This palace is from Maoshan

Chapter 2 Not a Kindergarten Car

The moment Du was angry, Jiang Yao soon knew that she was wrong.

The person in front of him was indeed a stranger, with normal breathing and normal body temperature, and he didn't respond when he got angry, and even encouraged her, wanting to do it again.

But it is unlikely to do it again, Jiang Yao contributed a first kiss.

But what you get is countless scenes of swords and swords.

"Your Majesty, the old slave's late rescue has surprised you, are you okay!" Eunuch Li wanted to help Mu Guhong.

It's just that Mu Guhong is under the pressure now, and Jiang Yao is at the top.

And Jiang Yao was stabbed with many knives around her neck, this scene was quite strange.

It was originally a very evocative scene, but at this moment, it seemed ridiculous like a farce.

"Well, Your Majesty? If I say, I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe it or not?" Realizing that something was wrong, Jiang Yao immediately froze.

She is good at dealing with monsters and weirdos, but when dealing with real soldiers with real swords and guns, firstly, she can't really kill people, and secondly, the opponent is really outnumbered and powerful.

She blinked and blinked, the two of them got close, and the breath sprayed on his neck, feeling a little itchy.

Her wet eyes looked extraordinarily innocent.

Mu Guhong couldn't help laughing.

"I believe it, I believe everything you say!"

This emperor looks a little silly and sweet, or is the body she resurrected from the dead body his favorite concubine?
Jiang Yao felt a little resentful.

"Your Majesty, can you order the people under you to let go of the knife, or it will be bad if it cuts my delicate skin."

Jiang Yao wanted to further test Mu Guhong's bottom line, and secondly, it really didn't feel good to be threatened.

Hearing this, Mu Guhong immediately said coldly: "What are you all doing in a daze? Quickly let go of the knife, it hurt Xihe, I want your heads to fall to the ground!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

All of them let go of their knives.

It really looks like a foolish lord doting on a demon concubine, is this all obedience?
But Jiang Yao is free and plans to pat her ass and leave.

After all, she is not a real demon concubine.

It's just that when I got up, I didn't notice that my wide skirt was stepped on by Mu Guhong, but I fell down again, and was caught by Mu Guhong. Unfortunately, it was her hand, which seemed to catch it. Something that shouldn't be caught.

In an instant, he let go like a hot potato.

However, Mu Guhong's voice was obviously a lot hoarse, as if he was trying his best to suppress some kind of aura.

Only in her breath.

"Xihe, seems reluctant to leave my embrace?"

I can't bear to be a big-headed ghost.

Can you let go of the paw on her waist?
"Your Majesty, here is too dark, don't you think it's inappropriate for us to stay here?" Jiang Yao suggested.

Mu Guhong nodded seriously: "I think so too, or is it more suitable for us to go back to bed?"

Jiang Yao: "..."

There is no way to have a pleasant chat at all, this is not the car to go to kindergarten at all.

But anyway, after she said it, Mu Guhong let her go.

This time Jiang Yao got up cautiously, nothing serious happened.

After standing up, he glanced around the underground palace, and finally his eyes rested on the funerary objects in the dragon coffin.

The eyes are straightened, as expected of the emperor, there are so many funeral objects, and the things carved out of gold, silver and jade are all lifelike, and the workmanship is exquisite and gorgeous. Royal products are high-quality products.

It just made her feel a little strange, Mu Guhong was alive and well, why did he build a dragon coffin? Moreover, it was a clothes tomb, and there was only a dragon robe in it. blood.

Jiang Yao stretched out her hand and couldn't help but touch the dragon robe.

(End of this chapter)