"I can't walk anymore, uncle~"

When everyone heard Mu Wushuang say this, everyone's mouths twitched. You said that if Mu Wushuang is good-looking, you can act coquettishly, but you are ugly and fat. Can you be stronger?

Although her coquettish voice sounded very delicate, like a tickling in her heart, as long as she saw her fat body and twisted face, no matter how beautiful the sound was, it would still induce vomiting.

However, what was unexpected again was that the Regent was not annoyed and did not drag the disgusting Mu Wushuang down and beheaded. Although the Regent's face was expressionless and there was no joy or anger, he took out a green jade bottle beyond everyone's expectations and handed it to Mu Wushuang through the guards.

"This is the elixir of Qiankun Pavilion!"

"Depending on the color of the bottle, this is a fourth-grade elixir!"

"Oh my God, the Regent gave Mu Wushuang the fourth-grade elixir?"

"The Regent gave the fourth-grade pill worth more than 100,000 taels of silver?"

People stared at the bottle of pills given to Mu Wushuang by the guards. They saw her put the pills into her mouth after receiving them, making it impossible for everyone to see what pills the Regent gave her.

However, seeing that her expression quickly recovered from rosy and the exposed wounds on her body gradually healed, she knew that it should be a fourth-grade callus pill, which had the miraculous effect of healing and recovering blood.

Many people think it is a waste of resources. This is a fourth-grade pill. It is a waste to bring back seriously injured and dead people from the gate of hell. It is a waste to eat Mu Wushuang, who has lost too much blood.

"Thank you, Shuang'er, thank you, the emperor!" Mu Wushuang smiled brightly. At least she knew she had no worries about her life. Although she didn't know why the emperor saved her, since she could spend such expensive elixirs to save her, she would definitely not let her fall into the hands of Ximen Kangzhi again.

"come over."

The curtain of the sedan chair had been put down at some point, and the shocking and silence inside was taciturn. He repeated the previous words, and his tone was still as plain as water.

"Uncle Emperor, I have weak legs!"

Mu Wushuang sat on the ground and didn't move, wanting to try the limits of the emperor's patience with her.

As soon as she said this, countless people hated the chills, especially the guards of Long Moshen, who had goose bumps, and they wanted to press her fat face to the ground to rub it so that she could not defile their master.

After a while, it seemed like a few breaths, and then it seemed like several centuries, the surroundings were silent, and the needles could be heard.

At this time, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted up again, revealing Long Moshen's handsome and sharp face as evil as he was.

His temperament was cold, like a moving iceberg. Sanqian ink hair was wearing a purple-gold jade crown and a dark black suit. However, no matter how dark the color was, it could not suppress his kingly aura. His eyes were as frost as he was, and his handsome face had a breathtaking light, which was hard to look directly at. Many people would subconsciously lower their heads when they saw him.

He actually looked at Mu Wushuang a few times, then got into a wheelchair and slowly came towards her.

Mu Wushuang glanced at his disabled legs and his eyes returned to his face like a flower of the high mountain. His legs had not yet atrophy, which means he could be cured.

Such a perfect person, what a pity it is to be disabled, right?

Of course, even in a wheelchair, he did not lose any of his aura.

This man was born invincible and powerful.

"Uncle Emperor!"

At this moment, Ximen Kang quickly stood up with a grudge. He could not let Mu Wushuang find the backstage. He could not afford to offend someone like Long Moshen, so he could only take advantage of this to get Mu Wushuang and get the tiger talisman.

"Greetings to the emperor, my nephew is here to capture the remnants of the rebellion. I don't know that the emperor's uncle has arrived. My nephew apologizes to the emperor!"

Ximen Kang was very modest in his attitude and bowed deeply to Long Mo.

"Remnant? The fourth brother, are you talking about my young fiancée?"

Long Moshen's expression was calm, his voice was low and magnetic, and he was indescribable and cold, but the content in his words made people widen their eyes and thought there was something wrong with his ears.

What did they hear? The Regent actually admitted that Mu Wushuang was his fiancée?
Chapter completed!