This step back and forth from the tyrant every day is also a last resort, Yun Mumu knows that he is not honest when he sleeps.

If she didn't sleep on the inside, she would be able to fall off the couch in the middle of the night.

It's not that she hasn't tried it, but she was afraid of falling, so she chose the inside of the couch.

I had to wronged the tyrant, and I was crossed by myself every morning and evening.

For this, Yun Mumu also has a good compensation for him.

Not only did she cook food for him every day, but she also cleaned his face and wiped his hands in person.

When she stepped over the tyrant, she also stroked her long hair, and the green silk inadvertently swept onto Duan Yixi's face.

A burst of fragrance rushed in, and Duan Yixi's whole person was stunned, but there was a crispy and numb feeling in his heart, which felt like Yun Mumu's hair was filled with electricity and electricity all over his body.

He sneered secretly, and said that he had no idea about himself, so he seduced himself like this?

Yes, that's right, she was seducing him, she was the one who seduced him first, and he was the passive one.

Before he finished his life, Yun Mumu, who got off the dragon couch over there, turned his head and smiled at her with an evil smile: "Your Majesty, if you don't even struggle like you, the concubines are not interested." ”

Duan Yixi: Hehe, a hypocritical woman, a duplicitous woman.

However, Duan Yixi was thinking about whether to tell this woman about the fact that his right middle finger could move?

Just when he was still hesitating, Yun Mumu had already walked away, and he walked out of Lingyun Hall directly, and he didn't know what to do.

In the Lingyun Palace, where the years have been quiet, Bingqiao is busy making breakfast, and Ah Jiu is playing with a big knife in the atrium.

It's just a pity that those green plants are used by Ah Jiu to practice knives every day, and they are cut and cut every day, and they have become bald bonsai.

In this way, Ah Jiu did not let them go, and still used them every day to try his embroidered spring knife.

The little black man Zhou Cheng would come to torture Duan Yixi every night, torture to the end of the fun, and then leave.

After being pricked for half a month, he finally said a word to Duan Yixi, "Your Majesty, congratulations to the emperor that the poison in his body has almost been resolved, and the remaining residual poison will be slowly removed as long as he takes medicine and slowly recuperates, and there is no need to prick needles in the future." ”

Actually, I have vented enough, and I feel that although the emperor is an accomplice, he has been avenged by himself these days, and he has almost repaid his grievances.

He is still a ninety-five, he can't be too much, after all, he still has to rely on his power to avenge his whole family.

His little bit of caution was arranged by Yun Mumu, and Duan Yixi was not unable to see through it.

It's just that the whole family is dead in vain, so what about venting it to others?

"Little Black, are you satisfied?" Duan Yixi said coldly to Zhou Cheng, who was packing up the medicine box over there.

Zhou Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Your Majesty, Weichen's name is Zhou Cheng now, and he is a Tai Doctor in Tai Hospital, even if you don't call Wei Chen Tai Doctor Zhou, it's always okay to call a name, right?" ”

is such a little black, the little blackman called himself, and when he heard it, he made people feel uncomfortable, so he closed his medicine box with a snap, and then prepared to leave with the medicine box on his back.

Yun Mumu was writing something frantically on the side of the imperial case, and when she heard this, she put down the wolf pen in her hand and looked at Zhou Chengdao: "I think the title of little black is very good, anyway, you are not called Zhou Cheng." ”