Mu Yunjin frowned slightly, looking at the woman sitting on the ground full of tears, she didn't make any movement, but took two steps back shallowly, and her voice became colder and colder: "Du Piaoling, what you want, I have already given it to you." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Other than that, it's all things you can't touch."

When he couldn't touch the three words, Mu Yunjin's voice was still full of anger.

Du Piaoling's eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't see the face of the man in front of him at all, and the tears kept falling down, blurry. Listening to the man's words without the slightest emotion, his hand covered his heart more and more. After a long time, he got up from the ground with some difficulty, and staggered to support the back of his body, his eyes were full of indescribable despair and mockery.

"Mu Yunjin, you, wishful thinking."

When the words came out, Du Piaoling's mind was already blank, and there were no more thoughts, her affection for Mu Yunjin had already been stifled by his own hands, and at this moment, she didn't care what he would do to her.

Wish for the moon.

The four words fell with hatred and entered Mu Yunjin's ears, and they also instantly pierced his heart.

"You'll never get your sister, you're just wishful thinking."

Du Piaoling seemed to be stunned, leaning against the table, his hand still covering the position of his heart, teary eyes, looking at Mu Yunjin deadly.

"Even if you get your sister's person, what can you do, sister's heart, you will never get !!"

Gritting his teeth, Du Piao's last angry words fell. But for some reason, her heart became more and more painful.

Mu Yunjin's face became more and more cold, and the hand in his sleeve clenched slowly and hard, but in the end, he slowly let go.

The already gloomy eyes blinked heavily, and when he turned around, Mu Yunjin stood with his back to Du Piaoling again, and a slightly cold voice fell: "You are sick." ”

Du Piaoling's body trembled, but he was extremely unwilling to still look at Mu Yunjin's back.

"I'm not sick."

"You're sick."

"I didn't!"

"I'll arrange for the Imperial Doctor to come and take a look at you."

After that, Mu Yunjin didn't care about what the woman behind him would say, and went straight out, opened the door of the side hall, and stepped out without any nostalgia.

"I don't have !!"

Du Piaoling's voice roared out the moment the door opened, and he also slammed a force in his hand, and his long sleeves brushed over, brushing all the porcelain bowls on the table to the ground.

Crackling, all the porcelain fell to the ground, and it shattered into pieces in an instant.

Immediately, Du Piaoling's body was no longer weak, and he sat down heavily on the ground again.

His face was full of tears, and his heart was like ashes.

Outside the side hall, far away, Jiang Jian lowered his gaze and caught a glimpse of Mu Yunjin walking out of it, his steps quickened, and he hurriedly greeted him: "Your Majesty." ”

Mu Yunjin's steps didn't stop, and he went straight to the direction of the main hall. As he walked, he left the words: "The queen is sick, go and ask the imperial doctor to take a look." ”

Jiang Jian's head hung down, and Yu Guang subconsciously looked at the side hall with the door wide open, and responded: "Yes." ”

Mu Yunjin's steps didn't stop, and he walked straight to the main hall.

Jiang Jian was very clever and knew the rules very well, so he didn't follow up, but stood at the door near the inner room, waiting quietly.

In less than half a moment, Mu Yunjin had already walked out of the room.

It was no longer the same as before, and the hair that was originally tied up was half tied up by a white hosta, and the rest were all scattered behind him.

The clothes were also changed from the previous bright yellow dragon robe to a fluttering white robe.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, elegant and generous. still looks like a handsome boy.

Jiang Jian glanced at Mu Yunjin quickly, pondered for a moment and asked, "Does the emperor want to ......?" ”

"Go to the Penal Division."

A shallow light flashed in his eyes, and Jiang Jian instantly responded: "Yes." ”

Then followed behind Mu Yunjin and walked outside. Jiang Jian's gaze once again looked in the direction of the side hall.

Du Piaoling had already gotten up from the ground and sat on the stool, but his expression was obviously poor. A little palace maid was kneeling on the ground at the moment, cleaning up the fragments of that place.

Similarly, Jiang Jian noticed that after Mu Yunjin came out of the main hall, he didn't have any stop or gaze, leaving the direction of the side hall.

With a shallow and helpless emotion on his face, he finally followed Mu Yunjin's steps and left the Heart Cultivation Palace.

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In the palace, there was silence.

Upstairs in the Star Picking, Su Wushuang changed into a black robe, and was packing up his medicine box in his small pharmacy, frowning slightly, looking around at what he wanted to bring.

"Childe." The cold voice sounded from outside the door, it was the cold face who had never liked to talk.

"Say." Su Wushuang was frowning and looking at his medicine cabinet, and answered softly.

"Young Master Lang has arrived."

The voice of the cold face was still cold.

Su Wushuang's action to get a flavor medicine obviously paused, and then he put the flavor medicine into his medicine box: "Got it." ”

He glanced at the small pharmacy in front of him again, and made sure that nothing had been left behind, so he put the medicine box on his back, put the black hat on his head, and walked outside.

As soon as the door opened, Leng Mian was already standing outside: "Childe." ”

Su Wushuang's head nodded slightly, and the gauze curtain on the black hat also shook gently with the movement, and his footsteps did not stop, and he walked downstairs.

Bei Minglang was dressed in a gray robe, standing quietly under the star-picking building, alone.

Su Wushuang walked to his side, but didn't see the annoying old man, but joked: "Are you alone?" ”

Bei Minglang's face was not covered without any covering, his long hair was all restrained, and the scar on his face had a kind of fierce aura.

Although Su Wushuang wore a gauze curtain hat, just by listening to the voice, Bei Minglang could hear the banter in it, his eyes sank, he turned around and walked out, and said a rare word: "Don't you all like Liu Ke?" ”

Su Wushuang was joking, but he didn't expect Bei Minglang to respond to him, and said such a sentence that seemed to be slightly proud but dissatisfied, but it made people feel a lot closer at once.

Stunned for a moment, Su Wushuang raised his eyebrows, and then smiled.

It seems that this Bei Minglang is not so annoying.

What the two of them want to do today is to go to the street where there are many poor people, set up a stall for free medical treatment, and help the people who are suffering from diseases due to the cold winter and snow.

And, most importantly, spread the news about the mother of the North Underworld.

"Eh, Bei Minglang, you wait for me." Su Wushuang's smile widened, and he stepped forward quickly, and said highly.