Mr. Mask's pale face was expressionless, but his eyes were cold and poisonous. His voice was scathing: "The world calls me a ruthless son."

Loveless son?

What is the world still called?

Butterfly Dance has never been heard of.

Lea had never heard of it either.

The heartless son was slightly displeased: "This son is busy with affairs, and the two of you summoned me here, but there was no substantive expression, I am very disappointed."

"Heartless son, I take the liberty to invite you to come today, first, to inform us that we have succeeded, and second, I need to cooperate with you for a long time, and I will look for you on a fixed date every month."

Desperate face looked a little better: "This person, at most, the Japanese son will be taken away, otherwise there is no need to talk about it."

Butterfly Dance is embarrassed, two days? Who knows what will happen in two days?

She only knew that it was impossible to completely find out the national teacher in two days.

But she had no other choice.

He agreed: "Loveless son, in two days, I will find a way to let Li Ya and Diewu leave."

Heartless son coldly, what means do you use, it is not in the consideration of this son.

Butterfly Dance and Heartlessness leave in a hurry. Li Ya looked at the sleeping concubine in disgust: "It's really unlucky, the benefits are all taken by Butterfly Dance." Maybe it was he who asked her to agree, she became the wife of the national teacher, and made her the princess of the Western Regions. ”

Li Ya was originally a big family, a marquis for generations. Under Murong Sheng's policy of cutting marquis, their family did not have much merit and gradually declined. originally hoped to use Li Ya to marry the national teacher and revitalize their family. I didn't expect it to end like this.

When the concubine woke up, she found that she was dumb again. Hurriedly looking at his face in the mirror, he found that he had become a butterfly dance!

She tore at her face desperately, and her face suddenly became distorted and puffy.

"Butterfly Dance, you just stop for a while, okay?" Li Ya looked at the concubine impatiently.

The concubine looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't understand how she suddenly became a butterfly dance. Not at all impressed.

"Butterfly Dance, you're sick. I'll go to the chief of the wood evil and ask him to let us go back to our hometown, and you can go back to Jiangnan City and heal well." "Li Ya is yin and yang.

Back to Gangnam City?

The concubine is crazy, she is not a butterfly dance!

The concubine ran out of the room with a smoke, she wanted to find Mu Xie and the national teacher. Otherwise, it's over.

She broke free of Lea's hand and walked around several corridors, stopping in surprise.

She saw the concubine, herself, talking and laughing with Mu Xie. That concubine seems to be more liked by Mu Xie than herself.

The concubine couldn't help it, she rushed to the front of Mu Xie, and even made a gesture, her eyes begged: Mu Xie, she is not a concubine, I am ......

Mu Xie frowned: "Butterfly Dance, this guard has already warned you, you are not allowed to enter the inner courtyard again!"

Concubine rebel shook her hand desperately: "I'm not butterfly dance, I'm concubine rebel...... I want to see the National Teacher...... I'm a concubine, dead wood, where are your eyes? ”

Mu Xie didn't understand what she meant at all, but was very surprised: "When did you become mute?"

The fake concubine looked back for a long time: "Wood evil guard, this butterfly dance girl is sick?" I guess she wants to go back to her hometown. People, as soon as you get sick. There is a desire to return home. ”

Mu Xie was about to drive away the concubine, Li Ya hurriedly ran over, and when she saw Mu Xie and the fake concubine, she was so frightened that she quickly knelt down: "Madam, Mu Guard." The butterfly dance girl suddenly got a strange illness yesterday, she couldn't speak, her face was swollen, she scratched her hands, I am afraid that she can no longer serve the National Teacher's Mansion. I want to leave tomorrow with Butterfly Dance, and I hope that Mrs. and Mu Wei will be approved. ”

The fake concubine deliberately frowned: "The butterfly dance girl is also a beauty, it's a pity." That's it, that's it. ”

Mu Xie seemed to want to say something, and finally nodded: "Since Madame agrees, you can go back Ming'er."

The fake concubine took out some spirit crystals: "The butterfly dance girl has this serious illness, it's really pitiful." Mrs. Ben has some spirit crystals here, as a coil, be careful on the road. ”

Li Ya took it with great gratitude.

The concubine didn't do it, she cried and made trouble, ran over and hugged Mu Xie's legs, helplessly speechless, just a desperate gesture, desperate crying.

Li Ya's eyes rolled: "Wooden guard, Butterfly Dance is reluctant to let you go, she came to the mansion, in fact, not for the national teacher, but for you."