Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

How could the emperor Yanqing treat her like this?

I feel aggrieved when I think about it.

"..." the emperor was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he didn't expect that muyun'an would talk to him like this.

How long has it been since no one dared so disrespect him.

There's something wrong with the wasteland.

"Wasteland, do you like him?" Emperor looking at his contract Warcraft, why not start?

Usually, as long as he said it, the wasteland would not hesitate to implement it. Why did he hesitate this time and let in this man who didn't know the greatness of heaven and earth?

"No The wasteland bowed his head, but his memory was still there.

How dare he

"Master." The wasteland said to the emperor through the feeling in his heart, "your memory of going down to experience has not been restored. In fact, you know this person."

The emperor frowned, and his breath became colder. "So what?"

There is no need for people who can influence his emotions. If they can influence his emotions, there will be weaknesses. Emperors don't need weaknesses.

Cultivation is all he has in his life. His responsibility is the common people in the world and can't be influenced by emotions.

"..." the wasteland was silent for a moment.

"When I get to the place, I will go down by myself. I will never have anything to do with you." Muyun'an stepped back and leaned on the door.

It's like I'm going to rush out as soon as I open the door.

"Come in." The emperor looked into her eyes. He didn't know what was going on, so he softened his heart and regretted it as soon as he spoke.

But as an emperor, he couldn't hit himself in the face, so he threw his sleeve in.

Muyun'an was startled for a moment and held the wasteland, "what's the matter with you?"

The wasteland looked down at his sleeve. "I can't say more about the master."

Mu yun'an gritted her teeth. Why didn't she have a good relationship with the wasteland before?

It's all because emperor Yanqing didn't always let the wasteland out for fun.

"Why can't you say it?" Mu yun'an gritted his teeth. "He is emperor Yanqing. Why is that so?"

"Because..." looking at mu yun'an, the wasteland wanted to explain.

There came a gloomy voice, "the wasteland, come here." What are you doing out there after such a long time?

When will his Warcraft be abducted?

"Yes." The wasteland shut up and went in.

Muyun'an goes in behind. When I went inside, I found that the space here is very large and the decoration is very luxurious, which is worthy of the identity of God King.

Although the aircraft looks low-key outside, it is luxurious inside.

Muyun'an tried to narrow his sense of existence, sat on the edge of a love stool, wrongly bent his legs, staring at his vamp.

It's enough to live in the same room with emperor Yanqing.

Muyun'an sighed. What should I do?

Is there any prescription for amnesia? Ask Huomo when she goes back.

The emperor wanted to cultivate, but his eyes couldn't help sweeping to the small group of people in the corner.

Why do you still feel that you have a sense of existence?

It's very familiar.

Is the memory he hasn't recovered important?

Every time I come back from training, because I haven't fully digested it, my memory will always disappear. When he is fully integrated, he will remember it.

But he hasn't been in this situation before.