Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

The high priest didn't believe that muyun'an swaggered in to chat with him. He didn't believe that he didn't prepare for it.

"Ha ha, is this memorial easy to handle?" Mu yun'an looked at the memorial on the table, and now he began to adapt to the emperor's life.

Don't forget, the real emperor is still in bed, not dead.

"Reluctantly." The high priest rubbed his eyebrows, looking tired for the sake of the eastern kingdom. There was no one else here, and he didn't know who he was pretending to.

"Can I go to cure the emperor now?" Muyun'an stood up and looked down at the high priest.

She did not believe that she could not tear off the human skin mask of the high priest.

You can really ignore everything just for this seat, right? A power machine without emotion?

"No way." The high priest raised his head to see mu yun'an one eye, is still high above the expression, still have a little cold.

How could he let muyun'an in.

"Why?" Mu yun'an slowly approached him, even his voice unconsciously raised a lot, "you for this seat... Don't you have nightmares at night, don't you have conscience?"

Is that bad?

Can you feel at ease?

"Conscience?" The high priest raised his hand to touch his heart and raised his eyebrows. "What is conscience?"

For him, what's the use of conscience? Conscience is not regret medicine.

"Good." Muyun'an quickly raised his hand and grabbed the high priest's neck, "I regret that I didn't kill you last time."

The high priest's heart was shocked for a while. He felt the temperature of his hands was a little hot. He looked up at mu yun'an's expression. Somehow, he thought of the painting hidden in his sleeve.

Regret it... Forget it, no one wants him alive.

"But it's too late." The high priest broke a cup, a group of people broke into the door, the weapons in their hands are pointing at muyun'an.

"Let go of the high priest." That group of people shout a way, looking at Mu Yun An's eyes, seem to be looking at a person who tries to usurp the throne.

Muyun'an pinched the high priest's hand more forcefully, "do you believe that I will be buried with you?"

It's a big deal to die together. Just as the idea came out, the cold face of emperor Yanqing appeared in Mu yun'an's mind, as if to say, you dare to die together. Have a try.

"I don't believe it." At the moment when muyun'an was distracted, the high priest broke away from muyun'an, and those people quickly surrounded him.

Muyun'an was in a very weak situation.

"Don't... Kill her." The high priest was protected and commanded the men through the weapons.

"It's a great honor that I'm still useful to the high priest." Mu yun'an sneered and turned her wrist. The blue sky chopping chess appeared at her fingertips.

The men came round.

"Kill." Muyun'an preemptive, showing amazing explosive power.

"What's a gang fight?" A voice came, mu yun'an's heart was moved, she knew that emperor Yanqing would not let her down.

That's why she has the strength to talk to the high priest.

"Leave them all to me." The high priest called, and he knew that emperor Yanqing would come. Fortunately, he had been ready for a long time.

Since it's here, don't leave. It's just a pot of cake, so as to avoid long dreams.