Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

The nurse was sent out. Mu Yunyu rushed directly to the place where he put the umbrella, found the oil paper umbrella, took it to the table, took out the paper man in his arms and hid it in the vase behind him. He quickly studied the ink and opened his mouth, "I ask you, who brought me back after I fainted last night?"

Obviously, there was no one else in the room except her, but Muyun asked this. After waiting for a while, there was a voice in the bottle, "are you asking? Eh, I can speak in the daytime!"

"Nonsense, there are other ghosts in the house besides you?" Mu Yunyi directly ignored the second sentence and didn't pay attention to the symmetry of the ink research. He picked up the brush and began to paint on the oil paper umbrella.

However, after her voice fell, she waited for a while and didn't wait for the voice to speak again. Mu Yun was a little angry. The oil paper umbrella in her hand beat twice directly against the vase behind her.

The vase suddenly made a bang.

There was a sound in the vase immediately, "ah... Don't knock, don't knock! My ears..."

"Then say it quickly, don't dally with me!" a good oil paper umbrella, although not exquisite, but the picture on it is also beautiful, but it was covered up by Muyun's black ink one by one.

"In fact..." the voice in the vase started, and then there was no one behind. Just when Mu Yunyu was angry with Mu Yuxi's cousin and the oil paper umbrella in his hand was ready to knock twice, the voice opened again.

"In fact, it's not the person who saved you..."

Who saved her?

What's that?

"Is it a ghost?" which ghost is so boring that he saved someone?? You know, people and ghosts are different. She has no relatives or reasons here and has no ancestral protection. Which ghost came to her? Wrong person?

"Yes, it's a ghost, it's a male ghost." when the voice said here, the voice was still a little trembling, but it meant some fear.

"Male ghost?" the brush in Muyun's hand paused for a moment, and his eyebrows frowned. There was such an impossible guess in his heart, "tell me what a male ghost looks like."

Almost without remembering, the voice in the vase opened, "the man is so tall and dressed in black. He mentions that you still have a silver arm guard on your wrist. It's silver!"

"What about the others?" when she heard the silver arm guard, Muyun had guessed who it was. After all, she was involved with her and dressed so close. I'm afraid there was no one except her "Ghost Husband"!!

"Others..." the voice was a little depressed, "I didn't see the others clearly..."

"What do you want!!" Mu Yun turned her eyes angrily.

After listening to her words, the voice in her voice quickly explained: "you fainted and didn't see it. That ghost is really much more powerful than me. I... I just saw it and my soul trembled!! scary, too scary!! more terrible than the messenger sent by the king of hell..."

This time, the voice was really filled with fear.

Mu Yun didn't regenerate the scholar's spirit. After all, there are really few people who dare to see the evil spirit of Baili Chonghua. If the weak chicken hadn't become a ghost, he might have fainted with fear.

Then he poked the wrinkled eyebrows with the brush head of the brush, and Muyun continued, "then he sent me back?"