Is this agreed?
Woof! The emperor is a good person! Quite generous!
In the future, who would dare to say that the emperor was a traitor, she was the first to rip off the other's head!
But ... do you like to hold her hand so much?
Mu Wushuang looked at her little fat hand that she was holding. This hand was thick, and there were blood stains on the nails. How could she not show an unpleasant expression?
It is rumored that Regent Long Mo did not like to touch people, that is, if someone in the court accidentally touched the corner of his clothes, he would brutally cut off that person's arm. Passing by the dry cleaner on the street, he did not dislike her dirty hands, it was very difficult for her to guess her thoughts.
She rolled her eyes and suddenly rested her head on her shoulder.
Maybe holding her hand is her maximum tolerance, so she tries to put her ugly face on her clean magnolia dust-free clothes, just inches from her beautiful face, will she restrain him? ? Can't help but want to hit her?
Sure enough, she clearly felt that her shoulders and even her entire body were stiff, which was a bit like a sign of wind and rain before she got angry.
After waiting a while, the emperor's uncle remained rigid, but he did not scold her.
Mu Wushuang had no choice but to take the medicine, she pretended to fall asleep unconsciously and tilted her head awkwardly, licking her lips and kissing her perfect cheek.
At this moment, she only felt that the air around her was getting cold.
It seems unbearable!
No, she still has to borrow her money from him, she can't turn it down for the moment, anyway, she already knows he can't have the male-female type of thinking for her. After thinking about it, Mu Wushuang quickly raised his head, yawned pretending to be asleep, and by the way, he released her hands from her.
"So sleepy Uncle Emperor, did I just fall asleep?"
Seeing the emperor's uncle looking at her with cold eyes, Mu Wushuang deliberately asked with sleepy eyes.
Long Moshen closed his eyes and was silent.
It's dangerous, she stuck her tongue out at him, if he really turned his face to himself, where would she go to find someone so generous to lend her money?
The test is over, what he has in mind, she will only be able to test it slowly later.
It didn't take long for her to arrive at the regent's palace, and Mu Wushuang waited for the emperor's uncle to get into the wheelchair and get out of the carriage before she got off.
Suddenly a figure ran out the door, wearing a thin white dress, looking flirtatious, like a butterfly in the snow, her voice was soft and youthful:
"Cousin, you've finally come back! Jiaojiao waited a long time, thinking that the cousin wouldn't be coming back for lunch."
After speaking, the woman coughed violently.
The maid next to her hastily said, "Ms. Ciao is fine, telling her to go back to the room and wait for her to listen. Her body has finally strengthened, but she must not break it down again. The doctor has said that, The body! does not support throws! "
"Okay, I'll wait for the cousin, I'm ready" The delicate woman covered her mouth with the veil, her eyes were still looking fondly at Long Mo.
Mu Wushuang only felt pain in his teeth for a while. The master and the servant were singing a double act here, please be a little good and don't think about the emotions of the judges.
She looked at the emperor, who had no expression on her face, and didn't even look at the sick woman, which was a bit embarrassing.
Mu Wushuang watched the show with a good expression on her face.
Unexpectedly, the lady guard suddenly turned to her and asked politely, "Is this lady her?"
"I watched the show, oh no, I came to stay at the emperor's house for a few days."
Miss Biao smiled into her beautiful face, looking very happy: "Great, I'm the only person in the palace. I don't even have a speaker on weekdays. I'm so happy that my sister can come."
"Haha" Mu Wushuang showed an awkward but polite smile.
The emperor's uncle had already entered the house, and the lady on duty hurriedly followed him.
Mu Wushuang and Meiren's younger brother slowly walked behind, as Fubo followed the people from the palace to the outer courtyard and settled in.
All the way to the dining room, the dishes were already on the table and the fragrance was spicy, all the gluttons in Mu Wushuang's belly were hooked.
When Uncle Emperor washed his hands and took a seat, she was eager to sit next to him, waiting for the food.
Sensing that the emperor was in a bad mood, she thought to herself that kissing him in the carriage it must have cast a psychological shadow on him, so he sat silently without speaking.
"This lady, this position belongs to our lady." A maid approached her and said, with hatred and disdain in her eyes.
Miss Biao stood next to her, her face was soft, as if she was being bullied.
"Really? Is your lady's name engraved on this person?" Mu Wushuang looked at the maiden. You can speak well. What do you mean by a look of contempt? She Today she simply refused to give in!