Cannon fodder female match she became a tyrant's petite bag

Chapter 209 Yechen Knows the Tyrant's Achilles' heel
Above the treetops, a pair of black eyes looked down at this side.

The young man's clever ears heard it clearly.

The emperor's men didn't let Mu Jinjin enter the house because they didn't want Mu Jinjin to hurt the emperor's life.

In other words, the emperor cannot be disturbed right now, and once disturbed, his life will be threatened.

The young man's ink pupils sank, and he stared at the house.

The house was built in a very eccentric style.

The house made of bluestone is covered by the surrounding trees. The house is arc-shaped and looks like a cave.

If he hadn't followed Mu Jinjin all the way, he would have known that Mu Jinjin was looking for the emperor.

With only a pair of eyes, Yechen can hardly find that there is a house inhabited here.

With such a hidden house to hide people's eyes and ears, what on earth is the emperor doing inside?
Mo pupil narrowed into two horizontal lines.

Look at Mu Jinjin again.

The little girl struggled desperately under the obstruction of the three men.

"I want to see my father!"

The girl's voice was very crisp, and the crisp voice passed through the wooden door of the bluestone house, making it very easy for people inside to hear it.

However, the door remained indifferent, as if there was no one in the bluestone house.

After observing these points, Yechen lowered his body, stepped on the middle of a thick branch with his toes, squatted down, and half squatted on the branch.

He was waiting for the opportunity, he was very interested in the bluestone house right now, with a wicked smile on his lips.

The three men covered Mu Jinjin's mouth and coaxed Mu Jinjin in various ways to calm Mu Jinjin down.

Mu Jinjin leaned against the little koi, sitting on the floor, his black eyes sunk, and his brows were slightly frowned.

She didn't know what the queen mother did to her mother...

After finally waiting for the emperor to come out, he hurried back to the palace with the emperor.
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Seeing the emperor and Mu Jinjin walking away, Yechen rolled over from the tree branch and landed firmly on the bluestone house.

Mo Tong looked at the bluestone house, and saw that the bluestone house was not big, with only the wooden door at the entrance.

Yechen turned over and stood in front of the wooden door, sticking it up to listen to the voices inside.

It was silent, as if no one was inside.

He tentatively pushed the wooden door, and it could be pushed open, and then pushed harder, and the wooden door opened.

Suddenly a hand grabbed his arm and pulled him, preventing him from going in.

He looked back, and it was the little monk who was holding him back.

"Didn't you leave?" Yechen's eyebrows were knit together, "Why are you back?"

Muren left.

It's just that he didn't go far, and he began to worry about the four-year-old little princess again.

He was inexplicably kind to the little princess, and he couldn't let go of his heart.

So he chased Yechen's scent all the way.

"Where's the little princess?"

Muren's voice was very cold, and his cold aura was very similar to that of Concubine Jin.

For some reason, Yechen felt that Muren's face was familiar, but he couldn't say how familiar.

But he didn't allow anyone to have Mu Jinjin's ideas, not even the little monk!

"You really have no memory! As I said, if you dare to think of that little princess, I will be rude to you!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the plum blossom badge that could kill people from his waist.

Muren frowned and said, "Amitabha."

"People in the world only know the love between men and women, but they don't know how to be compassionate. If you want to fight, the poor monk will accompany you!"

Yechen understood what the little monk meant.

However, the heart of defense is indispensable.

He squeezed the plum blossom mark tightly, Mo Tong was full of killing intent, and said: "I will always watch you and kill you at any time!"

Muren was not ashamed of the viciousness of the world, turned his rosary and said "Amitabha."

The little monk loves to talk about Amitabha Buddha, which makes Yechen have a headache.

He reluctantly put away the plum blossom mark, turned around and looked inside the bluestone house.

There is no one inside, only stone tables and chairs, so deserted that it seems that there is nothing on earth.

In such a deserted place, what can the emperor do here?
Beware of fraud, Yechen grabbed the little monk's wrist with his backhand, and when the little monk was defenseless, he threw the little monk into the bluestone house.

The little monk turned around and sat down on the stone chair, supported the stone table with one hand, and stepped on the dragon-shaped dragon eyes at the bottom of the stone table with both feet.

Suddenly hearing the sound of stones rubbing against each other, the stone table began to turn.

Take a closer look, the stone table rotates in one direction and moves away in place. Below the stone table are stone steps leading to the ground.

There is a secret door here!
The boy's black pupils narrowed into two black horizontal lines.

A dashed into the room, stood above the underground entrance, and looked down.

Muren didn't understand what the boy was doing, and he didn't want to.

He just missed the four-year-old little princess just now.

He tugged Ye Chen hard.

"Please tell the poor monk where the little princess is, this little benefactor!"

Yechen's ink pupils trembled.

Glancing at the little monk, he smiled charmingly.

This little monk still has some uses.

"If you dare to go down here, I will tell you where that little princess is going!"

The little monk looked coldly at the stone steps leading to the ground.

Stand up calmly, walk down, and recite Amitabha every time you step down a stone step.

A voice came from the ground, it was the voice of an old man, "Who is up there?!"

The voice was very harsh.

Yechen narrowed his black eyes, but luckily he used the little monk as a shield, so he didn't expose himself.

He quickly glanced around the room, and saw a piece of blood-stained rice paper with handwriting on the ground.

He didn't have time to check the handwriting, put the rice paper in his arms, jumped up the tree slightly.

He lightly stepped on the top of the tree with one foot, looked deeply at the bluestone house, and saw an old man driving the young monk out with a peach stick.

The little monk murmured, "By mistake, I interrupted you. I'm sorry, Amitabha..."

Seeing that the little monk was safe and sound, Yechen flew away.

Back in the palace, he found an empty pavilion and unfolded the rice paper.

On it was the vigorous handwriting of an old man.

"Please take good care of your dragon body. Be sure to come here on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. Your life is at stake. Don't delay the big things."

According to legend, the emperor of the Yun Dynasty was instructed by a sage master to practice a pair of indestructible kung fu, but because this kung fu is not suitable for ordinary people to practice, it will kill ordinary people, so it cannot be spread.

Didn't he know that Ye Chen only now understood the secret, because the emperor would go to the saint to save his life on the [-]th day of every lunar month.

This is not surprising, why the emperor of Yun country suddenly disappeared around the first day of the lunar new year during the battle in Gui country, and the soldiers of Yun country ignored him; when the emperor returned to the battlefield, he suddenly became more brave and invincible .

Yechen's dark eyes bent down.

The Achilles' heel of the emperor of Yun country was on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, so it was much easier to handle now.

He got up slowly, wanting to tell his royal father about the secret flying pigeon, but found someone behind him.

Turning his head, he saw a young monk with a calm face.

"You? Why did you go back to the palace with me?!"

Muren smiled lightly, "I'm going home!"

(End of this chapter)