Yun Mumu's own was covered in a cold sweat, and his clothes were already soaked, sticking to his body, which was very uncomfortable.

This time, she was really frightened by Duan Yiyao.

This Duan Yiyao, who is gentle and elegant on the surface, is really insidious and vicious, and specializes in deceiving a brainless little girl like Yun Churan.

Except that his face was still a little visible, there was darkness inside.

It's just a golden jade.

Bingqiao handed her a cup of freshly brewed milk tea, and she took a sip of it all dry.

After drinking, my heart slowly calmed down.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Bingqiao asked with concern.

As soon as she returned, she saw that her face and lips were bloodless, and the corners of her forehead were still soaked with sweat, as if she had been frightened by something.

In this palace, is there anything else that can scare their mothers into such a thing?

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I just saw a piece of stinky tofu, and I was disgusted. Yun Mumu handed the empty bowl in his hand to Bingqiao.

That's right, that Duan Yiyao is like a stinky tofu full of holes.

Oh no, to say that he is stinky tofu, all insult stinky tofu, he is just a piece of dog poop, disgusting, disgusting to death.

Duan Yixi's gaze never took off Yun Mumu's face, what did this woman go through before he arrived?

"I told you a long time ago that King Jing is not a good thing, and you still don't believe it?"

"Yes, yes, it's not good for concubines, you shouldn't listen to the old man, and you're at a loss." Yun Mumu nodded frantically.

As for Duan Yixi's hand being able to move, she was so frightened that she didn't notice it until now.

Duan Yixi: Old man? Why is he very old?

He's only in his early twenties, huh? In the prime of life, how did you become an old man?

"Bingqiao, is there any milk tea? Bring me three more bowls. ”

"Yes, yes, Niangniang can drink as much as she wants." Bingqiao turned around and went to the edge of the big stove to help Yun Mumu serve milk tea.

Duan Yixi sat in a wheelchair, looking at Yun Mumu standing less than three meters away in front of him, the skirt on her body was of moderate thickness, which could perfectly reflect her bewitching curves.

Her figure really doesn't have to be said, she is fat where she should be fat, she is thin where she should be thin, and even the shadow of the person reflected on the ground is so exciting.

After watching it for a long time, Duan Yixi only felt that his heart was as hot as pouring hot oil, and he was very uncomfortable.

He swallowed, his mouth dry and his whole body warmed.

Bingqiao, who came back with milk tea for Yun Mumu, happened to face Duan Yixi.

Seeing his red-faced appearance, he asked with concern: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Do you want to go to the toilet? ”

Duan Yixi: If you are the second uncle, believe it or not, I pinched you to death?

Yun Mumu held the milk tea bowl, didn't drink it immediately, turned around and tilted his head to look at Duan Yixi and asked, "Your Majesty, are you going to the toilet?" ”

Suddenly, he saw Duan Yixi's right hand picking at the wheel of the wheelchair, and asked in surprise, "Ah, the emperor?" Can you move? ”

By the way, she hasn't asked him yet, how could he appear alone in that plum garden?

Duan Yixi lowered his head, a little naïve, "Just ...... It's just one arm that can move. ”

Yun Mumu was surprised, "Wow, I didn't expect this little black man Zhou Cheng to be so powerful?" Giving you the ability to move like this? Call him over tonight to continue, so tie it every day, and the concubines will see it, and there is no need to wait for the concubines' scattered acupuncture methods. ”