unscrupulous male concubine

"Hello!" Jin Mo turned his head to see Chunjing disappear, his eyes widened suddenly.

In the windless air, I heard Chunjing's secret voice transmission, "There are a lot of people coming, I will avoid them first, and you can deal with it yourself."

The fog rolled up, and a few yellow lanterns were shaking gently, like will-o'-the-wisps. Black and distorted shadows walked through the thick fog, like ghosts walking at night.

A slender woman at the front walked over twisting her waist. The water droplets from her hair hit the ground with a clear and crisp sound, like the sound of jade beads falling into an emerald dish.

The fake Jin Mo followed her, seeing the face on the wall, his pupils dilated suddenly, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Yuluo was also taken aback for a moment, but quickly regained her composure. She raised her eyebrows slightly and turned her head to glance at the fake Jin Mo who shrank back, "Huh? Master Jin Mo, someone here is pretending to be you! You Who is it?!"

The fake Jin Mo also stopped after being stared at by Yuluo, and swallowed a mouthful of foam with his lips tightly pressed to calm himself down. He took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and stood with his hands behind his back. Frowning slightly, he looked at Jin Mo on the wall, "Who the hell are you, how dare you pretend to be me!"

"Don't you know who I am?" Jin Mo relaxed completely, put his hands behind his back, bent one leg, tilted his head and looked at the fake Jin Mo under the wall, "You who can only tell the direction by burning the red candle, Could it be the owner of this yard?"

A fake is a fake after all, she has no confidence at all, she was completely flustered when Jin Mo said that, and stammered, "You...you..."

Back then he dealt with Jin Mo with his own hands and watched him die, so what's going on now?How could he stand here alive?He has always been ordered to imitate Jin Mo's habitual movements, so he is so scared at this time, he knows that this is the real Jin Mo who should have died.

Yuluo glared at the fake Jin Mo who didn't live up to expectations, snorted coldly, flicked her long sleeves lightly, stood with her hands behind her back, and stared at Jin Mo on the wall with a slight frown, "Is the demeanor of an adult like that of a young man like you?" It can be imitated! Someone! Hurry up and arrest this counterfeit!"

She looked at Jin Mo and narrowed her eyes slightly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Everyone in the wolf clan knew that Jin Mo, the adviser next to His Highness the Prince, didn't practice magic arts or martial arts, but this lord didn't like to have people by his side.Those who disliked him did not treat him because of his identity and his relationship with Zhi Leng.But this time is not that time. At such a time, he, a feeble scholar with no power to restrain himself, can only be caught without a fight!Catching him was effortless.

Jin Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at the people who came up, and smiled slightly, "Do you think I will come alone?"

Looking at Jin Mo's smiling eyes, Yuluo froze for a moment, pursed her lips and gave the people around her a wink, and one of them gave her a bow, and led two people to go elsewhere with the lanterns.

Jin Mo looked at Yuluo's way of arranging people, and smiled softly, "It seems that you still don't know me well enough. I never do things that I'm not sure about. Since I dare to come, I must have made complete preparations."

"Did he already tell His Highness the Prince?" The impostor standing behind Yuluo took two steps forward, frowned and lowered his voice worriedly.

Yuluo glared at him, and said coldly, "Then your time of death is coming! Get out of here, you really make me sick!"

The counterfeit trembled all over, bowed his head and stood aside.

Yuluo took a deep breath, looked at Jin Mo with a sudden smile, and said firmly, "You have no chance to speak to His Highness the Prince, and you will not speak."