After wearing the book, the villain tyrant wants to spoil me

Chapter 12 A man's mouth is a liar

"Why, is Gu right?"

Noticing that Mu An'an behind him didn't move for a while, Su Jing pursed her lips and couldn't help but sneer.

It sounds like what he meant was Mu Anan, stop making excuses, you are just coveting Gu's beauty.

It's just a joke--

She, Mu An'an, is a natural beauty, beautiful as a flower, everyone loves her, and flowers bloom when flowers bloom. How could she covet the tyrant's genetically mutated appearance?
Seeing the figure walking in front pretending to be sexual, Mu An'an gritted his teeth and decided to swallow the breath first.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

She admits it!

"Yes," Mu An'an showed an embarrassed yet polite smile, and followed Su Jing's footsteps gracefully: "Everything you say is right."

Su Jing snorted coldly: "Gu is very pleased that you will have such self-awareness."

Mu Anan rolled his eyes: ".Yes."

Here he is, here he is, the eccentric tyrant is here again!

Sure enough, peaceful coexistence was just her wishful thinking.

When she was in the imperial dining room, she should have put some laxatives in the meal.

It would be a waste of life to cook dinner for the tyrant.

Outside the main hall, Eunuch Min was standing beside him with the maid, and when he saw Jun Shang and Empress Jun coming out of the bedroom together, his jaw almost dropped in shock.

It was agreed that Empress Jun would never be allowed to enter the bedroom?
Sure enough, a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost, even the king is an exception.

Eunuch Min inexplicably feels a sense of relief that my son has just grown up.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the slaves have brought over the peach blossom wine from the wine cellar."

This is the order of the queen.

Hearing this, Su Jing glanced at Mu An'an, wondering what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd.

Noticing the look in his eyes, Mu An'an coughed lightly, pretending to be calm: "I heard that the peach blossom wine tastes very good, and this concubine thinks that the king will definitely want to drink it."

In fact, she wanted to drink.

However, the Peach Blossom Brew was brewed by Jun himself, and no one can drink it except him.

Now, by having dinner together, Mu An'an also wants to have a small cup to taste.

"I brought it here specially for Gu to drink?"

Su Jing asked such a question suddenly.

"Of course!"

Mu An'an's eyes lighted up slightly, and a sly smile flashed across him very quickly, but he caught Su Jing's meaningful eyes unexpectedly.

She was stunned.

I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, I heard the tyrant's slow order: "Eunuch Min, send someone to bring the peach blossom wine back, I don't want to drink peach blossom wine today."

"???"

Gan!
Tyrants are real dogs!

"Your Majesty."

However, Mu An'an decided to fight for his little bit of alcohol addiction: "I feel that today's dinner can't be enjoyed without alcohol, what does your majesty think?"

Su Jing broke her fantasy indifferently and arrogantly: "I don't think so."

Mu Anan: "."

Even Mu An'an tried his best not to keep the peach blossom stuffing.

Oh, what a sad story.

……

Su Jing put down the jade chopsticks in her hand, glanced casually at the delicacies on the table, and suddenly asked Eunuch Min who was standing beside her: "Is there a new cook in the imperial dining room?"

Mu Anan, who is turning sadness into appetite: "?"

She regained her spirits immediately, and pretended not to care, she pricked up her ears, wanting to hear how the tyrant would praise her.

However, Eunuch Min couldn't help being puzzled. When he entered the palace, he had already mentioned to Jun Shang that the dinner was prepared by Empress Jun herself.

But at the moment, it is not easy for him to speak directly in front of Empress Jun, so he can only respond: "Go back to your majesty, yes."

"No wonder."

Su Jing's tone was disgusting: "The taste is so ordinary."

Mu Anan: "?"

Tyrant, give me a chance to say it again!
I can't stand my 39-meter big knife anymore!

　A moment of pride and a moment of pleasure, chasing his wife to the crematorium
　　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)