Senior sister Bai Yueguang has picked up the BE male second script

There were too many questions, so Mu Qing simply sat at the table and poured a glass of water and talked slowly.

"This is the Sheng Kingdom two thousand years ago."

Gu Lingfeng opened his eyes wide, "The country that was eventually destroyed because of the emperor's cruelty?"

Mu Qing nodded.

"What is the specific year name now?"

"Twelve years since the establishment of the industry."

"Then the Sheng Kingdom will be destroyed this year! Junior Brother Mu, let's run quickly, don't become the heirloom prince."

Gu Lingfeng was anxious.

"No hurries."

Seeing that the admiration was still neither salty nor cold, a sentence popped into Gu Lingfeng's head.

The emperor was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch.

No, he doesn't want to be a eunuch.

So he suddenly wasn't in a hurry.

He sat down calmly and poured a glass of water.

The sound of sticks outside stopped.

Gu Lingfeng lamented that just now he heard the sound of execution sticks outside, which were strong and loud, as if he was afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince inside could not hear them.

The same goes for Junior Brother Ye. He didn't say a word after being beaten with thirty sticks. He is a tough guy!

"Your Highness."

There was a soft voice at the door.

"Master Zuoe has fainted."

Gu Lingfeng:......

A cool voice sounded.

"How many sticks are left?"

"Your Highness, there are still twelve sticks left."

"If you wake up after splashing, then hit."

"Yes."

Gu Lingfeng looked at the expressionless Mu Qing and suddenly wondered if Ye Hongyu and Mu Qing had any grudge.

"Junior Brother Mu," he hesitated, "This is Junior Brother Ye..."

"That's right."

Mu Qing gave him a strange look.

Gu Lingfeng's eyes changed when he looked at her.

"Junior Brother Mu, you can't be the real Crown Prince, are you?"

She glanced at him with a faint smile.

The system notification sounded.

[System prompt: The host character has reached the standard, and the character is bound—Mu Lanqing, the prince of the Sheng Kingdom. 】

[System prompt: When the character value reaches 100, you can unlock and change the plot. 】

The sound of sticks outside continued.

[Character value +1]

[Character value +1]

[Character value +1]

【…】

[Personality value reaches 30.]

Well, thirty sticks are enough.

Mu Qing is quite regretful, she should have called Ten Sticks more just now.

299 Quick reminder:

"The host will be beaten to death. Ye Hongyu is now mortal."

"Okay."

The tone of admiration was regretful.

"Let's go out and see how Senior Brother is doing."

She put down the cup, made a gesture, and the brocade robe placed on the jade and gold foil stand was instantly draped over her body.

As soon as he reached the door, the palace door was pushed open, and Mu Qing stepped out from inside.

Gu Lingfeng followed her out and listened to her instructions: "This is my Lord Qian Niuwei."

The little eunuch leaned over and said respectfully: "Yes, I will go and prepare now."

Gu Lingfeng was delighted with his new identity and stood straight behind Mu Qing.

At the foot of the stairs outside the hall, Ye Hongyu gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, mixed with saliva and dragged to the ground. It meandered on the floor tiles and mixed with the blood on his back that had already flowed to the ground.

He still had the same look of lowering his head and eyes. If he hadn't learned the plot from 299, Mu Qing would never have known that Mulanqing was killed just after he ascended the throne. It was the loyal Zuo Qianniu Guard who did it.

The plot is incomplete and can only be roughly known, so what exactly happened that year to allow such a loyal, loyal and thoroughly brainwashed warrior to become a close minister who was one person below ten thousand by the time the prince ascended the throne, to the point of murdering his lord?

Mu Qing stepped down step by step, and as he walked, the moon-white half-covered golden dragon floated, as if it had come to life, and its five claws were lifelike, playing with the jade beads in front of him between his palms.

The prince, Mulan Qingsheng, has an excellent appearance. His eyebrows are reddish, and he looks as gentle as jade, but he is actually made of gold and gold.

At this moment, he looked down at the embarrassed Zuo Wei who was kneeling on the ground and spoke coldly.

"Do you know why I want to punish you?"

"Didn't I stop you? I sent a group of guards with ulterior motives into His Highness's palace."

Mu Qing is satisfied.

"I have to be on duty tomorrow, so let's go and rest today."

This sentence is quite merciful, if you ignore that the third watch was just struck.

Ye Hongyu was silent for a while, then kowtowed.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Mu Qing nodded.

After such a big commotion, Yu Linwei came over to ask. Mu Qing didn't know for a moment whether he felt that the rumored cruel Crown Prince was too popular, or that the emperor didn't care about Mulanqing's life or death at all.

It seems that the position of the East Palace is a target. If there is no prince, the first goal of becoming emperor is to target the emperor. With the prince, and the emperor has so many rebellious sons, he only needs to guard against the prince.

It is not easy for the prince to avoid the emperor's suspicion and to save his life among many brothers.

No wonder Mulanqing was grumpy.

"It seems that the Yulin Army was very timely. I just arrived after finishing my work."

"It's my duty."

The leader of the Yulin Army is neither humble nor arrogant.

If it were the original Mulanqing, she would be so angry that she would draw her sword and curse others.

But standing here is Mu Qing.

Without violating her character, she had no interest in mediating with the commander.

"I am standing here well. Commander Lao is concerned. I have one more sentence, Commander Lao, please bring it to me."

She took another step closer. Her moon-white clothes were intricately decorated with gold threads. Bright yellow tassels hung from the green and black palace sash around her waist. The white jade pendant and black pearls she tied on it tapped lightly, emitting a clear and sweet jade sound. The voice of quality.

"Unless I die, you will always be ants."