Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

As soon as Mu Yunyu followed the maid of honor to the place of worship, she heard someone call her.

"You wait for me."

She didn't call her name, but Muyun immediately stopped. The voice was not others, but ye Qing.

"Why did you come out?" Muyun glanced at Ye Qing running to catch up.

Ye Qing is a martial arts practitioner. She didn't even take a breath and didn't answer Mu Yunpeng's question. Instead, she pulled her to let the maid continue to lead the way. However, seeing that the maid left, she pulled Mu Yunpeng a little behind, looked around, whispered, and asked in a voice that only two people could hear, "are you really going to pay tribute?"

Mu Yunyi looked at her and knew that Ye Qing was also a thief now. He didn't shake his head. In a low voice, he replied in a voice that only two people could hear, "there's no one in the toilet."

These four words made Ye Qing understand that Muyun's courtship was false. It was true to find a place to do something.

She said, Mu Yun's true temperament can't be so bold and unrestrained. She didn't have such a bold and unrestrained attitude. There must be no way.

"Did you think of a way?" Ye Qing originally wanted to drink for Muyun, but was stopped by her grandfather. It was useless to say that she went, which would only annoy the desert mission. Moreover, her grandfather also said that it was obvious that she came for the dark princess. She went, which was useless.

Anyway, those jars of wine were choking. She thought about it and didn't think of any good way.

Mu Yunlu nodded and saw that the place in front of him was the place to pay homage. He ordered the maid of honor to stand here and wait for them, and then went over with Ye Qing.

Mu Yunyu is also the first time to come to the courtship room in the palace. Anyway, there is one toilet in each room. As for the inside of the toilet... Ha ha.

"What on earth have you come up with?" Ye Qing endured the smell and had to squeeze into a courtship room with Muyun.

Muyun stretched out her hand and ordered a seat behind Ye Qing's neck. Ye Qing immediately felt that she didn't smell. Her nose couldn't smell anything, "ah, it doesn't smell, it doesn't smell at all!"

Although Tianshi sect doesn't dig graves, it sometimes has to cooperate with the school captain to do some activities, so it's necessary to be able to prevent corpse odor.

"You don't really want to drink those jars of wine?" Ye Qing can gasp now and don't hold his breath.

Muyun nodded, "there's a way. I'll explain it to you later." he took out two pieces of paper from his body and looked at Ye Qing, "do you dare to give me some blood?"

"Bleeding?" Ye Qing was stunned. "How much do you want? A bucket of bowls or a bucket?"

Mu Yun gave her a white look. "Let you dry. You don't have a bucket. Don't have more. Just a little. I'll write a few words."

A few words? How simple that is!

Ye Qing was not vague. He directly touched his knife and scratched it on his finger. In an instant, blood came out.

Mu Yunpeng holds her finger tightly, uses Ye Qing's bleeding finger as a brush and draws a few times on the paper. Ye Qing is at the mercy of Mu Yunpeng. Anyway, she can't understand what Mu Yunpeng draws.

It's always a ghost symbol!

"After using this talisman, you can keep a thousand cups?" Ye Qing felt that what he thought was bold enough and impractical. However, Mu Yun shook his head.

Release Ye Qing's hand, dry the two bloody papers quickly, "no, I don't get drunk, but I can't drink now."