The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

But Furong stopped looking at him and looked at Mu Yan.

Her gaze circled her face and a deep sense of jealousy appeared in her eyes.

“Are you Jun Mu Yan? ”

How can a lowlife mortal in a district have such a look?

Did this bitch seduce the emperor with this foxy face?

If this face were on her, wouldn't the emperor be impressed with her?

Moo-yan looked at her coldly, "What's your relationship to the Emperor? Why would he lie to me? ”

“Outrageous!!” Furong is furious, "the emperor's name, can you be such a slut to scream! ”

Muang turned a white eye and said, “Which onion are you? What do you care if my name isn't Tianjin? When the Emperor has no objection, what right do you have to be there to whine? ”

When Furong heard the words, the voice of anger changed: “Cheap, how can you be so ashamed that you are dying? In that case, I'll let you four understand. ”

“My young master is the fiancée of the emperor. Only recently have I learned that the Emperor has been seduced by you in this filthy part of Wu mainland. When my young master learned about it, he had a great temper and was about to dissolve his engagement with the Emperor. ”

“Naturally, the Emperor went back in person, so as to make our Lord less angry, he made us less angry. As for your shameless cheating on your fiancé, naturally you can't stay. That's why the Young Master sent me down to clean you up. ”

Furong's words, like a heavy hammer, struck Muang's heart and made her face pale instantly.

As if at this very moment, she realized.

She doesn't know anything about emperors.

Wherever this man comes from, what past and present, what the Polar Emperor means, whether he has ascendants, whether his parents agree to be with him or not.

She knows absolutely nothing about all of this.

Furong looked at her face and smiled slowly. “You know, the Emperor can comfort her right next to our Young Master when he gives me an order to get rid of you! But Emperor didn't say a word. You're a lowlife mortal in this neighborhood, don't you really think you can climb into the emperor's bed and become the host of the extreme? ”

“On your own? What qualifies you as our lesser lord? Our young lords and emperors are door-to-door, shoulder-to-shoulder. And you? Oh, not even a sweeping outside disciple in our door can compare..."

The more Furong said, the more excited.

But all of a sudden a cold, indifferent woman interrupted her words, "Enough of this nonsense? ”

Furong looked at Mu Yan incredibly.

Her face was still white, but there was no shame, no sadness, only a chill.

Especially those peach blossom eyes, like a deep, bottomless cold pool.

Makes people just look at Cesar and shake.

Furong was deterred by her eyes and returned to God violently, full of incredibles.

She... she was just deterred by a mortal?!

How is that possible?

“What fiancé, you don't think? This fiancé is your own personal affair, you sealed it yourself? ”

Furong's face was suddenly stiff.

Mu Yan chuckled, “Turns out it's just a rotten peach blossom from the emperor! ”