What to do if you dress up as a villain wife

Chapter 302 Your Majesty Is Not My Type (6)

Chapter 302 Your Majesty Is Not Mine ([-])

Mu Mu scratched her head, "You mean... Concubine Duan is not easy to bully?"

Su Chen nodded, "The women in the harem are not easy to get along with."

"But the slave feels that the empress is a good person." Mu Mu said seriously.

Su Chen shook his head, "Everything in the palace can eat people, who knows when our hearts will change. But...we try our best to stick to our hearts, and if someone provokes us, we will not be soft!"

"Twilight won't let my mother be bullied!" Mumu clenched her fists.

Su Chen patted her forehead with a smile, "Yes, our Twilight is the best!"

Neither of them knew that a fatal storm was coming to them.

Suchen suffered from insomnia in the middle of the night, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and suddenly smelled a burning smell.

Su Chen hurriedly sat up and shouted outside: "Mu Mu, do you smell a burning smell?"

"Twilight?!"

It is said that Mu Mu's senses are extremely sensitive no matter when she was born in martial arts, why is she not responding to her shout now?

Su Chen stood up, ignored the pain in his shoulder and hurriedly opened the door, looking at Mu Mu who was sleeping.

The burning smell outside became stronger, Su Chen looked out of the window, the flames were shining brightly.

Su Chen hurriedly shook Mu Mu, but no matter how hard she shook, she couldn't wake up, so she could only endure the pain and carry her on her back.

As soon as Mu Mu was on his back, Su Chen couldn't help crying out in pain.

He poured a bucket of water over the sheets, covered Twilight and rushed out of the flames.

The flames ruthlessly scorched the bedsheets, even after the water drenched them, some places were still burnt and holes burned to Suchen's skin.

But the heat and pain are nothing compared to life.

Su Chen finally ran out of the flames with Mu Mu on his back, lying on the ground exhausted.

Mu Mu woke up after falling, and quickly helped Su Chen up.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Mu Mu had tears in her eyes, "Blood is oozing from her shoulders."

Looking at the blazing Lenggong, Suchen smiled wryly, he couldn't even eat the vegetables in the backyard.

……

In Chuxiu Palace, Concubine Shu is wearing light clothes and feeding grapes to His Majesty.

His Majesty looked at the book he didn't know what it was, and consciously opened his mouth to eat the grapes he was fed.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, it's time to go to bed." Concubine Shu bent down and breathed like blue.

His Majesty put down the book and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

His Majesty asked loudly, "What's the matter?"

The shrill voice outside replied: "Your Majesty, Leng Gong..."

His Majesty frowned, "What happened to Leng Gong?"

"The cold palace is in trouble, and the life and death of Concubine Chen are uncertain!"

The young king stood up abruptly.

Concubine Shu's eyes on the side showed a bit of weirdness.

"Live to see people, die to see corpses! Find them for me!"

"Yes!"

The king turned around and said softly, "My concubine, I can't stay overnight tonight."

After speaking, he turned around and followed Lian Hai to step out of the Chuxiu Palace gate.

"Go to the cold palace." The young monarch looked gloomy.

Lian Hailang said: "It's cold..."

The monarch stretched out his hand, "No, just go directly."

……

Leng Gong.

Su Chen watched the cold palace turn into the hot palace, and saw many palace people carrying buckets to put out the fire, and it turned into the Heitan Palace again.

Maybe it was because of the poor clothes on her body, or maybe her face was covered in black and gray, but no one recognized her.

until……

"Concubine Chen?" A voice came from behind.

Su Chen turned his head and looked at a young man in a bright yellow dragon robe.

In this day and age, the one who dares to wear yellow with a dragon on it in the palace can only be the emperor, right?

Su Chen didn't dare to be rude, quickly bowed down, "See Your Majesty."

The young monarch snorted, "Excuse me."

(End of this chapter)