Chapter 251 The Tyrant Emperor Is Injured, a Good Opportunity for Revenge?

Yunyan'er's voice is like a mosquito, so low that it can't be heard.

This sound is soft and waxy, charming to the bone.

Qin Mu directly picked up her slender and soft waist, and in a flash, he appeared in Weiyang Palace in the next moment.

At this time, Zhao Wanrong was still in a daze in the inner hall of Weiyang Palace.

First, she didn't know where she was going, and second, she didn't dare to leave without Qin Mu's order.

But she said she was in a daze, but she was actually practicing quietly.

Although Qin Mu was so powerful that she could only look up and see no hope of revenge, it did not mean that she gave up.

She must practice hard, become stronger, and take revenge as soon as possible.

She believed that as long as she persisted, one day she would become strong enough.

Moreover, the elixir that Qin Mu gave her was extremely mysterious. Every time it was used for a week, she could obtain unimaginable benefits.

Even for Zhao Wanrong, the top genius of the Zhao family, this is definitely a great blessing.

This makes her more confident and motivated for the future.

She sat cross-legged on the futon with her eyes closed tightly, and her whole body exuded a hazy halo, like a holy jade girl.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came.

The next moment, the door was kicked open, and a cold wind swept in, blowing on Zhao Wanrong.

Zhao Wanrong woke up from her practice, opened her beautiful eyes and looked towards the door, and saw Qin Mu walking in with a stunning beauty whose dress was half faded.

The man is extraordinarily handsome and heroic, while the woman is peerless in elegance and captivates the country.

The two stand together like a match made in heaven, a perfect match.

Especially when she saw Qin Mu holding the stunning beauty in his arms like a princess, she was stunned.

This style of painting seems wrong!

This faint king actually shows compassion and cherishes the jade?

When Zhao Wanrong thought about her experience yesterday, a hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of her mouth.

There was a tingling feeling in her heart, which made her feel a little dazed, as if she was ashamed of herself.

"His Majesty......"

Zhao Wanrong murmured to herself, seeming to be in some kind of daze.

"Huh?" Qin Mu looked at Zhao Wanrong and frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Wanrong quickly shook her head and regained consciousness, her heartbeat was beating violently and her pretty face was red.

She couldn't help but glance at the woman in Qin Mu's arms, and felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart.

But soon Zhao Wanrong was shocked and quickly looked away, no longer looking at Qin Mu and the woman in his arms.

What's going on?

Zhao Wanrong couldn't help being stunned.

When did I have such strange emotions towards this Hunjun?

Zhao Wanrong sighed secretly and quickly shook away the distracting thoughts in her mind.

This foolish king is moody, cruel and mediocre, and is his biggest enemy in this life.

How can such emotions arise?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wanrong took a deep breath, calmed her mind, and tried to forget the inexplicable emotion just now.

Then, she looked at Qin Mu.

This foolish king walked in with a woman in his arms. What did he want to do?

She had some guesses in her mind, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After all, this foolish king is uncertain, and he might say something wrong, and if he is offended, he will die without a burial place.

But she didn't dare to speak, but some people didn't want to be silent.

"Your Majesty, you were... with this sister last night."

Yun Yan'er glanced at Zhao Wanrong, wrapped her jade arms around Qin Mu's neck, and slapped her warm breath on Qin Mu's face, exhaling like orchid, charming all living beings:

"This sister looks so mature, she must know a lot..."

After she finished speaking, she gave Zhao Wanrong a half-smiling look.

Zhao Wanrong's pretty face turned red and she glared at Yun Yan'er with shame and anger.

This vixen!

She cursed inwardly.

Talking about maturity is clearly a disguised way of saying she is old!

Zhao Wanrong gritted her teeth, but she had no choice but to lower her head and ignore Yun Yan'er.

She was upset now and really had no intention of quarreling with others.

Moreover, the other party was obviously more pleasing to the Hunjun, so she would not bring trouble on herself.

Sure enough, Qin Mu burst out laughing after hearing this, caressing Yun Yan'er's smooth face, and praised: "As expected of my Yan'er, she is so smart."

Zhao Wanrong was dumbfounded upon hearing this, and most of the shame and anger that originally arose because of what Yun Yan'er said immediately disappeared.

Qin Mu's doting on Yun Yan'er was simply extraordinary. She simply couldn't believe that the tyrannical, ruthless, murderous, lustful, and evil king in front of her could actually have such a gentle and considerate side.

This simply subverted her outlook on life and even caused her to hallucinate.

Zhao Wanrong felt jealous and envious.

"Your Majesty, who is this sister?"

Yun Yan'er looked at Zhao Wanrong and asked with a smile.

Qin Mu put Yun Yan'er down, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Her name is Zhao Wanrong, and she is a direct descendant of the Zhao family.

"Oh? She turns out to be the daughter of a noble family. No wonder she has such a noble and elegant temperament."

Yun Yan'er smiled sweetly, moved lightly, reached out to grab Zhao Wanrong's little hand, rubbed Zhao Wanrong's soft palm with her weak and boneless palm, and giggled:

"Sister, you are so beautiful. His Majesty likes you so much. We must get along well in the future."

Zhao Wanrong's heart trembled, and her cheeks were on fire.

This vixen is so coquettish!

Zhao Wanrong cursed inwardly, but could not refuse Yun Yan'er's approach.

She did not dare to neglect and forced a smile: "In front of my sister, my thin and delicate appearance is nothing. We should help and support each other."

"Hehe..." Yun Yan'er said coquettishly: "Thank you first, sister!"

Zhao Wanrong's face froze, and she felt helpless, but she could only continue to smile.

She knew her identity and status very well. She had no right to compete with Yun Yan'er for favor, so she could only try her best to please her.

Today she saw what the harem was like. This woman seemed delicate, but she was full of provocations and tit-for-tat when she spoke.

And most importantly, she could not see through the other party's cultivation strength.

This made Zhao Wanrong even more afraid, not knowing what level the other party had reached.

She had to be on guard, otherwise she might be stabbed from behind one day and lose her life.

However, Zhao Wanrong was on guard in her heart, but she didn't show it on the surface. After a conversation with Yun Yan'er, they had a good chat, just like best friends.

On the other side, Qin Mu looked at the two girls with interest.

It seems that no matter which world they are in, girls are born actors. There are eight people in a dormitory and seven groups, all of whom are acting geniuses.

"Cough... cough cough..." At this time, Qin Mu coughed a few more times, and even his breathing became a little louder.

Yun Yan'er's pretty face turned pale, and she hurried forward to pat his back to relieve his breath, her pretty face full of worry.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" She asked with concern, staring at Qin Mu with a pair of watery eyes, her eyes full of heartache.

"It's okay." Qin Mu smiled and waved his hand.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wanrong's eyes flickered, and a hint of doubt emerged in her heart.

This tyrant... is he injured? Otherwise, why would he suddenly cough, and even have signs of being out of breath?

In an instant, countless speculations flooded into her mind.

The more Zhao Wanrong thought about it, the more she was sure of it.

And what Qin Mu said next confirmed her thoughts.

"I want to retreat to heal my wounds, and no one is allowed to disturb me." Qin Mu stroked his forehead with one hand, and said in a rather weak tone.

Zhao Wanrong was slightly shocked when she heard this.

This tyrant was actually injured....

Isn't this a great opportunity for revenge?

Zhao Wanrong's beautiful eyes flickered, and her thoughts raced.