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

Yun Mumu herself was covered in cold sweat, and her little clothes were already soaked, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to her body.

This time, she was really frightened by Duan Yiyao.

This Duan Yiyao, who looks gentle and refined on the surface, is really sinister and vicious, and he is a duplicitous little girl like Yun Churan who has no brains.

Except for his face, which can still be seen, there is darkness in his heart.

It's like gold and jade on the outside and nothing on the inside.

Bingqiao handed her a cup of freshly brewed milk tea, and she drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, my heart slowly calmed down.

"Niangniang, what's wrong with you?" Bingqiao asked with concern.

As soon as she came back, she saw that her face and lips were bloodless, and her forehead was still soaked in sweat, as if she had been frightened by something.

In this palace, is there anything that can scare their mother into such a state?
"No...it's okay, I just saw a piece of stinky tofu, and it's disgusting." Yun Mumu handed the empty bowl in his hand to Bingqiao.

Yes, that Duan Yiyao is like a stinky tofu riddled with holes.

Oh no, to say he is stinky tofu is an insult to stinky tofu, he is just a piece of dog poop, disgusting, disgusting to death.

Duan Yihuang's eyes never moved away from Yun Mumu's face. What did this woman go through before he arrived?
"I told you earlier that Prince Jing is not a good person, you still don't believe me?"

"Yes, yes, it's because the concubine is not good, she shouldn't have disobeyed the old man's words, and suffered in front of her eyes." Yun Mumu nodded frantically.

As for Duan Yihuang's hand being able to move, she was so scared that she didn't notice it until now.

Duan Yihuang: Old man?How is he very old?

He's only in his early twenties?How can you become an old man when you are in your prime?
"Bingqiao, do you still have milk tea? Give me three more bowls."

"Yes, yes, you can drink as much as you want." Bingqiao turned around and went to help Yun Mumu serve milk tea by the big stove.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Duan Yihuang looked at Yun Mumu standing less than three meters away in front of him. The skirt and jacket on her body were of moderate thickness, which could perfectly reflect her enchanting curves.

Her figure is really nothing to say, fat where it should be, fat where it should be, thin where it should be thin, even the shadow of the person reflected on the ground is so exciting.

After staring at it for a long time, Duan Yihuang only felt that his heart was hot as if hot oil had been poured on it, which made him very uncomfortable.

He swallowed his saliva, his mouth was dry and his whole body became hot.

Bingqiao, who came back with milk tea for Yunmumu, happened to be facing Duan Yihuang.

Seeing his flushed face, he asked with concern: "Your Majesty, what's the matter with you? Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Duan Yihuang: Like your second uncle, believe it or not, I will crush you to death?
Yun Mumu held the bowl of milk tea, but didn't drink it right away, turned around and asked Duan Yihuang with a tilted head, "Your Majesty, are you going to the toilet?"

Suddenly, he saw Duan Yihuang's right hand pulling the wheel of the wheelchair, and asked in surprise, "Oh, Your Majesty? Are you able to move?"

By the way, she hasn't asked him yet, why did she appear in that plum garden alone?
Duan Yihuang lowered his head, looking naive, "Just...only one arm can move."

Yun Mumu was surprised, "Wow, I didn't expect this little black guy Zhou Cheng to be so powerful? You can move like this? Call him to come over tonight and continue. Do this every day. I don't need to lie down and wait for my concubines to see me." What kind of Sanhua acupuncture."