Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

Muyun'an didn't have time to wipe the sweat on his forehead and continue to output spiritual power. The medicinal materials slowly solidified.

At this time, there was a sudden abnormal fluctuation.

Muyun'an should have calmed her mind. She just messed up the output of Mu Lingli, and the medicinal materials were gradually stabilized and solidified.

At the moment, the emperor standing outside was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Maybe not?

Muyun'an had kept this posture for three hours, and he didn't move. He closed his eyes. He would doubt whether muyun'an was asleep!

But he did not dare to disturb, that is, he interrupted Lin An's treatment plan or thought. What should he do?

The little maid of honor is ready to go down and decoct the medicine. She is warming in the kitchen and will serve it when she needs it.

After waiting for a long time, muyun'an opened his eyes slowly.

With a pale face, she wanted to stand up, but her steps were a little flimsy.

Muyun'an took down all the silver needles that were tied to the high priest and put them back into the cloth bag.

The emperor believed that muyun'an was really treating the high priest instead of falling asleep.

If she came out of the dungeon in this way, he could barely believe that she had been abused in the dungeon.

Muyun'an hid the pill, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then turned to ask the emperor, "emperor, are the pills fried?"

The emperor nodded and looked at the dark sky outside. He sent someone to take the warm medicine from the kitchen.

Muyun'an stealthily hid the pill between his fingers, and took the warm medicine. He put the pill in quietly.

Then she asked the maid in waiting to lift the high priest up and feed him with the medicine bowl spoon by spoon.

Someone nodded happily, it seems that as long as you can get through the night, it's almost not much.

The emperor looked at the way that the little maids were giving medicine to the high priest. He came forward and asked muyun'an, "how is Rongzhu's condition?"

He was so nervous that he didn't even call the title of high priest. He said his name directly.

Rong Zhu, is this the name of the high priest?

Mu yun'an tilted his head and said to the truth, "as long as you get through tonight, there will be no big problem. In the future, we have to take good care of our body to bring it back. But with all due respect, we should strengthen the protection of the high priest in the future. "

The emperor nodded and agreed with him. This time, he was scared.

Mu yun'an rubbed his eyebrows and wanted to go back to rest. Suddenly he remembered something. He turned around and said, "the emperor's bodyguard..."

The emperor's eyes moved. Of course, he knew which bodyguard Mu Yun was talking about.

It was the bodyguard who splashed dirty water on muyun'an at that time.

The bodyguard has been put into the dungeon by him. He is muyun'an. He has been lynched.

The emperor told the truth.

Muyun'an saw the emperor like this, and knew what he meant.

"When the high priest's illness is completely cured, please give me the right to deal with the bodyguard."

After all, the bodyguard was from the government of the town, or from her yard. I don't know who intended to take advantage of him, so he got in touch with the people in the West.

Suddenly I thought of that terrible thought in my heart.

Mu yun'an frowned, this matter still needs to go back and consider carefully.

When the high priest is healed, everything is easy to say.

The emperor nodded. It's just a bodyguard. It's not all his business to kill or cut.