Mu Ran was a little impatient as he played with his ears.
If Xiao Liu is not dealt with quickly, sooner or later Wei Qing will be directly sentenced to death by him.
Mu Ran had a headache, he said that he would never figure out what Xiao Liu wanted to do.
Seeing his sloppy appearance, Niu Ye was furious.
Leng Weiyuan is trying to show him face on purpose?
"Leng Weiyuan, what exactly do you mean?"
The same rampant tone as in the past made Mu Ran slam his lips.
He didn't lower his voice, but deliberately made the smacking louder.
That voice made Niu Ye's face turn blue, it was so ugly.
Leng Weiyuan is getting more and more annoying!
Xiao Liu was anxious, he looked at Mu Ran cautiously.
Why why can't the emperor look happy?
Obviously, he is helping him
The emperor has changed, and has become different from usual.
Xiao Liu's drooping eyelids darkened.
"Okay, isn't it just a box of Xueqing ointment? I will reward it to Wei Qing." Mu Ran waved his hand casually, he was quite satisfied with his decision.
In this way, not only can Wei Qing's matter be resolved, but he can also use Xueqing Ointment freely.
Niu Ye was not satisfied with his decision.
He gritted his teeth, thinking in his heart that Mu Ran was showing off in front of him on purpose.
Damn Leng Weiyuan!
Is this telling him that in the face of such a big problem, can he solve it with a wave of his hand?
Abominable¡ª¡ª
Niu Ye gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but left angrily on his face.
Mu Ran looked at his back, curled his lips, and complained in a low voice: "Why is it the same as usual? Even the walking back looks like a rampaging cow"
The imperial physicians gave Xueqing ointment to Wei Qing, and Wei Qing was sent to his room by the guards.
Mu Ran walked into the room, and the one who entered the room with him naturally had Xiao Liu.
Xiao Liu stepped into the room and knelt down on the ground with a plop.
Mu Ran turned around slowly, and Danfeng looked at him with slightly raised eyes: "Xiao Liu, why do you remember to kneel down so much?"
"Slave, I know my mistake" Xiao Liu put his hands on the ground, his head resting on them, and his back was deeply bent.
His heavy breathing resounded in the air, and the bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down drop by drop on his forehead, wet the carpet,
Mu Ran tilted his head, laughed softly, sat on the chair, Erlang raised his legs high: "Say, what's wrong with you."
Xiao Liu swallowed his saliva, and said: "Slave, I shouldn't have secretly put Xueqing ointmentin Wei Qing's room"
"And then?" Mu Ran's playful voice, with silent oppression, pushed Xiao Liu's back even lower.
Xiao Liu suddenly panicked.
Tongren trembled in a panic, not understanding what Mu Ran meant.
"Emperor, Your Majesty I don't understand what you mean."
"Don't understand?" Mu Ran suddenly stopped his lazy tone, and suddenly became indifferent and serious, "Do you not understand, or do you do it on purpose!"
The high-pitched tone contained anger.
Xiao Liu's body trembled, and the sweat rolled down his forehead more and more fiercely.
Even so, he still held on, saying: "Slave, I don't know¡ª"
"I don't know?" Mu Ran picked up the teacup at hand, smashed it on his head, and stood up angrily, "Do you not know, or dare not?!"
The teacup fell, and the light yellow tea inside spilled out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com