121. Returning to the Summoning of His Majesty Fengcheng
The quiet Mu Zhai was obviously a little different from a few months ago.
As soon as Mu Ruyue walked in, she almost collided with Li Lu who was coming out. When he looked up, he happened to see the girl standing in front of him. His eyes lit up slightly: "Master, are you back? His Majesty sent someone to call you just now.
He has ordered you to enter the palace, and he has already summoned the Ghost King."
Enter the palace?
Mu Ruyue frowned slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
For some reason, she felt a little uneasy in her heart. Will something happen when she enters the palace this time?
"By the way, Li Lu, if I don't come back for a long time, go to the Qingyunmen's headquarters here and find an old man named Mr. Zhao and ask him to go to the palace to find me."
After saying this, she turned around and walked out of the door without any further pause.
Li Lu was startled for a moment and looked at Mu Ruyue in surprise. Could it be that the master was related to the people from the Qingyun Sect? No wonder she had so many marrow-cleansing elixirs.
From the outside, the palace looks splendid and extremely luxurious. How many people know how much bloodshed this small palace door hides? How many women's youth has been buried.
The palace gates along the way are as deep as the sea. From now on, freedom is a passerby.
Mu Ruyue thought of the elegant and charming Concubine Ya, and sighed slightly. She was the poor woman who was blocked by a small palace gate.
Yet so deplorable.
Just when Mu Ruyue entered the palace gate, countless guards in brocade clothes jumped out from the side, with swords in their hands pointing at her body, surrounding her.
Looking at these people, Mu Ruyue had a sneer on her lips. She had a hunch that there would be nothing good in the old emperor summoning her this time.
If Wuchen hadn't been here, she wouldn't have fallen into the tiger's mouth.
"Is this your Majesty's way of hospitality?"
Mu Ruyue slowly raised her head, her cold gaze fell on the golden robe through the crowd, and the sarcastic smile on her lips became even worse.
"I have no choice, this is an order from above," Ziyue Emperor sneered, his old face was cold and solemn, and he said in a cold voice, "Miss Mu, I hope you will cooperate with us well, the boss knows that you will not agree to my purchase casually.
invitation, so let me invite you over in this way."
His words were commandingly cold, and the majesty of the emperor was unmistakable at this moment.
Suddenly, Mu Ruyue laughed, her smile was beautiful, but her eyes were cold: "Where is Wuchen!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a surprised voice came from behind the Ziyue Emperor: "Madam."
Then he saw a line of purple clothes cut through the sky and quickly landed in front of Mu Ruyue.
She looked at this long-lost handsome face, and her heart trembled slightly. God knows how much she missed this man these months outside, and it became a habit for him to wake her up with his clean voice every day.
Sometimes habits are terrible. Once you get used to someone, it's hard to lose them.
"You shouldn't be here."
In a daze, Mu Ruyue seemed to hear a whisper. The voice was evil and helpless, but when she tried to listen hard, it had already disappeared.
As if it was just her imagination...
"Madam," Ye Wuchen held her hand tightly and blocked her behind him. He glared at the people who surrounded them with his pure eyes and said childishly, "You are not allowed to bully me.
Lady."
His eyes were like a wolf and a tiger, full of vigilance, for fear that these people would hurt the girl behind him.