Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

Four days before Mo Qixiu's birthday, the sixth prince of the Ming Dynasty was killed in the street.

Although the imperial guards acted as soon as they received the news, they still couldn't find the murderer who stabbed him in the street.

That large group of people seemed to evaporate from the world.

The Sixth Prince's fear was still engraved on his body, and everyone was guessing who this man who dared to challenge the prestige of the Ming Dynasty was.

Why does he have such confidence?

And who can make the sixth prince so terrified?

The new emperor was furious and blocked the whole city, and officers and soldiers searched from house to house.

For a moment, the entire Sifang City was surrounded by a tense atmosphere.

"It's really a crime. The new emperor said on his birthday that he will make a big fuss, and the whole city will follow him, and now the city is going to be closed. You can't get out, you can't get in, and the officers and soldiers search for it every day. How can you live in this day?"

"If you want me to tell you, the death of the sixth prince deserves more than a crime! During the past few days in Dongyang Kingdom, he bumped into many ordinary people, and some children were trampled to death by his horse! How did the new emperor take care of it? Now that there are no people, it's like a dead son. !"

"If you want me to say, the new emperor is too incompetent! When Emperor Wenwu was alive, there was no room for other countries to be presumptuous!"

The complaints of the people in the corner were overheard by Luo Miao, who was basking in the sun on the roof.

If they knew that Emperor Wenwu lived in the house behind them, they would probably be scared to death.

"Girl, my lord is looking for you."

But with a cup of tea, the meteor will come to urge people.

Luo Miao patted the dirt on his clothes and quickly jumped down: "What do you want from me?"

"My lord is losing his temper."

Luo Miao said: "No."

Why did she want to be cannon fodder?

"If you go, adults will not scold you, but if you don't go, someone will suffer."

[Host, happiness value. 】

"it is good."

Seeing that Luo Miao agreed, Meteor breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know if she was thinking too much, but Luo Miao always felt that the closer to Mo Yunliu, the lower the temperature.

Dozens of people stood at the door.

Seeing Luo Miao, a group of mourners cast grateful glances one after another.

The savior has finally come!

"Are you still angry?" Luo Miao asked cautiously with half of her body hidden behind the door and half of her head exposed.

The familiar soft voice made Mo Yunliu who was about to fall ill froze for a moment: "Why, they asked you to be a lobbyist?"

Mo Yunliu looked at her heavily, his black pupils gradually receding from the coldness, leaving only a cold air.

Look, it's useless.

Luo Miao turned her head to look at the abused Yan Baba people, telling them with her eyes that she was powerless.

"Girl, you have to believe in yourself! Just make the leader happy!" The devil's cultist simply pushed her in.

Luo Miao, who was driven away from the shelves, could only walk over as if nothing had happened, standing stiffly, not knowing what to do.

She has never been very good at coaxing people, but in the past few days in Sifang City, she has seen how some women coax men.

But are those methods useful to Mo Yunliu?

[How will you know if you don't try it, host the duck! 】

"Ah."

She pursed her lips, walked over, put her arms around his neck and fell directly into his arms, and said in a pinched voice: "This young man is so handsome, I want to talk with you by candlelight and spend a good night together."

Extremely quiet.

Mo Yunliu clasped her waist with force, and the corners of his blurred eyes twitched twice: "Who taught you?"

You can tell at a glance that she doesn't understand.

As long as you know something, you won't act so dishonestly.

"Learn from outside, when those girls say that, men will be very happy."

Mo Yunliu was helpless: "Do you know where that is?"

"A place where men look for pleasure."

He stared at her silently, and sighed softly: "Why are you still so white until now?"

A little sad.