Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

Imperial concubine Qing's life is hanging on the line. At this time, the swamp has reached her chin. She finally doesn't care about her demeanor. She wishes she could swear to heaven to make Muyun believe in herself. She is muddy and disheveled. How embarrassed she is.

"Can her words be trusted?"

Ye Qing still holds a skeptical attitude towards Qing Fei.

She always thought that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will lie. Although she didn't know where Ye Qing heard similar advice, anyway, she felt that imperial concubine Qing was unreliable.

"At this time, she shouldn't be stupid enough to lie to me."

Mu Yunyu folded her hands around her chest, looked coldly at the struggling green imperial concubine, looked at her desperate eyes, but felt that she should be telling the truth this time.

Don't they all say that people are dying?

She's almost buried her head in the swamp. She's not afraid to go to hell after death. She should have no courage to lie.

"So what? Now pull her up?"

Ye Qing guessed what Muyun said, and then looked at the look on her face. She was willing to believe that she was telling the truth this time.

Turning her head and looking at Muyun, she felt that if she was later, even if she wanted to come up, she would have to take a great risk.

She doesn't want to risk her life to save a woman.

Green imperial concubine is not mu Yunyi, and it's not worth her life.

With these words, Ye Qing was ready to come forward and hold the green imperial concubine's hand, but mu Yun grabbed her arm, "wait."

"Wait?!"

Ye Qing stared at Mu Yunlu with a cold face, and then turned her head to see that Qing Fei had been flooded to her nose in the swamp. She opened her mouth and didn't know what she wanted to say, but there was only gurgling swamp water spitting in and out in her mouth. She couldn't make a sound at all. Her exposed eyes were bleeding and looked at Mu Yunlu in panic and fear, Even little ha Zi can understand the desire for survival inside.

His hands kept waving outside, but it was useless. Waving could only catch the air. He wanted to catch anything, but he couldn't catch anything.

And the hand moves and sinks faster.

Soon, she was silent, and there was only one head floating on top.

"All right."

Seeing the green imperial concubine sink completely, two bubbles appeared in the swamp to prove that someone had just passed here. Muyun released Ye Qing's hand.

That woman's death is not a pity. What if she's telling the truth?

She didn't promise Qing Fei that she would spare her dog's life. She was wishful thinking. Do I have any way to force her?

If you've been in such a good mood, maybe I can keep you alive for two more days. Since you want to be a hero, don't I also want to help you?

To get rid of a mass actor who runs a dragon suit, Muyun should always face the villains she should face.

He went to the Gu King's side and touched the sweet little lunar calendar sleeping in his arms. Mu Yun's eyes were soft and could almost drop out of the water.

——Son smash, mom is going to save your father's soul. You have to be obedient, eat and sleep well with this bug!

Turning his head and looking at the Gu king, Mu Yun's face became serious.

"Promise me to take good care of the lunar calendar. If I can't come back, send him back to Daxi to find the national teacher. I must bring him up safely."

Like telling his last words, Mu Yunyu spoke to the Gu king so carefully for the first time, which made him a little surprised and felt cold behind him.