Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

"Do you have enough of one stone a day?" Muyun'an knocked on the eggshell.

There is rich spiritual power in the stone, so the egg should be digested for some time.

"Enough." The egg turns a few circles in place, like a child in coquetry.

Then... OK.

However, it seems that the stone she brought back is only enough for ten days and a half months.

Ten days and a half months later, Shengguang college will open.

Well, she's going to have to store up eggs before school starts.

The stone that Mu Yun An brings in naturally is to hand over to fire silent to deal with.

She went to the cabin and began to make medicine.

In addition to medicine bath, they should also cooperate with the use of pills. He didn't have time before. Now he has to make up for it.

……

Time flies and life is very comfortable.

Muyun'an has been practicing medicine in the Seven Star pagoda these days.

After all, it's not easy to get the first place in Shengguang college.

She still has to hold her feet.

It was not until the palace that this peaceful day was broken.

There's nothing wrong with the people in the palace. The main idea is to let muyun'an go to the dungeon. The emperor agreed to let her see the assassin.

The emperor and they probably did not ask for anything useful.

The messengers of the western countries must have been home long ago, and they are drunk in eating, drinking and playing. The assassin must be an outlaw.

Muyun'an tidies up himself and goes to the dungeon with the people sent by the palace.

I can't help but sigh that life is like a play. Not long ago, he was put in the dungeon, released, and now he goes in again.

Because of the emperor's instructions, no one dares to stop muyun'an.

The assassin didn't have such a good life as muyun'an before. He had been punished passively.

When muyun'an went in, he saw a bony man nailed on the shelf, with shackles on his wrists and ankles. The whole person presented a humiliating posture.

Low head, do not know how long did not wash the hair dirty covered his face.

He was only wearing a thin prison clothes, which was full of blood. It seems that he had been punished many times. The blood on it was dry and wet, wet and dry.

The jailer opened the cell door, and the sound of "bang Dang" was very heavy, like wearing shackles.

The man who had just lowered his head heard the movement and raised his head.

Maybe he thought he was going to be executed again, and his face was a little twisted.

Muyun'an was also a little surprised. She thought that the man who broke into the high priest's palace alone at night and assassinated the high priest should be a stronger man, not to mention a tiger backed man. Unexpectedly, this man had only a skeleton.

What she didn't know, however, was that the assassin was really a tiger in the past.

It's just that after being locked up here for such a long time, it has become such a ghost.

It can be seen that he has suffered some inhuman torments here.

Mu yun'an tilted his head. It seems that his name is Du Qi.

"Tut Tut, it's terrible." Although the mouth said miserable, but wood cloud ANN or relish looking at his body wound.

It's like enjoying a work of art, which is also a very abnormal hobby.

Du Qi raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Zhengtai standing in front of him.

Is this the adopted son of the town government?