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

She will arrange for a Taoist priest to meet Duan Yiyao at Shilipo in the eastern suburbs.

Then let the Taoist tell her personally that the person who restrained him was Yun Mumu.

In this way, for the sake of the world, this man will definitely deal with Yun Mumu.

Yun Churan was pretty calculating, but she seemed to have forgotten one thing.

This Duan Yiyao is simply a crazy girl.

In Shilipo in the eastern suburbs, the wind is blowing and the snow is falling.

In the octagonal pavilion, a middle-aged man in Taoist robe was firmly pressed down on the stone table by Duan Yiyao.

Duan Yiyao had a half-smile on his face, with one hand resting on the fake Taoist's head, and the other playing with the sharp dagger in his hand.

"She beat me? Apart from killing her, is there any other solution?"

This fake Taoist priest is just an extra actor invited by Yun Churan.

Where will you know what the cracking method is.

I thought it was a fat job, but I never thought that my life would end.

"No... there is no other way to crack it." The Taoist replied nervously.

"No?" Duan Yiyao sank down with an ugly face, and the dagger was pawned so lightly, and one of the fake Taoist priest's little fingers was cut off just like that.

"Ah..." The heart-piercing cry of the false Taoist resounded throughout Shilipo.

But despite the pain, in order to save his life, he hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, yes."

Duan Yiyao hooked his lips and smiled evilly: "Couldn't it be better to say it earlier?"

The fake Taoist hurriedly replied with pain: "Your Majesty has any kind of cracking method you want."

"Heh." With a smile on his face, Duan Yiyao raised the knife in his hand, and another finger of the Taoist priest was cut off.

Yun Churan was terrified watching from the sidelines, she still miscalculated, this Duan Yiyao is a lunatic.

The fake Taoist's painful lips were drained of blood, his pale face was wailing, if his body hadn't been held down by Duan Yiyao, he would have rolled on the ground at this moment.

"Taoist, you are so good at calculation, have you calculated that if you come here today, there will be a bloody disaster?" Duan Yiyao had a warm and jade-like smile on his face.

Putting on the most gentle expression, but doing the most vicious things under his hands.

After playing the finger-cutting game enough, he moved the dagger to the Taoist's ear.

The fake Taoist only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and a coldness around his ears.

"Why don't you do the math, Taoist priest, who sent you here today?"

After the fake Taoist heard this sentence, he passed out immediately.

*****
Yun Mumu lay on the couch and recuperated for a few days, and finally healed his body.

I also took a lot of tonic medicines that I prescribed for myself.

The whole person feels much more energetic, and wants to go out to get some fresh air, so that people can also be more energetic.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he heard that Duan Yihuang had returned to the palace first.

Yun Mumu frowned, this man, just left?

His face turned red with anger, and he yelled at Zhou Cheng: "He just left like this? You didn't stop him?"

Zhou Cheng was taken aback by Yun Mumu's raised voice, and replied, "Why did you stop it? Isn't it normal for the emperor to return to the palace?"

Hearing what Zhou Cheng said, Yun Mumu became even more angry, unable to refute, she continued to shout: "What do you know, little Heizi? When did the emperor leave? Where did he go?"

"Just now..."

Before Zhou Cheng finished speaking, Yun Mumu rushed out holding the hem of her skirt.

At this moment, she was so angry that she wanted to turn Duan Yihuang around and kick her two feet, her heart was full of raging anger.