My husband is the future emperor

He said, "tomorrow, I wear a human skin mask and a thief handsome face. You like me when you see it, girl."

Junzi Lin: "......"

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

Seeing that Junzi Lin's face was getting worse and worse, Gu Qingcheng hurriedly said, "you old man, how can I like you? If I like you, I'll hit the tofu block and die!"

Like so old?

Gu Qingcheng got goose bumps all over.

She shook her head with a cold face, with an unacceptable look on her face.

Her taste is really not so strong. It's impossible.

Because Gu Qingcheng clearly refused, Junzi Lin looked a little better.

This woman, she knows, she doesn't like people.

"Girl, I'm sorry that you talk like that." Mu Laozi said grimly.

Gu Qingcheng said, "if you don't want to be sad, don't listen to me and don't leave me. Tianshan snow lotus is heartbroken and red in exchange for tea. Why don't you lose?"

"Why don't you suffer?" master Mu said: "Tianshan snow lotus is a rare thing. Yes, but at least there is a place to pick it. If you fight for your life, you can pick it. But the broken heart red tea is different. It's too much. If you give it away, it won't be there."

"As you said, Tianshan snow lotus needs to work hard to pick, but it has to work hard," Gu Qingcheng reminded.

She deliberately overemphasized the word "desperately".

"I'm just old, not behind my ears. You don't have to be so loud."

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

"No matter what reason you convince me, I won't compromise. That's the same sentence, unless you stay here as my apprentice and accompany me for a year."

Old man Mu has been interested in nothing but herbs and poisons for so many years.

This girl with sharp teeth feels very interesting.

Moreover, according to the spy, the girl solved the poison of the poisonous fog at the mouth of Wanyao valley. Her ability to detoxify this poison proves that she has high attainments in poison art.

This made old man Mu suddenly have the idea of teaching the girl what he had learned all his life.

Suddenly!

"Bang..."

The sound that the tea was smashed to the ground sounded in the ears of Gu Qingcheng and the old man of Mu family. It was Junzi Lin who broke the tea in his hand.

A fragment of a tea lamp splashed on master Mu's feet. Master Mu looked down.

The gentleman Lin was furious: "master mu, are you dead when you are king?"

Keep his wife here again and again?

Gu Qingcheng refused. Does he want to stay?

From a man's point of view, this is not against his wife.

He's really going crazy.

"Yunan king, why are you so generous?" master Mu was afraid of gentleman Lin and said politely: "... Have something to say?"

"Say it well?" the gentleman Lin sneered contemptuously, took out the soft sword from his waist and cruelly put it on master Mu's neck. He didn't mean to say it well at all.

Gu Qingcheng Quan said, "gentleman Lin, put down your sword?"

In case something happens to master mu, the popularity of heartbroken red will be ruined.

"Don't let go," said the gentleman Lin.

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

When Mu Yu came in, he saw a sword in his grandfather's neck. He was frightened, "Grandpa, Grandpa, are you okay?"

The little guy hurried to Mu's feet, hugged his legs and cried, "Grandpa, don't be afraid. Dashun will help you beat the bad guys?"

With that, the five-year-old Muyu wanted to attack Junzi Lin with a dagger in his hands.

Who is Junzi Lin?

How could you be attacked by such a small milk bag?

He kicked the little milk bag all the way.

Mu Yu couldn't support his big foot. After spitting blood on the ground, he couldn't get up again. He struggled a few times, but finally fainted on the ground.

When Bai Wei came with the antidote of the poison fog, Mu Yu was already dizzy. The little milk bag knew the way of the medicine Valley, so she found Junzi Lin and them first.

Your highness and Gu Qingcheng are fine?

It seems that Gu Qingcheng has really developed the antidote to the poison fog. Bai Wei is in a complicated mood holding the pill in her hand.

She looked at Muyu in embarrassment, thinking whether to see his injury?

After all, Bai Wei didn't look. She crossed Mu Yu and walked to Junzi Lin without expression.

"Your Highness?" Bai Wei nodded.

The gentleman Lin ignored and looked at him and said, "... Admire him. This is the price you dare to covet the king's woman."

Damn it, Junzi Lin thinks he's going to be stunned. He's more and more possessive of Gu Qingcheng. If others look more, he thinks it's a gun.

If Mu Laozi thinks rationally, he wants to take an apprentice and teach him his skills before he dies. But if you look at it sensibly, that's not the case, especially for the angry gentleman Lin.

The gentleman Lin felt that the old man wanted to rob his woman from him.

"I just want to take him as an apprentice." master Mu explained powerlessly.

For the first time, I saw the Royal King care about a woman so carefully.

Care about, others look more, can make him have strong hostility.

"Excuse." the gentleman Lin was murderous all over, and the soft sword in his hand fiercely approached master Mu's neck, "... Do you think the king is a fool, so you can cheat?"

Gu Qingcheng saw this and was afraid of an accident. He quickly came forward and hugged Junzi Lin's arm to stop him. "Junzi Lin, you put down your sword? It will kill people?"

Master Mu's neck was cut by a sharp sword and was bleeding. There is no doubt that if Junzi Lin brings his sword closer, Mu Laozi will die.

If he dies, his efforts to get medicine these days will be in vain.

"Why, you don't want him to die?" the scholar Lin was angry and mad, so he would say anything.

Gu Qingcheng stared in disbelief: "Junzi Lin, do you know what you're talking about? What do you mean I don't want him to die? I have nothing to do with him."

"Didn't you just want him to die when you stopped me?" the scholar Lin roared. "You said it had nothing to do with him, but why did he want to keep you here when so many people came?"

"I don't want him to die because of the broken heart of Tama, not reluctant." Gu Qingcheng said.

"Ah..." Junzi Lin sneered.

"I don't understand why he left me here alone." Gu Qingcheng was also very depressed. Why didn't the old man leave others?

"Ha ha..." Junzi Lin smiled again, which was more ugly than crying.

"Gentleman Lin, can you stop smiling like this?" Gu Qingcheng was a little unaccustomed to his meaningful smile, which made her look like she was caught in bed.

The gentleman Lin took back his sword, turned around, held Gu Qingcheng's shoulder and said: "... What do you want me to do? Hmm? Tell me?"