Chapter 38 The Sorrow of a Time-Traveling Woman (1)

Before Concubine Yun could sit down properly, she heard Cuiguo scream.

"ah,"

Cuiguo didn't even see how Muyan made her move. She only remembered that when she raised her hand in the air to hit down, her body flew into the air.

Then I felt the real pain of a broken bone.

Seeing this, the eunuch immediately opened his arms and stood in front of Concubine Yun, "Come here, take this bitch down."

The first voice he spoke was a sharp, piercing one, and his voice was trembling a little because of the fear of Mu Yan who was gradually approaching.

"A dog that takes advantage of others' power,"

After saying that, Mu Yan quickly stepped forward, grabbed the eunuch's neck and threw him out the door, hitting the guards who broke in.

"You, what do you want to do? You...if you dare to touch me, the emperor will not let you go."

Even the delicate makeup on Concubine Yun's face couldn't hide her fear of Mu Yan at this moment.

Mu Yan originally had no interest in this kind of minion, but she couldn't resist her willingness to die.

There is no reason not to deal with something that comes to your door.

After Mu Yan dealt with all the minions in the room, she went to look for the little kid before the useless emperor arrived.

"Wan Zi, is the original owner's space connected to that useless emperor?" Mu Yan looked at the little baby who was drooling while sleeping, and frowned in disgust.

Maruko: "No, although the Waste Emperor's space is derived from the original space, they are independent of each other."

After listening to this, Mu Yan put the little baby into the space with peace of mind.

"Boss, you can use the space for yourself. Although it's not one-tenth as good as mine, it can still be used to store miscellaneous items," Maruzai said, feeling proud unconsciously.

"If you keep beating around the bush, believe it or not, I'll make you crippled in minutes," Mu Yan had tolerated him for a while, and her muffled voice was even more disgusting than that dead eunuch.

"No, I won't do that anymore," the young man said in a firm and resolute voice.

Mu Yan came out of the Little Baby's Bedroom and was about to return to her own palace when she was surrounded by a group of burly guards.

"The emperor has ordered that she should be spared," the leading guard waved his hand, and the guards holding swords and spears were eager to step forward and capture her.

Mu Yan rolled up her wide embroidered robe a few times to make it easier for her to perform. "Come on together, don't waste my time."

"Ah," the guards rushed forward upon hearing Mu Yan's provocation.

A few seconds later,

"Ah," the painful cries startled the crows in the cold palace, which screamed loudly.

Wanzai rolled his eyes at the guards lying on the ground, "Useless."

After Muyan finished the battle, he went to the imperial kitchen in stealth to eat.

When I came out again, night had already fallen.

The Yangju Palace was filled with red candles, making the huge palace look no different from daytime.

"Your Majesty, you are bad," the woman's voice was as soft as water.

"I'm not a bad person, how could my beloved concubine like me?" Through the dragon-patterned tent, one could vaguely see the man's bony fingers sliding across the woman's snow-white shoulders.

The woman shook her shoulders tremblingly, raised her hands suddenly, and hooked them around the man's neck.

Before long, the sound of a woman's cloying moans and occasional groans of pleasure from a man could be heard from inside the dragon-patterned tent.

"Are you addicted to watching the live version? Count for yourself, how much you have watched," Maruzai felt that his life had been polluted again.

Mu Yan looked relaxed, sitting on a chair with her legs crossed. "Are you envious? It's a pity that I won't be able to see the day you put it into practice."

"You...you..." Maruzai was so angry that he directly turned on the do not disturb mode.

"Quite pure," Mu Yan chuckled.

Not long after, the fighting inside stopped and several eunuchs came in and left in an orderly manner carrying a quilt.

Mu Yan walked slowly to the bed and parted the dragon-patterned curtains. "Guess how many sons you can have in this life."

The next day,

Mu Yan was washing up when the door was kicked open and a man in a dragon robe strode in.

"Where's An'er? Where did you take him?"

Mu Yan wiped her face slowly and said, "She is my son. Of course I have to take care of her myself. Only then will I feel at ease."

"You" The man pointed at Mu Yan and said only one word before she interrupted him.

"I advise you to be nicer to me. If I get mad at you, you'll have no space left for me."

"Also, I don't like being locked up. Don't let those dog slaves follow me from now on. The door of my bedroom can be opened and closed at my pleasure."

Mu Yan looked up at him and asked, "Understand?"

Emperor Qing looked at the woman in front of him with suspicion. This woman must be crazy to dare to talk to him like this.

Mu Yan ignored the inquiry in his eyes, sat on the chair in front of the dining table, reached out and picked up a bun,

"If you understand, then go out. Unless I come to find you, I don't want to see you at other times."

She now has more important things to do than dealing with this useless emperor, so let him jump around for a while.

Before Emperor Qing ascended the throne, he always gave people the impression of being a gentle and elegant young man.

The cruelty in his eyes at this moment had never been seen on his face before he ascended the throne.

The space is still of great use to him. It won't be too late to deal with her after he completes his ambition of unifying the world.

"You'd better behave yourself, otherwise, I will never forgive you," Emperor Qing flicked his sleeves and left angrily.

Muyan stayed peacefully in the palace for three years. The little baby who could only babble at the beginning can now walk and chase after her, calling her mother.

During the three years of Emperor Qing's reign, dozens of concubines were added to the harem, bringing the total number of concubines to nearly a hundred. However, despite having so many concubines, none of them became pregnant in three years.

All the doctors in the Imperial Hospital took the dragon's pulse hundreds of times, and each time they came up with the same conclusion: "The dragon is fine."

Because Emperor Qing had no children, the court officials could only place their hopes on the three-year-old Yuan An.

Wanzai: "Boss, the old man Taifu is coming to your palace, most likely to ask you to send your child to him for teaching."

"Xiao Anzi, go and help your mother close the palace gate," the three-year-old kid immediately ran to close the door with his short legs.

"Mom, I turned it off," Yuan An trotted back to Mu Yan, breathing heavily, tilting his head back, his round eyes flashing with a look of seeking praise.

Muyan plucked a grape and handed it to him, "This is a reward for you, eat it."

"Thank you, mother." Yuan An's chubby little hands were just big enough to hold a grape. He happily took the grape with both hands and started to chew it.

Wanzai: ...If you had gone to school for a few days, you wouldn't have been fooled by a grape.