Not quite understanding Jialanjia's intentions, Nan Mulin was about to send him away when he suddenly remembered that this person was the strange man that Nan Ziyan had brought to Prince Rui's Mansion to treat him.

"Oh, how could it be you?"

He stepped forward and grabbed Jialanjiajie's hand and said eagerly.

"Last time I woke up, I planned to commend the master for his contribution, but he couldn't find him anywhere. Today I unexpectedly reunited with the master in the palace. It's really gratifying and congratulatory."

Pulling out Nan Mulin's tightly held hand, Jialanjiajia motioned for Nan Mulin to leave quickly.

"Master, can you tell me where my palace is so that the king of Japan can go and pay a visit to me?"

Waving his hands, pointing to the sky and the ground, Jialanjiajie ignored Nan Mulin and just walked to the White Bone Medical Immortal, pointed in the direction of Yunxiao Palace, and stood side by side with the White Bone Medical Immortal.

"Jialanjiajie, do you want to send Mo'er back?"

Jialanjiajie nodded when he heard the words, and pointed to the sky and the earth.

This time Nan Mulin was even more confused. He secretly wrote down Jialan Jiajie's name and asked about it.

"Master Jialan pointed to the sky and the earth twice. What does it mean?"

Ridiculing Nan Mulin for being mentally retarded, the White Bone Medical Immortal raised his head and said.

"The first time Master Jialan pointed to heaven and earth, he was telling Prince Rui that there is heaven above, hell below, and you, Nan Mulin, in the middle. The second time he pointed to heaven and earth, he was telling me that it is getting late and there will inevitably be invisible things on the earth.

This is a stumbling block, so I want to send this concubine back to her bedroom."

It's a joke that Master Zhu You is practicing Zen with me here. Nan Mulin glanced sideways and watched Jialanjiaru and the White-bone Medical Immortal walking by him side by side.

"Stop for me."

Since there is Nan Mulin in the middle, I want to show you two how powerful we are as Infernal Affairs people.

"Prince Rui may have forgotten that I am the emperor's concubine. Even if you ask me to stop, I will only listen to the emperor."

As he spoke, his feet kept moving forward step by step.

"Xie Lang, why do you want to stop Mo'er?"

He wanted to stop Nan Mulin to prove his suspicion, but Jialan Jiajie, who was tired of the world, suddenly appeared and took him away.

Jialan Jiaji ignored the White Bone Medical Immortal's questions and strode towards the Yunxiao Palace.

"I know that you were afraid that Nan Mulin would tell the name of the person he wanted to see, so you stopped Mo'er from asking."

He stopped and frowned at the chattering Bone Doctor Immortal.

He took out a blood-embroidered handkerchief from his sleeve and placed it in the hands of the Bone Medical Immortal.

The White-bone Medical Immortal looked at the embroidered handkerchief in his palm and looked through it carefully without understanding.

"Xie Lang, what do you mean?"

Touching the blood stains on the embroidered handkerchief with his finger, the White Bone Medical Immortal noticed that the blood stains were all ink black, and a faint fishy smell emanated from the embroidered handkerchief.

"You mean this embroidered handkerchief is related to Nan Mulin?"

Now that they were some distance away from Nan Mulin, the White Bone Medical Immortal spoke without any hesitation.

Jialanjiajie watched the wind blowing under his feet in the distance, and rushed all the way to Yunxiao Palace, no longer paying attention to the Bone Medical Immortal who was trotting behind him.

Arriving in front of the gate of De Yunxiao Palace, the White Bone Medical Immortal was already out of breath chasing him.

Waving his hand as a farewell, Jialanjiaji turned around and headed towards the library.

Passing by the Imperial Study Room, Nan Mulin pretended to ask the guard.

"Is the emperor in the imperial study?"

The guard didn't know Nan Muchen's intention, so he reported it seriously.

"Replying to the prince, the emperor returned to Yangxin Palace to recuperate early and was not in the imperial study room."

Deliberately sighing and saying "it's a pity", Nan Mulin left the imperial study and continued towards the Yangxin Hall.

On the way, there was suddenly the sound of slight and urgent footsteps coming from behind. Nan Mulin stopped and waited. In an instant, the footsteps were already at his side.

"Master Jialan, how could it be you?"

Seeing Jialanjiajie leave and come back to chase him, Nan Mulin thought that Jialanjiajie was trying to show his favor, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

He grabbed one of Nan Mulin's hands and slapped an unsigned letter on Nan Mulin's palm. Jialan added a signal to Nan Mulin to open it and check it.

The overly familiar cover of the letter fell into Nan Mulin's eyes, and he immediately turned his head to stare at Jialanjiaji beside him viciously, sneered twice, and crumpled the letter in his hand into a ball as he held it tighter and tighter.

"It is simply a dream to use this to threaten me."

Under the reflection of the palace lantern, her snow-white skin seemed to be covered with golden armor. Jialanjia stretched out his palm and put another letter into Nan Mulin's hand.

They were constantly being balled up and thrown away, and more letters were being handed over to Jialanjiajie from time to time.

Nan Mulin, who was gradually beginning to collapse, pushed Jialan Jiajie away frantically and stumbled out of the palace.

After retreating far away from the palace without a fight, Nan Mulin stopped and thought carefully.

Analyzing that Jialanjiajie had started to use the Zhuyou technique on himself at some point, Nan Mulin suddenly realized and slapped himself.

Nan Mulin was secretly glad that he almost leaked the secret buried deep in his heart. It was such a close call!

"Your Majesty, I just received torture today and I feel very sad..."

Unable to avoid Nan Muchen's obsession, Su Mumu, who just wanted to be clean, dodged left and right.

"I have personally drawn up the punishment. The queen should not use this as an excuse."

After being exposed by Nan Muchen, Su Mumu patted her still swollen belly.

"Your Majesty, since you know this, you should also know that it is not appropriate for me to have sex at this time, but why are you still forcing me to do so?"

When did liking turn into compulsion? Nan Muchen hugged Su Mumu angrily and bit her lips.

"My husband just wants to rub my wife's belly. Since my wife has other intentions, how can I not fulfill her wish?"

Her body rose into the air and was held in Nan Muchen's arms. Feeling Nan Muchen's movement, Su Mumu suddenly felt bad.

"I don't mean that. Since my husband wants to rub my belly, then just rub it."

Put the child in your arms on the dragon bed, lean forward and lie on it.

"My husband doesn't want to rub me anymore."

After two kicks, Nan Muchen was not kicked off his body. Instead, he noticed something in his abdomen that seemed to be ready to move.

"In the end what you want?"

Su Mumu, who was too scared to move, meowed twice like a kitten, which had no deterrent effect at all. When Nan Muchen heard it, it was more comforting than flirting.

"Want to sleep with you."

As he spoke, he held Su Mumu in his arms like a pillow.

"Nan Muchen! You..."

After restraining Su Mumu's struggle, Nan Muchen, whose breathing was somewhat disordered, whispered softly.

"If the wife moves again, my husband will not be able to guarantee that she will just sleep."

The language was always so profound and profound. Su Mumu speculated back and forth, but she still didn't understand what Nan Muchen meant by sleeping.

"When a lady endures the most humiliation, she will do her best."
Chapter completed!