Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

Muyun'an got out of bed, because he was a little weak, his legs were still a little soft.

Where is this?

"Anybody here, Rongzhu, you son of a bitch." Now she recalled that she was in a dream. It was Rong Zhu who did it.

The biggest one behind the scenes is actually the one she has always regarded as a friend.

How did she accept this? Sure enough, no one can stop the temptation of power?

No one answered. It was dark all around, not even a candle.

Mu yun'an spread out his hand, the palm of his hand began to condense a fire spirit ball, illuminating the surrounding walls.

"I meow..." muyun'an saw the furnishings around, and the clear iron door was telling her that this was the dungeon, and she was locked up.

Rong Zhu is really capable of doing it. It turns out that she has never found his true face. Now it's just what he really looks like.

Muyun'an walked over and shook the iron door. It was very solid. It was impossible to go out.

But this dungeon is clean, without those strange smell. The ground is covered with hay, which seems to have just been changed. There is only one bed, and there are no windows.

She was locked up in this dark place and didn't know when to go out.

Perhaps, by the time she escaped, Dongguo was already named Rong.

"After I go out, I will not let Rong Zhu go." Mu Yunan clenched his fist, hoping to give it awesome power outside.

I don't know what happened to Yang Wei after she was taken away by the high priest, and whether she was also taken away.

"Won't you let me go?" A sudden sound.

Mu yun'an turns around and sees the high priest who suddenly appears outside the iron gate.

"When did you come in?" Mu yun'an was surprised, but she didn't hear a sound.

"I've been here." He thought mu yun'an was about to wake up, so he came to have a look and waited for her to wake up.

See her wake up not flustered, still clamor won't let go of oneself.

"Let me out." Muyun'an also knows that his request seems a little impossible. It's strange that Rong Zhu will let her out. Maybe he will use her to threaten emperor Yanqing.

That's what the villains do.

"Well... The environment here does hurt you a little bit." Rong Zhu looked at the hay on the ground, which he specially asked people to come and lay.

Mu yun'an leaned against the iron door, suddenly felt a little weak, "why do you want to do this, the high priest's status is not high enough, do you have to sit on that seat to be happy?"

Is it really that good to be an emperor?

"Oh." The high priest gave a smile and did not retort. He could think whatever he wanted.

Now he has no way to look back, those who scold or something, for him, like a passing wind, no influence on him.

For the sake of power... Muyun'an thought that the high priest should have no desire and no demand. Unexpectedly, he also pursued power in this way.

"Are you going to lock me up for life? Why don't you kill me?" Mu Yun An sees him one eye, she should die with this person at that time.

Now it's good to be locked up here... For the rest of my life.

"You're still useful." Rong Zhu smiles and looks at mu yun'an's face through the iron gate. Although the light is dark, he suddenly remembers the painting hidden in his sleeve.

It's really similar.