【342】The Imperial Temple is incense

Ning Yuanqing was silent for a long time, and finally nodded, "Okay." ”

Yun Churan naturally knew that he shouldn't start with Yun Mumu.

Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless, because she is not very sure that Duan Yixi will give up the country because of a woman.

Now that he has another heir, I don't know if it can be compared to the status of the country in his mind.

But Yun Churan couldn't take care of it, she now just wanted Yun Mumu to die.

Only when she dies can she become the queen of Dali, and in addition, she can also take revenge on the bald head.

Only she is worthy of being the queen of this great departure.

When it was time to leave the palace, Yun Mumu didn't like extravagance and waste, so he simply used one or two green drapery carriages.

The entourage casually brought a dozen people.

But each of them is a person with strong martial arts selected by Duan Yixi's parents.

Yun Churan discussed it with Ning Yuanqing, and when Yun Mumu came, he directly took the person.

If Duan Yixi rushed over here in a hurry, then Duan Yiyao's side would attack the palace.

In this way, even if nothing happens on their side, then after Duan Yiyao's side controls the palace, they can also kill Duan Yixi and Yun Mumu outside the palace.

Everything was what Yun Churan thought, and she felt that the plan was perfect.

Just today, the Great Departure is changing hands.

Thinking about it, her blood swelled, and looking at Yun Mumu in front of her, she smiled shallowly.

Yun Mumu was holding a hand warmer in his hand, wearing a cloak on his body, and a green silk draped over his shoulders, which set off that stunning face and made it even more delicate.

The two didn't speak all the way, Yun Churan didn't want to speak, and kept thinking in her mind that her plan was about to succeed.

Yun Mumu, on the other hand, has been sleepy, yawning constantly, and can fall asleep with his chin in his hand.

Yun Churan didn't feel anything wrong when he looked at it, pregnant people are so sleepy all the time.

But she didn't know that all these reasons were because Yun Mumu put incense in the carriage.

But she didn't know that all these reasons were because Yun Mumu put incense in the carriage.

The carriage slowly entered the imperial temple.

This place has already been cleaned up by Ning Yuanqing, and it is full of Ning Yuanqing's people.

The carriage stopped, Yun Churan opened the curtain, and saw Bingqiao and Ah Jiu at a glance.

Yun Churan frowned when he saw Ah Jiu, this Ah Jiu is also a trouble.

"Sister, we're here." Yun Churan called out to Yun Mumu softly.

Yun Mumu didn't make any movement, and he had already closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the carriage.

Bingqiao stood on tiptoe and stretched out her head to take a look, "Niangniang, are you asleep?" ”

Yun Churan glanced at Yun Mumu, and then stepped forward and patted Yun Mumu.

Yun Mumu woke up in a daze, and then followed Yun Churan out of the carriage and went to the wing room of the imperial temple.

The temple was quiet, as if there was no one else but them.

Ah Jiu, who had been following Yun Mumu, stepped forward and said in Yun Mumu's ear: "Girl, something is wrong here, be careful." ”

As soon as she said this, Bingqiao became nervous.

She looked around and felt that the silence around her was terrifying.

As soon as Ah Jiu's words were finished, many black-clothed people with swords poured out around them, surrounding the four of them.

"Bingqiao, take care of the girl and go first." Ah Jiu shouted, raised the embroidered spring knife in his hand and fought with the group of black-clothed people.

Yun Churan took Yun Mumu's hand and took her to the main hall.

Bing Qiao followed behind.

Yun Churan pulled Yun Mumu and ran desperately on the stone steps.

Suddenly, his hand loosened, and Yun Mumu's whole person fell backwards.