark. As long as Duan Rongrong was taken out, she had to keep an eye on her movements. Out of Yu Wenrui's sight, at least Duan Rongrong's life would not be in danger.

Duan Rongrong's departure did not cause the system to announce the completion of the mission, presumably this result does not "save" the heroine in the system's eyes.

Mu Jin sighed, cheered up and looked at Yu Wenrui above.

The real tough battle is about to begin now.

At this time, Ping Mo Tuo thousands of miles away.

This is the place where Dayan and Dongchuan meet. It belongs to Dayan’s territory, but it is too far away from Yanjing, with inconvenient communications and weak forces. Under the persecution of the brave and combative Dongchuan people, it was almost in danger of being lost. .

And all this was changed after General Rong arrived here with Dayan's army.

General Rong is surrounded by a group of well-known Rong family troops. They take the lead and are not afraid of death. They are all good fighters with one enemy and one hundred. With their participation, the whole battle situation suddenly has a huge tilt.

Although General Rong is young, he uses his troops like a **** and has meticulous thinking. Once he sends his troops, he will win the victory.

However, the good times didn't last long. I don't know since when, the Dongchuan Army seemed to be able to predict the behavior of this side every time. Whether it was the battle plan or the formation used in the battle, it was able to make timely and accurate responses.

This left them in trouble for a while.

Fortunately, this status quo did not last long, not even to the point where it was necessary to report to Yenching urgently.

Rong Feng began to inexplicably receive some intelligence about the situation of the war. This intelligence may have come from just a few words that he heard accidentally. Once he contacted the situation of the current battle, he could quickly get useful information.

It may also be a secret letter specially left to him, which clearly points out the plan of the Dongchuan Army's upcoming action, and an ambush according to these plans can often hit their pain points.

No matter how slow, Rong Feng could feel it. This was because someone was deliberately helping him, or that he was helping Dayan.

But who is this person? Why do you secretly deliver a letter to him, but deliberately not reveal your identity?

Rong Feng carefully compared the secret letter he received, and every time he wrote the handwriting by the same person, he compared all the characters in his memory, and none of them matched the handwriting on the secret letter.

The secret letter did not conceal his military adviser Du Shang, and after reading the secret letter carefully, Duchamp was as confused as Rong Feng.

What is even more bizarre is that they have never seen a person sending a secret letter.

Even in the middle of the night, the candlelights in Rong Feng's tent would burn until late. Duchamp stood at the entrance and called for the general, and walked in quietly after obtaining acquiescence.

As soon as he saw that Rong Feng was still comparing several secret letters, he asked clearly, "The general is still worried about the messenger?"

Rong Feng shook his head, "No."

Since becoming a general, his words have become less and less, and the softness and persistence that tried to find words in front of Mu Jin seemed to have never appeared before.

Duchamp pondered for a moment, "Does the general feel that it is not a good thing to rely too much on someone who doesn't know the details?"

"Du Shang." Rong Feng's voice was sharpened by the wind at the border, and he felt a strong and full-bodied feeling of aged liquor when he muttered the name of someone in a low voice. "You are a military officer, responsible for analyzing the war, not My mind."

Duchamp smiled, "I don't want the general to say a few more words. Apart from giving orders, the general rarely said anything else."

Rong Feng was stunned and looked up at him.

Looking at him, Duchamp felt a little compassionate in his heart, "Even if the person the general wants to talk to is not here,...Don't suppress yourself too much, otherwise when you stand in front of her again, you will be dumb. Speechless."

This time, Rong Feng's face moved, showing a little displeasure, "I said, you are not responsible for analyzing my thoughts."

Duchamp sighed and said no more.

In the eyes of the people at the entire border, Rong Feng is the God of War who is invincible, and a fierce banner in the cold wind.

In the eyes of Dongchuan people, Rong Feng is Yan Luo from hell, and a fierce and powerful hero.

But this person who was deified on the battlefield missed his bones for a person every night.

And this person didn't even answer him clearly.

Du Shang felt a little bit sad, and he leaned forward, waiting to study the letters that they had read eight hundred times with Rong Feng. A Hu's honest voice came from the door.

"General, strategist, another letter has arrived."

Du Shang's expression was stunned, and Rong Feng looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Even knowing that he might still get nothing like before, Rong Feng still said: "Bring people in."

Ahu brought in a woman with a round face and a rough and red skin.

The woman dressed in local costumes looked very different from the people in Yanjing. She pointed to the letter Ahu had handed to Rong Feng and gestured to her not knowing what she was talking about.

She is a dumb girl.

Rong Feng looked at the envelope, and it turned out that the handwriting was still the same.

Duchamp looked at Ahu, "Is it still like that?"

"Yes." Ahu scratched his head. "The messenger is illiterate and mute. No matter what he asks, he is not clear."

The same applies to the several messengers I selected before, so that there is no trace of them to check, and they can't send people to stare at the deaf and mute people in Pingmotuo.

Rong Feng looked at the woman. The woman looked young and ordinary, but she looked at Rong Feng shyly and shyly with a pair of Qing Lingling eyes, showing strong admiration.

With this appearance, Rong Feng couldn't ask anything.

After explaining that Ahu gave the woman some silver or food in return, the woman understood, and waved her hand again and again to indicate not.

The woman was taken down by Ahu.

"Sure enough," Duchamp sighed. "Fortunately, I was prepared. General, what did the letter say?"

Rong Feng shook the letter paper with one hand, read the letter from beginning to end in a quick and meticulous manner, and handed it to Duchamp who was eager.

Duchamp immediately reached out and took it. After all, based on experience, all of this was a secret report about Dongchuan.

But after reading this time, he frowned in confusion.

"Who is Xu Luzhao... and who is Zhang Mingxu? The new Dongchuan general?"

Rong Feng folded his hands and looked through the window in the tent to the extremely huge round moon at the border.

"It's trouble." He said solemnly.