Chapter 62: Other Men's Clothes

After Mu Yang finished speaking, the hall fell silent again.

I couldn't help but quietly glance at the seat.

I saw the king on the throne, as if he was pondering something.

The scalp is numb, getting numb and numb, the heartbeat is so fast that it is difficult to breathe.

Isn't it...... What did the emperor notice?

Poplar tensed her nerves and teetered on the edge of despair.

Alas, life and death have fate..... The three generations of the Kemu family are single.....

"The clothes she was wearing... I felt familiar, she said she brought it to her backyard, do you know whose it was? ”

The man's voice lowered to listen to the magnetism, interrupting Mu Yang's unfinished thoughts.

Poplar is slightly sluggish.

What the? After pondering for so long, it turns out that the emperor wants to ask this?

Alas, I was almost scared to death.

"Back to the emperor, it is a subordinate, the subordinate washed it and dried it in the backyard, and the concubine is ......"

"Did I say that I wanted you to bring people back to me?"

Before Mu Yang's words were finished, a deep voice sounded, revealing the irresistible majesty of a man.

The temperature in the Heart Cultivation Hall suddenly lost, and the air condensed into ice.

Mu Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva rawly.

Your Majesty, should the conversation turn so fast, and his subordinates almost couldn't react.

He replied in a voice that he could barely hear, "Emperor..... Emperor..... Isn't the concubine back......"

When the words fell, Mu Yang felt that the two eye knives could scrape off a layer of skin from him.

Although he didn't dare to look at each other, the low air pressure around him was enough for him to feel how powerful the innate kingly aura of the man on the seat was.

If the edge was more violent, it could pierce his heart directly.

"Is the wolf important, or is the concubine important?"

The thin lips opened slightly, and the man's gaze became more aggressive.

Mu Yang's tall body shook.

Belch........ The concubine came back on her own, not with him...

"It's a dereliction of duty ...... subordinates"

Anxiety swept through the bottom of his heart, and Mu Yang felt that he was about to lose his footing.

"Go to the torture chamber and get the board." After a pause, he added, "A hundred." ”

The man lowered his eyes and commented on the folds, his mood was not too bad, but it was definitely not good.

"Subordinates take orders!"

Mu Yang ran away, and receiving the punishment was as quick as receiving a reward.

Three generations of the Mu family are single-handed ....... It's good to be alive......

"If I see her wearing your clothes again, I'll leave you with no clothes to wear."

As soon as Mu Yang ran to the door, the man's cold and boundless voice came from a low voice.

Mu Yang hurriedly turned around and lowered his head: "My subordinates guarantee that the concubine will never have a chance again!" ”

"Boards, fifty more."

As soon as Mu Yang's words fell, the man spoke immediately.

He froze.

Did you say something wrong?

"Subordinates take orders!"

didn't dare to refute, Mu Yang bowed respectfully, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

After Mu Yang left, Ling Juncheng was the only one left in the huge Heart Cultivation Palace.

The eyes that looked at the door were dark.

No more opportunities?

It was me who left her with no chance! Only me!

There was a haze between the sword eyebrows.

How could she wear poplar's clothes!

Am I not a man? I don't have any clothes?! Aren't my clothes handsome?!

Put down the fold in your hand, raise your eyes, and glance towards the door.

The golden rays sprinkled outside the Heart Nourishing Hall were gradually dimming, and even the inside of the main hall suddenly felt too empty and lonely.

He took a sip of tea from his teacup.

This tea is boring to drink......

Pick up a fold again and open it.

It's boring to criticize this fold......

"Zhang Deming."

He called out in a seductive voice.

Zhang Deming, who was standing at the door waiting, hurriedly climbed into the hall: "Your Majesty, the slave is here!" ”

"Go and ask the concubine to come over."

In a word, the man was loud.