Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

Although ordinary people don't have to face so many dangers, he doesn't think muyun'an is the kind of person who will like men farming and women weaving.

There are many similarities between them.

"So it is." Mu yun'an bent his lips with a smile, "if I had to worry about the trivial things in my neighborhood every day, quarrel with my family, and grovel to others for one or two silver, I'm afraid I would be crazy."

The height they stand now determines the pressure they have to face and the responsibility they bear.

"Just know." Emperor Yanqing's eyes were on Mu Yunan's lips. At the thought of the separation, his hands were a little uneasy.

The atmosphere gradually becomes a little unclear... You can't eat meat, you can always drink a mouthful of broth.

Just when Emperor Yanqing wanted to take the next step.

There was a click outside the window. Something fell down.

Muyun'an quickly pushes away emperor Yanqing and pushes back several steps with guilty conscience. After stabilizing his expression, he looks at the window.

If it were not for her good night vision ability, she would not have seen that dark thing.

Emperor Yanqing opened the window with a black face, obviously dissatisfied with the thing that disturbed him to drink broth.

"Ga ga ga..." the black thing seemed to be laughing.

Mu yun'an put out his hand and threw him down, "so long no see, you've been arrogant a lot?"

This black thing is not a little blackbird.

This time it tracked very well. Although it didn't find the exact place, it also followed the general direction, which made emperor Yanqing narrow a large range and took a lot of effort.

The little blackbird who made the contribution was specially approved by Emperor Yanqing to go out to play. He didn't know what to smoke. Now he suddenly came back.

Being photographed, the little blackbird came back quickly, flapping his wings and complaining about muyun'an's inhuman behavior, "how can you be like this?"

If it didn't fly, it wouldn't fall down and die?

Who is this? Is this the attitude towards meritorious officials?

"What are you doing here?" Emperor Yanqing's tone was obviously not to be seen, so he almost went away.

The little blackbird has long been used to being so despised by his master. If emperor Yanqing ever has a good face for him, he will feel cold behind his back.

"I don't care about my master's life." Little blackbird's tone is very dogleg, muyun'an can imagine its face.

Emperor Yanqing raised his hand to close the window. The little blackbird had eye disease and quickly flew in. The master really valued his friends more than his friends.

Some time ago, muyun'an disappeared. His face was black, and he had a fight with his feathers. Now muyun'an is back. When he sees it, he will catch up?

How can there be such a master?

"I have business." The little black bird fell on the shelf where he put the pen. He spoke quickly for fear that he would be thrown out by Emperor Yanqing in the next second.

Whose Warcraft is so miserable, maybe it's the only one.

"He said Muyun'an poured a cup of tea and handed it to Emperor Yanqing. He also used Huo Lingli to get the tea to a suitable temperature.

Emperor Yanqing sat down and raised his chin to signal the little blackbird to continue.

"What I heard from the west side seems to be some treasure coming out of the sunset forest. They are going to rob it." The little blackbird combed its feathers.

"It's said that they are very powerful things. I heard a little bit about them in the underworld palace, but they are too powerful. I'm afraid they will be found out and I don't dare to get too close to them."