This villain has become a ghost

Feng Ning still insisted on his principle and said, "No."

"You...rebellious guard, be careful or I will ask His Majesty to punish you!" Murong Jin said righteously with his hands on his hips.

Feng Ning: "Oh."

"you!"

Murong Jin's eyes widened, and he was about to get angry.

Suddenly, Nangong Mingzhu's cold yet pleasant voice sounded, and the icy voice was dull and indifferent.

"What a big scene, Lanpin."

Hearing this voice, Murong Jin put down his hand, adjusted his posture back to normal, and slightly restrained his expression.

Nangong Mingzhu, with a cold and weary aura, came in front of the two of them in a flash, glanced at them casually, and there was a hint of chill in his majesty.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." Murong Jin curved her eyebrows.

Feng Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, "I'll take my leave first!"

"Don't go, little guard," Murong Jin grabbed his arm, winked at him, and said with a smile, "There's nothing you can't listen to."

Feng Ning: “!!!”

Your Majesty, please don't be like this. I think we are being a little too ambiguous. Please keep your distance.

If you want to harm me, just say it.

His face looked grim as if he had eaten a fly, and he asked, "My Lady, have you washed your hands?"

Murong Jin: “…”

Murong Jin still kept smiling.

Feng Ning looked at her in distress as she grabbed his arm, and cautiously cast his gaze towards Nangong Mingzhu.

But he looked indifferent, his expression didn't change at all, and he was even slightly absent-minded, as if immersed in his own world.

What are you thinking about?

Feng Ning sighed and said sincerely, "Your Majesty, it was all my fault just now. Please forgive me."

"What's the point of forgiving or not forgiving? I'm just teasing you. I'm not really angry." Murong Jin still held his arm tightly, with a beautiful curve at the corner of her lips and her eyes curved into crescent shapes.

She said in a light tone, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? I haven't seen you for several days..."

Feng Ning was horrified and quickly interrupted her, saying, "My Lady, I really should leave!"

Murong Jin raised an eyebrow and suddenly said loudly, "Your Majesty, does Guard Feng... have something important to do?"

Nangong Mingzhu finally came to his senses and said nonchalantly, "No, you can stay."

Feng Ning: “…”

Woo woo woo, he just wants to get off work, is it that difficult?

Murong Jin was satisfied and looked at Feng Ning like a winner.

The corners of her eyes curled slightly, her eyes full of curiosity. She turned her gaze towards Nangong Mingzhu and sighed:

"Your Majesty...you seem to be in a good mood today."

Feng Ning was shocked.

Look at this expressionless face with extreme indifference. How can you tell that he is in a good mood?

Murong Jin has always been good at observing people's words and expressions, and she believes that she will not be wrong.

Nangong Mingzhu was usually completely crazy, but today all that hostility had dissipated.

It is better to be indifferent than to be crazy.

Nangong Mingzhu curled his knuckles slightly, without raising his eyes, but only said one sentence:

"Nothing to do with you."

Murong Jin had long been accustomed to this person's cold attitude. He curled his lips, his eyes unclear, and said:

"Since Your Majesty is in a good mood, I will tell you some unfortunate news."

Nangong Mingzhu finally raised his calm eyes and said, "Speak."

"News has come from Chiyu that the Chiyu King is critically ill and will not live long. Murong Chuan has become the new Chiyu King and has already issued an order to annex other tribes, starting with Chiyu."

Murongchuan?

He has no power or influence in Chihe, and survives in the cracks between the forces of Murong Huai and Murong Jin. How can he take power?

Nangong Mingzhu frowned slightly, his eyes dimmed, and said, "Continue."

"He secretly formed an alliance with the Yinmai tribe, controlling the power of me and Murong Huai. So far, Madam Wulan's side has been weaker, and Murong Huai and Murong Chuan are competing against each other."

"However, the two of them reached a subtle consensus on annexing other tribes, so Murong Huai did not take any action on this matter."

The Silver Mastiff Tribe is second only to the Red Plover Tribe among the thirty-six tribes of Chiyu. If the two strongest tribes join forces to annex other small tribes, their chances of winning are obvious.

It turns out that Murong Chuan is a person who pretends to be a pig but wants to eat the tiger.

Nangong Mingzhu said indifferently: "This is a bad thing for you, but not for me."

Anyway, it’s Chiyu’s internal strife. As long as it doesn’t affect Daying, he has no interest in intervening.

"Your Majesty, please don't say that," Murong Jin lowered her eyelids to hide the glint in her eyes, and said softly, "I plan to return to Chihe secretly. That way, Your Majesty won't be able to see me. Isn't that a bad thing?"

Nangong Mingzhu's beautiful eyes suddenly shone with a dangerous light, and with a chill comparable to winter, he said:

"... Stop pretending. I've known for a long time that you have great ambitions. You should know why I spared your life."

"If you want to leave, go ahead. Your life or death has nothing to do with me."

"Your Majesty is so cruel..." Murong Jin pretended to be aggrieved.

She rolled her eyes, then suddenly smiled brightly. She looked at Feng Ning and said, "What about Guard Feng? Will he miss me? Are you willing to go with me?"

You don't have to.

Feng Ning was horrified and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "My Queen! Please stop talking!"

Deserved.

"How boring," Murong Jin shook her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "Alright, since Guard Feng wants to leave so much, I won't..."

...I stopped you.

Before he could finish his words, Feng Ning disappeared at an extremely fast speed, without even leaving a gust of wind.

Murong Jin: “…”

Depend on.

So fast.

In a hurry to reincarnate.

Nangong Mingzhu frowned slightly, looking a little impatient. He glanced at her and said, "Are you not leaving yet?"

"The date will be set for a few days. Your Majesty, there's no need to rush." Murong Jin continued to ignore his cold attitude. Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes as she smiled. "But before I leave, I'd like to do Your Majesty another favor."

"No need." Nangong Mingzhu was about to turn around and leave.

Murong Jin said calmly, "Aiya, Your Majesty, please don't be impatient. Let me finish what I have to say first..."

"...Your Majesty is in a good mood today, but did you go to see your sweetheart?"

Nangong Mingzhu paused, his breath became colder, and his inky pupils were bottomless.

Murong Jin knew that he might have hit upon his concern. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and he covered his lips and continued:

"Your Majesty, you have always been indifferent to all the concubines in the harem, except for the virtuous concubine. However, I have seen... the virtuous concubine is very much like your subordinate. You don't even have her in your eyes."

"Your Majesty knows my abilities. It's not difficult for me to find out some things, such as... a certain name that cannot be mentioned..."