Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 395 Weird Face
"I go."

Mu Changting let out a ghostly cry, and almost rolled off the bed in fright, he picked up his own pillow and threw it at the ghost.

Unexpectedly, the ghost shadow was very good at martial arts, and he dodged it with a dodge.

Mu Changting watched his movements, and his mind cleared up a bit. He stared at the motionless ghost in front of him and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

There are countless hidden guards around his room, it is impossible for someone to break in without anyone noticing, unless it is a ghost, not to mention the person in front of him is simply more terrifying than a ghost.

Especially his face is too scary.

Ghosting snorted lightly, his tone full of contempt: "Look at your talent."

Mu Changting's face froze. Why did he feel that the voice sounded familiar?But before he could think about it, he heard the ghost ask: "The throne of the lonely king, are you happy?"

Mu Changting: "..."

Dare to feel that this is the real King of Nanzhao?He frowned, and nodded truthfully: "It's quite cool."

Thinking of Ye Hongze and Yuan Xiangfeng's deflated and helpless appearances, he felt comfortable all over, and it really felt good to have the power to overwhelm people to death.

Ghosting snorted coldly: "I heard that you like men, the lonely king specially prepared a gift for you."

Mu Changting hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, don't, I'm also forced by the situation to do this helplessly. If you want to settle accounts with someone, Your Majesty, you can find Ye Mingjue. He asked me to pretend to be you."

He didn't have any special hobbies, and it really ruined the Nanzhao King's reputation, and he ended up miserable, but this person is too stingy, right?

"The lonely king hasn't said what the gift is yet? What are you afraid of?"

The ghost turned around and walked to the window. The faint voice was chilling with malicious intentions: "Do you think they will believe you if you say you like men? So, you have to be serious!"

The corners of Mu Changting's lips twitched violently, and he looked at the ghost in horror and asked, "Are you joking?"

Ghosting turned his back to him, and said arrogantly: "The Lonely King never jokes."

"No, don't you want your reputation?" Mu Changting swallowed, after all, this is the real King of Nanzhao.

The ghost turned his head, and the moonlight outside the window reflected his strange face, like a ghost, he raised his thin lips, looked at him narrowly and said, "It's your reputation."

He smiled faintly, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the room in an instant.

Mu Changting was confused, he lay back and looked straight at the bed curtain above his head, but he didn't feel sleepy anymore.

In the National Teacher's Mansion.

Mu Youning was sleeping, when suddenly the window moved slightly, a gust of wind came in, and a figure flashed in.

He walked to the bed, carefully touched Mu Youning's sleeping point, then carefully hugged her in his arms, and gently kissed the corner of her lips, his eyes were full of nostalgic tenderness.

The room was filled with moonlight, falling on the man, it could be seen that his face was wrapped with layers of gauze, strangely like a mummy.

……

The next day.

Mu Youning spent another night without dreams until dawn. Since she had that nightmare half a month ago, her sleep quality has been surprisingly good, so she is also very energetic.

She relaxed, and then heard a panicked voice from the spiritual song outside: "Girl, there is news from His Royal Highness King Fu that the Regent has invited King Nanzhao to parade the streets."

Mu Youning sat up awkwardly, immediately woke up, and hurriedly called the spiritual song to come in and asked, "His Royal Highness, can you tell me, where are they going?"

Linge frowned, and said three words a little ashamedly: "Nanfenglou."

　"La la la la. . . . "

　　
　
(End of this chapter)