The vicious character collapses in front of the villain husband

Lan Ming was somewhat worried about Princess Mu Zhen. Although he was serving the little prince now, he was, after all, the master he had served for such a long time and had followed him since childhood, so he specially prepared a food box and went to the princess's house in the evening.

The once clean gate was now full of debris, showing signs of having been looted. Lan Ming avoided the debris with some disgust, walked quickly to the front of the hall, and called out through the closed gate.

"Your Highness? Is Your Highness asleep? I prepared some snacks for you. If you are not asleep..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard Mu Zhen's low, hoarse voice from inside the door, "Send it to the side window."

The side window was pushed open with a creak, and Lan Ming walked over quickly, "Your Highness."

Mu Zhen's eyes darkened, "Where are the two of them? Didn't they come over when the master was in trouble?"

Lan Ming thought that Cheng Ming was now completely focused on the little prince and had no time to care about other things, while Jiang Ming was killed by Princess Ji Xinhan herself, and in the end he was the only one left, but there was no need to say this.

"Your Highness, the two of them are on duty and can't leave. It will be more convenient for us to send you more food if we separate."

Mu Zhen snorted coldly, "You are considered loyal... How is Mu Ying?"

Lan Ming thought about how he had just seen Little Prince Mu Ying running very fast, "Don't worry, Princess. Little Prince is fine."

"No problem?" Mu Zhen raised his voice, which was not as sharp as usual. "What do you mean by no problem? Aren't you going to die soon?"

"This... was originally like this the day before yesterday, but today, after the fight between His Majesty the Demon King and the Second Prince of the Fox Clan, I saw that Little Prince Mu Ying trotted back from the direction of Empress Mu's bedroom. I guess she is fine now?"

Mu Zhen's face was twisted with hatred. "So you were all kept in the dark? Oh, okay, so the effect of the Gu was not fully exerted?"

Lan Ming didn't hear clearly, and knew that he couldn't ask too much. He just wanted to avoid wasting time here. "Your Highness, please don't worry too much. Take care of yourself. I won't bother you anymore."

"Stop!" Mu Zhen glanced at the blue wreath of flowers on Lan Ming's neck, "Tell me what happened today."

Lan Ming had no choice but to explain them one by one.

Mu Zhen asked in doubt: "The Second Prince of the Fox Clan? He must be at least two hundred years older than the Demon King, right? With his cultivation level, plus the group of lackeys guarding the Fox Clan, is it true that Mu Huo is unscathed?"

"From my perspective, this is the case."

There was a dim light in Mu Zhen's eyes. Since he was already so powerful, with his help, he would surely grow faster and regain control of the Python Clan soon.

"Lan Ming, my mother gave you a wreath made of Lan Ming flowers and also gave you the same name as the flower. Now, it's time to put this wreath to use."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wreath tightened rapidly. Lan Ming subconsciously tried to tear it with his fingers, but to no avail.

Mu Zhen waited until Lan Ming was almost strangled to death before returning the wreath to its normal size.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Lan Ming collapsed to the ground, coughing violently.

“Lan Ming, no matter how much wealth and glory others promise you, without life, everything is empty talk. Moreover, if I die, the remaining three wreaths will be tightened to the size of your wrists in an instant!”

There was fear in Lan Ming's eyes. They had followed Madam and Mu Zhen in the old mansion. It turned out that the beautiful wreaths that Madam had put on them with a smile at that time were such evil and poisonous things?

"Lan Ming, I want you to work only for me. You don't need to tell the other two slaves about the wreath for now, but this is not the most important thing."

Lan Ming recovered a little and looked at Mu Zhen.

"I know you overheard the conversation between me and my mother when you were a child. Both my mother and I have the body of a furnace, which can allow humans or demons to absorb Yin Yuan and improve their skills. That's why the former demon king was willing to make me, a non-blood relative, his princess. Ha, don't I know what dirty plan he had in mind?"

Mu Zhen was writing something on a piece of paper. After he finished writing, he handed it to Lan Ming.

"Send this letter to Mu Huo and make sure he finishes reading it. I will wait for your news. If there is no news in two days, I will strangle you to death immediately no matter where you are. Go."

Outside Mu Ying's bedroom.

Mu Huo was standing on a high place, and seeing Mu Ying like this, he was also moved to let down his guard temporarily - Mu Ying had lived alone since childhood, and even though he had come out to meet many people some time ago, it was extremely difficult for him to get close to other people.

...Except Mu Xiaoxi.

What if he was luckier than me? Protected and cherished by his biological mother...

Mu Huo turned and left, giving the two of them some time alone.

This turn, for him, was many years.

Mu Xiaoxi held the little dough in her arms, listening to Mu Huo's movements. She didn't see him for a long time, but she heard some stealthy footsteps coming from the roof above the bedroom.

After the battle power was slightly increased, these sounds became more obvious, but she could hear them. Could it be that Mu Huo couldn't hear them? Was he sent away?

"Ying'er, let's go to the bedroom first."

Mu Ying nodded obediently and reached out to pull Mu Xiaoxi's sleeve, but Mu Xiaoxi brushed her hand away.

Mu Xiaoxi listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, and glanced at Mu Ying's tough and thick hair. "Ying'er, maybe you would like to play a game called pulling carrots with your mother?"

"What game is that, mother?"

"You play the role of the carrot baby, and I play the role of the hateful human farmer. If you are caught by me, you must cry loudly. Do you understand?"

"Okay!" Mu Ying was eager to try.

"Okay, let's start!"

Mu Ying gathered all his strength, moved his legs up and ran forward.

Mu Xiaoxi listened to the footsteps of the man in black, found the right moment to jump out, and in two or three steps she was next to Mu Ying. She grabbed Mu Ying's hair and lifted him up.

Mu Ying was suddenly caught and hadn't reacted yet, but fortunately after a moment of hesitation she remembered the "rules of the game" and started crying cooperatively.

Mu Xiaoxi kicked the door open with a ferocious look, dragged Mu Ying in, and kicked the door shut again.

"Ying'er, did it hurt you?"

"It doesn't hurt! Mother! You caught me so quickly, let's play with you again!" Mu Ying said and was about to run out.

Mu Xiaoxi hugged Mu Ying's waist and said, "Wait a minute, how about we change the game? Ying'er, go find some black clothes to change into, and then we'll do a magic trick and turn a living person into a living person, okay?"

Mu Ying was happy as long as her mother played with her. When she heard the voice, she just said yes and ran to look for clothes.

"Hey? Your Highness? What clothes are you looking for?" A voice suddenly came from Mu Ying's direction.

Mu Xiaoxi turned back suddenly.

I forgot to check if there was anyone else in this bedroom!

Cheng Ming was tidying up Mu Ying's clothes when he saw the little prince jogging over.

"I want to play games with my mother!"

Cheng Ming was about to say something when Mu Xiaoxi came over and waved at her, "Cheng Ming? Come here, let's clean up here." Then she said to Mu Ying, "Go quickly, change your clothes first, and bring a set of your usual clothes with you."

"Oh, okay, Your Majesty, what..." Mu Xiaoxi walked to an angle where Mu Ying couldn't see her, raised her hand, and chopped Cheng Ming's neck with a knife. Cheng Ming immediately fell into Mu Xiaoxi's arms.

After Mu Ying changed her clothes, she found that Cheng Ming had disappeared, and her mother was leaning against the door, as if listening to something.

Just like last time, mother must be eavesdropping on some secret again.

Mu Ying tiptoed over and whispered, "Mother, what secret did you hear this time?"

Mu Xiaoxi's face didn't look good. She spread out her palm and said, "Eat it." Lying in her palm was a huge black pill.

Mu Ying completely trusted Mu Xiaoxi and swallowed the pill in one gulp.

"It's a little sweet, mother, what is this?"

"Is it sweet? This is a pill that can transform you, but the effect can only last for a day and a night. Mother has a lot of them here. Ying'er can transform into anything she wants in the future. Just think about what you want to become when you take it."

"Wow! It would be great if Ying'er could learn how to transform. With mother's transformation pills, she could transform into 72 different forms, right?"

"Ying'er is smart. When she grows up, she will definitely be able to learn seventy-two transformations. With the help of the pills, she will be able to learn eighty-one transformations."

"Where did mother get so many treasures?"

Mu Xiaoxi smiled and said, "It is made of the hair of a monster that Ying'er doesn't know. Many people call him the Monkey King."

As she spoke, Ying'er turned into a little... girl with blond hair and blue eyes.

Mu Xiaoxi held back her laughter and touched the top of Mu Ying's head, which had become a little shorter. "You've become a girl now. Ying'er, do you wish you were a girl? Mother likes you very much."

Mu Ying's face was filled with shock. She nodded in disbelief and agreed, "As long as mother likes it, Ying'er, Ying'er will not dislike it either."

"Be good, mother is taking Ying'er on an adventure. Let's pretend that someone is watching us outside. Put this on and we will become invisible. Let's climb out of that window. Let's go! Be careful to cover your entire body with this cloth. Don't let anything show."

Mu Ying was shocked to see her mother's body suddenly disappear, leaving only her head speaking. "Mom, I'm so scared of you. What is this?"

"This is a small benefit given by a senior named Harry Potter. He was the one who taught mother magic. Come on!" Mu Xiaoxi picked up Mu Ying.

Mu Ying, with a nervous mood, held the magical cloth tightly in his mother's arms and followed his mother to the outside of the window. After they walked a short distance, his mother put him down halfway. In fact, he wanted his mother to hold him all the time, but he held back and didn't say it.

"Now we are going to the mausoleum where the royal family is buried. Ying'er, do you know where it is? Lead the way. We need to be quick."

Mu Ying nodded, "It's not far, just another kilometer away. Mother, what are we going to do there?"

"Dig out a demon pill."

Mu Ying wanted to ask more, but Mu Xiaoxi thought he walked too slowly and picked him up again. He was so immersed in the comfort of being held that he put aside the questions on his lips.

Mu Xiaoxi’s idea was very simple. Since he had to dig out the demon pill, he might as well find a substitute.

The closer you get to the mausoleum, the fewer lights there are. There are no demons living nearby, and it is quiet and silent, as dark and silent as the eternal night.

Mu Xiaoxi carried Mu Ying into the underground palace and lit a few wall lamps, making the palace a little brighter so that it was not so unclear.