Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

Su junxie's face turned white. He stepped back and said with a smile, "I know. I'll go first..."

With her last pride and stubbornness, she left here.

It's almost running away, it's more like running away.

Mu yun'an rubs his eyebrows. Forget it.

Walking on the busy street, mu yun'an was suddenly hit by someone.

Look closely, it's a child.

"I'm sorry, young master. I'm sorry." The little beggar was busy apologizing and wanted to leave.

Mu Yun the first mock exam, and then grabbed the little beggar's collar and dragged the man into the alley.

"Hand it in." Unexpectedly, she met the thief today.

It's still the old-fashioned means of this kind of rotten street.

"I don't understand what you say. You bully children." The little beggar held up a dirty smile and didn't admit it.

He also spilled dirty water on muyun'an.

Mu yun'an hooked his lips and pinched his shoulder. "I'll say it again and hand it over. I'll take it as if it didn't happen."

She's on business today.

"I don't understand." The little beggar has played a shameless spirit of not admitting, that is, not handing it in. What can he do?

Muyunan fingers hard, "click" after a sound, accompanied by a small beggar's pain call.

His right hand hung down without strength and his shoulder dislocated.

Then there was the sound of a purse falling to the ground.

Muyun'an stoops to pick up his purse. The thief dares to dig in front of Taisui. I'm afraid he's impatient.

The little beggar realized that he had kicked on the iron plate today and knelt down with a "plop".

"Please, don't report to the government. I'm just a lonely beggar... I just want to survive." Little beggar said, tears came down, not sad.

Muyun'an frowned. She didn't like to embarrass the weak, but the thief looked like a recidivist.

The little beggar continued to cry, "my parents died before I was born. I'm lonely and helpless. I live by begging... I don't have enough to eat."

Your parents died before you were born?

Did you jump out of the crack in the stone?

If you make it up a little bit, I'll believe you today.

"I don't like people lying." Mu yun'an's eyes sank. If you dare to do it, you should dare to do it.

"I..." the little beggar looked up with tears on his face. "I need money."

Bullshit, who doesn't need money?

"My little sister is ill. We go to the hospital. They drive me away and say that our dirty beggars should not disturb their business." The little beggar's eyes were red, and his left hand was tight on the corner of his clothes.

Who was born to be a beggar?

Don't they want to live under the protection of their parents and eat and drink every day?

Mu Yun An doesn't talk, pinches his shoulder, is again "click" a to take back.

The little beggar moved his arm in surprise, OK? It doesn't hurt at all.

"I won't report to the official. You go." As if this had not happened, she took out some silver from her purse and handed it to him, "take it, and don't steal it again."

"Being poor is just a matter of being poor for a while. If you have a bad conscience, it will be a matter of a lifetime."

The little beggar was shocked. He took the silver in disbelief. He didn't blame him and gave it back?

"Can you... Help my little sister." The little beggar lowered his head and his voice was small. He knew that he didn't have the face to ask her to do something.