The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 179 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 6.0
As soon as Guan Fengyue said these words, the atmosphere became strangely silent, and Murong Yun's charming feeling just now disappeared. He lightly shook his hands, and there seemed to be a warm and delicate touch in his palms.

Liu Qingyan covered her lips, with disapproval in her eyes, she stepped forward, stood beside Murong Yun, folded her hands in front of her belly, and said in a stern tone: "How can Guan promise to talk to the emperor like this? This is disrespectful!"

"Disrespect?" Guan Fengyue turned her head sideways, looked at Murong Yun, and smiled with her lips curled up. She smiled loosely and carelessly, with the corners of her eyes slightly raised, and there was endless charm in every frown and smile.

She leaned forward, put her hand on Murong Yun's chest, and slid it lightly, with a soft voice: "Does the emperor feel the same way?"

While speaking, she raised her eyes to look at him, sparkling in her eyes, charming and charming amidst the starlight, like a thousand-year-old fox in the mountains and fields, captivating people's hearts and souls.

Murong Yun was stunned for a moment, a sense of hotness rose from his body, her soft words and charming appearance could be heard in his ears, which for no reason reminded him of the nighttime sex with her before, her low breath and blurred eyes.

His heart subconsciously softened, and his eyes on Guan Fengyue softened a lot.

Liu Qingyan noticed the change in Murong Yun, bit her lip, and took the initiative to hold Murong Yun's hand: "The state has state laws, and the palace has palace rules. The rules in this palace are dead."

Guan Fengyue was about to say something, but someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her over. She raised her eyes and looked into his eyes, which were dark and intoxicating.

"It's too close." Murong Qing lowered his eyelids to look at her, he seemed to be in a bad mood, and his thin lips were pursed.

Guan Fengyue:? ? ?

How could she remember that in the original owner's memory, she had no contact with this fifth prince. Where did this fifth prince come from? Why does she look at her now like a husband who witnessed his wife's cheating?

Murong Yun's face darkened in time, he stretched out his hand to grab Guan Fengyue's other arm, without any doubt: "Come here."

"Let go." Murong Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Murong Yun grabbing Guan Fengyue's hand, narrowing his eyes slightly, there was a little danger in his eyes.

What he said was justified, and what he said was also justified. Seeing his appearance, Murong Yun laughed angrily.How did he remember that Guan Fengyue seemed to be his concubine?
"Your Majesty..." Liu Qingyan stood on the spot with a slightly astonished expression. She never thought that the usually calm Emperor would openly confront Murong Qing because of Guan Fengyue.

Murong Yun firmly held Guan Fengyue's hand, while staring at Murong Qing coldly, usually he would fight with him for everything, power only focused on money, would he even fight with him for a woman he didn't want now?

The woman he doesn't want, others don't want to get their hands on.

Murong Qing didn't even look at him, seeing that he hurt Guan Fengyue, he frowned, pinched his arm, and said in a bad tone, "Let go."

"The fifth brother should let go, right?!" Murong Yun didn't notice Guan Fengyue's expression at all, he pulled the corner of his mouth and said sharply.

The two were in a stalemate, and neither of them wanted to let go first.

Guan Fengyue, who was caught in the middle, raised her eyebrows, and they quarreled when they quarreled, why did they bring her along?
Seeing that they still had no results, Guan Fengyue became impatient, and she looked at them coldly: "Let go."

Seeing that she was angry, Murong Qing obediently let go of her hand.

"Your Majesty, let go." Guan Fengyue's patience was exhausted, she frowned, looked at Murong Yun who was still holding onto her tightly, and thought about where to teach him to be a man.

Murong Yun looked at her for a while, then let go of her hand, and took a step back.

Guan Fengyue rubbed her red wrist and said coldly, "Your Majesty, let these kneeling people get up first."

Murong Yun waved his hand, he looked at Guan Fengyue, remembered her eyes just now, pursed his lips, feeling a little complicated.

He suddenly couldn't remember what Guan Fengyue looked like before, but he could feel that she was no longer the same as before.

After such an experience, the bandaged wound on Guan Fengyue's neck opened again. This wound opened when she threw Zhiliu out of the courtyard, but she didn't take it seriously.

Now the wound was opened a little more, and the gauze was stained with blood, and she became a little dizzy.

Zhao Liuer quietly observed Guan Fengyue, seeing her pale face, she subconsciously took two steps forward.

Xiaoqing, who was standing behind Guan Fengyue, stood up and supported Guan Fengyue who was swaying: "Ma'am, are you okay?"

Guan Fengyue shook her head and looked at Murong Yun. Because of her injury, her complexion looked extremely bad, and her lips were not as red as before, but a little pale.

She looked at Murong Yun, and smiled mockingly: "The emperor is here to settle accounts with me, right?"

"It's a pity that the emperor has to wait for a while." She coughed twice, her thin body was a little unsteady, she lowered her eyelids, with a lonely expression: "If the emperor is patient, you can actually wait for a while, maybe a little longer Time, the person who bores you, will disappear completely."

They all knew what she meant, Murong Yun subconsciously took a step forward, for some reason, the thought of her leaving made his chest ache.

Guan Fengyue twitched the corners of her mouth, and smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, how do you want to punish me? Just say it now. After my body recovers a little, I will naturally go back and do it."

"You..." Murong Yun looked hesitant, he clenched his hands tightly, with complicated emotions.

A sense of dizziness struck, and Guan Fengyue's eyes began to darken. She subconsciously fell backwards, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

Before losing consciousness, she was embraced by Murong Qing, she looked at him and slowly closed her eyes.

Murong Qing looked down at Guan Fengyue who fell into a coma, and panicked for no reason in his heart, he picked up Guan Fengyue and strode out.

"Murong Qing!"

Murong Qing was stopped by someone, and the guards in the palace stood in front of him, with their hands on the saber around his waist.

"Go away!" Murong Qing shouted sharply as the panic in his heart became more and more intense.

The guards were intimidated by his aura, and they subconsciously took a step back, not daring to stop him.

Their indecision angered Murong Yun.This is his Murong Yun's palace, and the people are also his Murong Yun's people, how can he let him come whenever he says, and take people away when he wants to!

That was his concubine, if he took it away, what would his face be?
Murong Qing turned his head to look at him, his eyes were extremely cold: "Murong Yun, please do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward and left with Guan Fengyue in his arms.

Murong Yun clasped his hands tightly, and he kicked the head guard who was stunned on the spot: "Trash!"

How dare he?
How dare?So arrogant!He endured him for five full years!
As a result, he still looks like this now. He doesn't know how many unknown forces he still has. For the sake of the country's stability, he can only endure it.

But until now...

Murong Yun looked coldly at the direction Murong Qing left, gritted his teeth, and clenched his hands tightly.

(End of this chapter)