Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

Yang Wei was standing at the door, turning and turning. How could it be that Mr. Mu had been in for such a long time, and there was no movement inside? Could something happen?

But he's here to watch.

Just about to open the door, a group of people gathered around, "break into the palace, take him down to me!" This group of people are obviously prepared.

Yang Wei couldn't resist. He was arrested directly. He looked back at the closed door. Don't let anything happen to you, Mr. mu.

In a palace of the palace, this is the palace when the Prince did not move out of the palace.

Although there is no one to live in, but every day someone will come to clean, here is still the same as before he left.

Emperor Yanqing is standing in front of the window, holding a pen in his hand and drawing. The eyebrows of the people in the painting are like distant mountains, and the expression on his face is delicate with shyness. If you look carefully, this is muyun'an in women's clothes.

It was also the first time that emperor Yanqing saw mu yun'an wearing women's clothes. When he first met mu yun'an in the sunset forest, he was a savage.

"The great prince is in a good mood." A man came in.

At this point, when I was imprisoned here, I was still in the mood of painting. Was it true that I had a back hand and was not afraid at all, or was I pretending to be calm?

Emperor Yanqing didn't look up and continued to draw lines for his paintings.

The high priest didn't come alone. He was followed by many bodyguards. He was more cautious than when he saw muyun'an.

"You have nothing left." The high priest brought himself a stool and sat down safely. A group of bodyguards surrounded him.

It's very strict. It's impossible for emperor Yanqing to start.

Moreover, Emperor Yanqing did not plan to fight with the high priest now.

Emperor Yanqing was still silent and didn't want to say a word to the high priest.

"Don't talk, do you?" As soon as the high priest reached out his hand, the guard behind him handed him a purse. "Do you know this thing?"

Emperor Yanqing just raised his eyes to have a look. The thing on the high priest's hand is the purse that muyun'an carried close to his body recently.

A tight hand, the painting's skirt above a drop of ink, a good painting so get a stain.

"I met Mr. mu'an in the palace. He seems to be looking for you. Let me give you a message." The ability of the high priest to open his mouth and talk nonsense is not built.

It's like it's really that simple.

"What have you done to her?" Emperor Yanqing put down his pen, muyun'an is his weakness, he can not care about anything, hear muyun'an things, or will worry.

Although he knew that the little wild cat's ability was very big, he would not let himself have an accident so easily.

But this time... Even he's stuck here.

"We haven't found out who did the emperor's business. Is the prince willing to come with us?" That's why the high priest came here.

He wanted to restrict emperor Yanqing and not let him fight back.

There can be no more accidents.

"It's none of her business." Emperor Yanqing stares at Rong Zhu's eyes and warns him.

They both knew who she was talking about.

"It depends on whether the prince is willing to cooperate." Rong Zhu smiles. How can this kind of thing be taken out cleanly?

"Good." This is the threat of Minghuang. If he doesn't go, what will they do to muyun'an? He doesn't dare to gamble.

Would rather disturb all his plans, would rather let himself into danger, he did not dare to take the risk of muyun'an.