Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

Yu Jiao was not surprised. He seemed to be used to such difficulties, smiled and bowed his head. "My subordinates were dealing with some leftover problems of the prince at the border before. They only returned to Beijing yesterday. I wanted to see the princess at home, but considering that the princess must be at ease to prepare for the game during the competition, I didn't bother at home. Today, the princess is in trouble. My subordinates are waiting here to pick up the princess back to the house."

"Oh, you are very considerate of me." Mu Yunyi picked his eyebrows, "but my imperial concubine really doesn't want to go back to the nether Palace at all. What should I do?"

"When the princess goes back to Mu house to visit her relatives, she naturally wants to get together and stay more. But Prince Ming's house is ultimately the home of the princess and the prince. As the saying goes, the Golden Nest and silver nest are not as good as their own dog's nest. Although it's rough, it's this reason. Now's home will make the prince's house more comfortable."

Muyun really wants to applaud Yujiao. Listen to what this says. This truth is simply ridiculous!

It is clear that she was thrown out by the underworld mansion and then picked up by the Mu mansion. No one in Kyoto knows, but when she came to Yujiao's mouth, she is now living in the Mu Mansion because she is going back to the Mu mansion to save her relatives!!

Tut Tut, tut Tut, I'm afraid to give it to a dead man. Yu Jiao also has the ability to say that suicide is his murder!

The skill of whitewashing peace is amazing!

But what she is most willing to do is slap her face! So, "although Pluto's mansion is good, why do I think that Pluto's mansion is not even as good as the small broken courtyard I live in? Although my small broken courtyard is broken and leaking everywhere, at least no one won't let me sleep on the ground. I still have a shutter board bed to sleep and a broken quilt to cover it. Why do you want me to sleep on the street when you are a big family in Pluto's mansion?"

"How can I choose between the two? I really don't feel the good of Hades."

When the voice fell, Yu Jiao's smile converged and his face changed into a respectful expression, "Please stop your anger, princess. The underworld mansion has been managed by subordinates before, and there has never been a mistake. But this time, my subordinates went to the border for several years and never came back. Emperor Gao was far away that day. There were some slaves in the mansion. Naturally, I was very worried and ignored the princess. My subordinates had taken these slaves, so I waited for the princess to go back to the mansion and punish them personally."

"Don't worry, princess. The rest of the slaves have been selected by themselves. There will never be any more such tricky slaves. In other words, it is also because there has been a lack of a princess in the underworld house for a long time. There is no princess in the underworld house to manage the housework. Naturally, the underworld house is a little chaotic and has no rules. Now with the princess, the underworld house will be in order when it is handed over to the princess , everything is fine. "

"Princess, your subordinates are right."

Mu Yunyu really admires Yu Jiao's eloquence. When everything comes to his mouth, the bad becomes good. It's obviously a compliment, but it doesn't make you feel so superficial, as if the hell palace can't do without her.

If she didn't know how she was thrown out of the hell palace, she would really believe everything Yujiao said.

What a pity

"If you say so, what else can my imperial concubine say? Then send my imperial concubine back to the netherworld palace." Mu Yunyu hooked up the lower lip corner and even took two steps, but after Yu Jiao opened the door, he didn't mean to go up.

"Princess?" Yu Jiao wondered.

Muyun looked at him, "a few days ago, my imperial concubine saw the prince's car at the door of Jinxiu square. At that time, my imperial concubine was still thinking that this carriage was the prince's Royal driving. Even if my imperial concubine could sit, she had to make a question mark. Who could sit in it?"