The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

There was unconcealable hatred in Zhou Cheng's dark eyes and he wanted to vent it.

It was originally a handsome scholar's face, but at this moment because of hatred, it also became eerie and strange, with a dark color.

Looking at Duan Yihuang who was lying down, the corners of his eyes were red, and his emotions became agitated.

Yun Mumu clearly saw his chest start to rise and fall violently.

Knowing that this little blackie is about to go berserk, he can't blame other children for it.

After all, a family of 64 people disappeared overnight.

Moreover, the child has been holding back his breath for three years.

He bears the burden of humiliation and only waits for an opportunity, as long as he is given this opportunity, he will vent the hatred in his heart.

"Today, thanks to the empress, you gave me this chance to take revenge." Zhou Cheng suddenly smiled strangely, and said coolly.

After speaking, he even drew a dagger.

Duan Yihuang's eyes widened to the limit?What's the meaning?
He asked Yun Mumu to find Zhou Chenglai to apologize to him.

But this Yun Mumu actually brought someone to kill him?

He looked at the shiny dagger in Zhou Cheng's hand. The blade was extremely sharp, and the handle was extremely smooth. It was obvious that it had been rubbed often.

It seems that this little blackie has been planning to kick this dagger for a long time.

The sharp blade shone coldly, reflecting half of Zhou Cheng's weird face on it.

Duan Yihuang gritted his teeth, turned his head to look at Yun Mumu who was watching a play with a calm face.

At this time, I should give her a melon. Look at her nonchalant appearance, is she ready to be widowed and remarried?
"Yun Mumu, is this your plan? Is this the purpose of sneaking into the palace?" He roared in the direction of Yun Mumu.

Stuck on his neck, he tried hard to prop himself up, but no matter how hard he tried or how he roared, he couldn't even move a single finger.

The truth is, he's still a paralyzed man.

Yun Mumu also ignored him, just looked at him quietly, waiting for the dagger in Zhou Cheng's hand to stab him.

Duan Yihuang looked at her with even a trace of expectation in her eyes, expecting Zhou Cheng to stab him quickly.

At this moment, he even began to hate Yun Mumu in his heart.

Is everything fake these days?
Her real purpose is actually to want to die?
Yun Mumu, who was standing like a jade man, finally spoke, "Your Majesty, pay your debts and kill your life."

"Oh, Yun Mumu, you can do it." He roared, and then laughed loudly: "Good job Yun Mumu."

Yun Mumu shook his head, and said to Zhou Cheng, "You should be more sloppy, I went outside and didn't want to see it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left Lingyun Palace.

Only Zhou Cheng and the tyrant were left in the hall.

Unwillingly, Duan Yihuang looked at the place where Yun Mumu left, "Dead woman, you walked out of this palace today, and I will never forgive you again."

But Yun Mumu turned a deaf ear, didn't take his threat seriously at all, rolled up his sleeves, and closed the door with a bang.

Duan Yihuang was mad with anger, his eyes were red, and his seven orifices were almost full of smoke.

Zhou Cheng stood with a strange expression on his face, and wiped his dagger with his wide sleeve, all he could see on his face was fierce determination.

He raised his wide sleeves high, raised the dagger in his hand, and stabbed at Duan Yihuang with all his strength.

Duan Yihuang couldn't do anything, he could only look at Zhou Chenghong, holding the dagger and stabbing straight at him.