Don't run away

Chapter 579 The Tyrant's Concubine 20
At first glance, I thought it was a woman's handwriting, but after another look, I found that every stroke was extremely powerful.

At this time, he looked up.

At the beginning, Tang Qingyu first praised the growth of the trees and the luxuriant flowers and plants in the imperial garden.

In the end, he began to write hundreds of words eloquently, all praising Jun Wuyan very sincerely.

Looking at what she wrote, Jun Wuyan couldn't help laughing.

The light ink on one side is seen.

I have always felt that Jun Wuyan is serious, but now that she is standing here, his body exudes a warm feeling like a spring breeze.

Is this the definition of a time-traveling woman?

Everyone loves it, everyone loves it!
As long as he stands here, Jun Wuyan can feel the atmosphere on his body, and he will start to sink-sink slowly?
After Jun Wuyan finished reading everything, he felt funny for a while, and it was through this that he learned about Qingyu.

He also put away this piece of paper, and carefully put it into the ebony box on the side.

When he looked up, he found that Qian Mo was still standing on one side with a big face.

"Why are you still here!"

Jun Wuyan couldn't help frowning.

He doesn't like being around himself, having other people.

"The slave is about to leave!"

Seeing the sudden drop in temperature on his body, Qian Mo was startled, and hastily turned and left.

Probably because the person who turned around really exerted his strength, twisted his legs and feet, and sat down on the ground.

"what……"

At that moment, Qian Mo's eyes were red, tears were still hanging on his eyebrows, and he wanted to cry but not cry.

Seeing her, Jun Wuyan frowned slightly.

"Come on!"

Then, two young eunuchs standing in front of the door walked in.

"Send her back to me!"

After Jun Wuyan finished speaking, he lowered his head to read the memorial.

Qian Mo looked at him in despair, and forgot to struggle at this moment, and the two little eunuchs were carried out by her.

Qianmo lowered her head, feeling a burst of anger in her heart, how could it have such an ending, it really deserves to die.

This is not what she thought, her expression, she has practiced it thousands of times in the mirror, it shouldn't be like this.

Qian Mo was frustrated for a while, and was carried in very discouraged.

Feimo, who was in the side hall, felt helpless when he saw Qianmo being carried in again.

"What's going on here!?"

Feimo had just applied the medicine at this time, and was wearing a loose robe. Seeing this kind of battle, he ran over in fright.

"My ankle is twisted!"

Light ink sat on the soft couch, lowered his head and said.

Feimo tipped the two young eunuchs and let them leave.

Then he asked the little palace maid to invite someone to show Qian Mo's feet, then walked over again and asked her, "What's the matter!?"

"Just watching the emperor get scared, he accidentally sprained his foot!"

Light ink lowered his head and said.

Hearing what Qian Mo said, Fei Mo also nodded.

Having said that, it is indeed like this, if she is, she will be very scared.

After all, the kind of aura on the emperor's body is indeed frightening.

After a while, someone came to show Qian Mo's foot, it was just a slight sprain, just apply some medicine and it will be fine.

He gave her some medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Knowing that one of his two female officers was scalded and the other had a sprained foot, Tang Qingyu frowned when he learned about it, but didn't say anything.

(End of this chapter)