The Boss is Very Busy

I don't know how long I spent in this repressed and silent atmosphere, when the dark guards began to sweat.

The man finally spoke.

Jun Yushu's jade-rooted hands covered the book, he slowly picked up the book and put it aside, his white slender fingers tapped the tabletop unhurriedly.

The prince's voice was low and cold, and his tone was slow: "This king knows, you can go out."

Finally liberated.

The dark guard breathed a sigh of relief, and when he could not wait to leave the room immediately, he heard the master's indifferent voice again. He immediately stopped, turning his head in sweat, and groaning in his heart.

He still respected: "The subordinate is here."

Jun Yushu's slender wrists are tucked into the white sleeves, and his eyes are hidden in the white silk.

"You send someone to keep an eye on it. If something goes wrong, report it to this king as soon as possible."

Hearing this, the dark guard couldn't help being stunned.

trouble?

In which case is a problem?

He carefully looked at the snow-white, breezy prince, and did not dare to ask, so he nodded tremblingly: "Subordinates obey."

After the dark guard retreated, Jun Yushu still sat there quietly, holding the teacup between his fingers, and slowly rubbing it, the tea was cold, and the touch of the fingertips was slightly cool.

Indoors, silent.

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The moonlight was thick, the moonlight was clear and cold, hanging high in the sky, the sedan chair was full of complicated and luxurious patterns, the servants put down the sedan chair, the curtain was pulled open, and the people inside were supported by the servants to get off the sedan chair.

Seeing Yao Xiao's sullen face, the attendant glanced at him and asked cautiously.

"Master, are you okay?"

Not asking.

The question provoked Yao Xiao's anger again, and today's incident was considered as embarrassing. He glared over and kicked the attendant's butt, his face turned black.

"Should I let you have a taste?"

The attendant was kicked to the ground, and he backed away in fright after hearing the words, with a trembling voice: "Master, please spare your life."

Yao Xiao hadn't moved yet, and mist suddenly appeared around him, and gradually the mist filled his eyes, almost obstructing his vision.

Yao Xiao's expression was dazed, and his brows were frowned.

The fog blurred his vision, and the figures of the attendants beside him gradually disappeared.

Yao Xiao walked a few steps forward, frowning, his tone impatient: "Where are you all dead?"

No one answered, the fog grew thicker and thicker. Yao Xiao looked around, only then panicked.

He hurriedly turned around, trying to return to the sedan chair.

But after a few steps, the shadow of the sedan chair is not completely invisible.

A cold sweat broke out on Yao Xiao's forehead. He clearly remembered that the sedan chair was right next to him, so people were fine, but how could such a big sedan chair easily disappear out of thin air.

Yao Xiao was trembling all over, and he was in the white mist, his blurred vision could not see anything except the mist.

He wanted to run away, but for some reason, he couldn't use his strength at all.

Yao Xiao's footsteps stood firmly on the spot, but there was an inexplicable sound of footsteps behind him, everyone stiffened and his eyes widened.

Can't go forward, nor dare to look back.

Until the sound of footsteps behind me got closer and closer, it was almost in my ears.

The cold sweat drew down his cheeks, and he opened his mouth to realize that he couldn't even make a sound. He closed his eyes tightly until he felt his pants moist and a strange smell came from his nose.

MuMian frowned and looked at him with disgust.

Scared directly into incontinence?

She moved smoothly and mercilessly, and directly took the wooden stick in her hand to the person's neck.

Yao Xiao sturdyly took a stick and fell to the ground and passed out.