Mu Zhao guessed that this was when the emperor was still alive? She had gone back to the past?
She followed Yun Wuluo to the emperor's bedroom.
The emperor was undressing and still talking.
"If I get you, your parents should be smiling."
Mu Zhao's eyes narrowed for a moment. This sentence was very familiar to her. It even appeared in her dreams several times after her rebirth in this life.
These were the words the Dog Emperor insulted her when she was about to receive his favor in her previous life.
Is she in a previous life?!
She remembered that the Dog Emperor would be assassinated in a while.
At this time, it seems that the assassination may have something to do with Yun Wuluo.
But before Yun Wuluo could take action, three silver needles flew from a short distance and shot towards the emperor quickly.
Yun Wuluo's eyes flashed, and his eyes suddenly became clear.
He went to stop the silver needle, and at the same time, several more shadow guards appeared to protect the emperor.
Yun Wuluo stopped one needle and inserted the other two needles into the emperor's neck.
Several assassins fell into the dormitory.
The assassin and the shadow guard fought, quickly alerting the other guards in the palace.
The assassins retreat.
Yun Wuluo hurried to the emperor's side and asked, "Your Majesty, how are you?"
The emperor frowned as he looked at the sword wounds on his wrists and his bloody hands.
"I'm fine. You're injured. Go and bandage it quickly."
"The silver needle in your neck..."
"I don't feel any discomfort. I just want to call the imperial doctor to take a look. You go to deal with your wound first."
"yes"
Yun Wuluo glanced at Mu Zhao on the bed with a vague look.
Mu Zhao, who was floating, had already recognized those assassins as members of the Xueying clan.
So, was it the eldest brother who prevented her from being favored in her previous life?
She remembered that she had been sick in her previous life and had never seen the emperor again.
Until her eldest brother was framed and the Mu family was destroyed, she was relegated to the cold palace and her health became worse and worse.
She followed Yun Wuluo to his bedroom.
Yun Wuluo looked at the injury on his hand and smiled happily.
"Blocked."
"Well, do you want to stop it for a long time?" A person suddenly appeared.
Mu Zhao looked up and saw Mr. Huo next to the second prince.
Yun Wuluo frowned, "Are you from the Xueying tribe?"
"Your senior brother."
Mu Zhao was surprised, he was really the eldest brother, but the eldest brother was Mr. Huo.
She remembered that Mr. Fire was still there when she fought with the emperor in her previous life.
So the eldest brother is not dead.
Knowing this news made Mu Zhao very happy.
Yun Wuluo was still very defensive, he didn't trust anyone.
"Those three silver needles are all stained with Buji's poison. Someone will give you the antidote. You can use it to design."
The elder brother disappeared after saying that.
Mu Zhao felt the scene before her eyes flash, and she saw that she was in the cold palace.
In her previous life, she was lying on the bed with a sick look on her face and sunken eye sockets.
After a while, Yun Wuluo appeared in front of the bed. He first knelt down and bowed to Mu Zhao on the bed, and then said, "Princess, I'm sorry."
Then he stood up and fed Mu Zhao a pill.
Mu Zhao thought that every time she thought she was about to die in her previous life, she would miraculously become clear again.
She felt that it was God who would not let her die, and it was her own hatred that was supporting her.
Unexpectedly, it was Yun Wuluo who kept feeding her life-saving medicine.
After Yun Wuluo fed her the medicine, his hand did not leave Mu Zhao's chin for a long time.
It wasn't until veins popped out on his hand that he sighed and took it off with difficulty.
Yun Wuluo's eyes were deep, with deep-seated nostalgia and distress.
"Princess, I'm sorry, the emperor is too powerful at this time, and I couldn't protect you beyond his eyes. Please persist, and when I take control of the harem... I will come to pick you up and avenge you.
"
He watched Mu Zhao for most of the night, and did not leave until her weak breathing deepened.
Mu Zhao's eyes were moist.
She rubbed her eyes gently, but her eyes were still sore.
After she knew that Yun Wuluo liked her when she was very young, she never dared to think about how much harm she had caused to Yun Wuluo by her cynicism towards Yun Wuluo in her previous life.
The nine-thousand-year-old she hated came to save her every night when she was about to die.
She wanted to see Yun Wuluo and wanted to see him crazily.
The scene in front of me changed again.
She came to the emperor's palace.
The emperor opened his clothes and was drinking wine, and the person holding the wine glass was... Mei'er.
Mei'er is much more charming than Mei'er in this life, and her whole person is like a seductive fairy.
Maybe she really is a fairy.
Mu Zhao could see that the emperor's spirit was incomparable to before.
The emperor's eyes also became cloudy.
Mu Zhao thought that in her previous life, when she was in the cold palace, she had indeed heard the ladies gossiping.
They said that the emperor's new concubine was probably a vixen who seduced the emperor into doting on her and named her a charming concubine.
But after she left the cold palace, she had been recuperating in Yunwuluo Palace and had never seen Concubine Charming.
Yun Wuluo walked in, holding a brocade box in his hand.
When the emperor saw Yun Wuluo coming in, his cloudy eyes lit up.
"Is the elixir ready?"
Yun Wuluo nodded, "Your Majesty, your majesty is blessed to the heavens."
"Bring it over quickly."
Yun Wuluo took the brocade box up and told the emperor: "The imperial master has arranged that this medicine must be taken together with the charming concubine."
"I know," the emperor couldn't wait to take the elixir and looked at Concubine Charming with an unserious look.
"She is my only antidote."
The charming princess smiled charmingly and said, "Your Majesty, you are so evil."
The emperor laughed heartily, "You are the only one in this world who dares to say that I am bad."
Seeing that the two were about to start again, Yun Wuluo interrupted.
"Your Majesty's health has improved after taking this pill. I hope you can come to court. Ministers..."
The emperor's eyes were a little impatient, but he still said: "I understand."
"Ladies and gentlemen, come and invite..."
The charming concubine hummed, "Your Majesty, I don't want you to go to another palace."
The emperor scolded Yun Wuluo, "What do you care about what they do? I am the emperor. Do I have to ask for their consent as to which palace I am going to stay in?"
"Your Majesty's words make sense," Yun Wuluo agreed, "and your Majesty favors Concubine Mei in order to prolong her life and for the sake of the century-old foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I will advise all the empresses in the palace."
"Um......"
The emperor wanted to say a few more words, but Concubine Charming's weak, boneless hands had already reached in.
The emperor asked Yun Wuluo to step aside.
When Yun Wuluo turned around, he suddenly stumbled and fell down heavily.
Concubine Mei covered her mouth and chuckled, "Your Majesty, why can't you, the manager, even walk well?"
The emperor was a little unhappy.
"Slavery deserves death."
Yun Wuluo rubbed his hands on the ground and turned around to kowtow to them. As he moved, his legs were exposed. The flesh and blood on both legs were blurred and bruised, like frostbite.
Concubine Mei let out a small exclamation, "Ah~ How could Mr. Yun be so seriously injured?"
Yun Wuluo said, "It's okay. I'm guilty. I've stained the eyes of your majesty and empress. I'll go and get the punishment."
Suspicion flashed in the emperor's eyes, "Don't rush to accept the punishment. Tell me what's going on. I haven't assigned you any tasks recently, and no one dares to assassinate you."
Yun Wuluo bit his lip, "Not worth mentioning."
The emperor became even more suspicious, "I order you to say it!"
"Hey~"
A sigh sounded at the door, and then a man who looked like a national master walked in.
The emperor immediately laughed and said, "Master, why are you here?"
"I came to see if Your Majesty had any adverse reactions after taking the elixir."
"No." The emperor said with a smile: "There will be no problems with the elixir of the imperial master."
"That's good," the Imperial Master looked at Yun Wuluo.
"This child is also filial. You need Tianshan Snow Lotus for this elixir. This child asked you for leave some time ago and said he wanted to take a break. In fact, he went to pick Snow Lotus. The snowy mountain road was slippery and he fell from the cliff and his life was in danger."
The emperor looked at Yun Wuluo in shock, "You..."
"He came back dragging his injured body and asked me to refine the elixir quickly. While I was refining the elixir, I went to diagnose and treat his injuries. Those bitches of yours are sending people to beat him."
The Imperial Master said as he pulled away Yun Wuluo's collar, revealing that his chest was covered with wounds from whips and sticks.
The emperor turned from shock to anger, "Who is it? Bring it to me."
The Imperial Master said, "Every empress does not understand His Majesty, they only want to be favored by themselves. Sometimes His Majesty is in the critical period of taking elixirs, and they insist on barging in, but are stopped by Yun Wuluo. Yun Wuluo has no right."
We have no power and can only let them vent their anger."
The emperor threw the cup angrily, "A bunch of poisonous women! Bring them all to me!"
Yun Wuluo hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, no, the slave has a low life, how can you make your Majesty angry over the slave?"
"Are you a low life? How can you be a low life? You are me..." The emperor pressed down the "son" that was touching his mouth, and then said angrily, "They are the low life!"
Yun Wuluo said: "They are not, they are all our ladies."
The emperor's anger subsided a little.
Yes, the former dynasty and the harem are inseparable.
He can't punish those vicious women openly.
But seeing Yun Wuluo's injury, he felt heartbroken.
"You are the most filial, and I..." The emperor didn't think of what to do for a moment.
The Imperial Preceptor said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, just give Yun Wuluo a right that can override the concubines in the harem."
Yun Wuluo waved his hands repeatedly, "No."
As he waved his hands, his sleeves slid down, and his arms were covered with wounds, including frostbite and whiplash.
The emperor was angry and moved at the same time.
"Why not? I know you won't fight for it, but I have to give you this position!"
He ordered, "From today onwards, Feng Yunwuluo will be nine thousand years old. You don't have to kneel down when you see any concubine. Moreover, you will only listen to my orders. Only I can punish you."
"Your Majesty," Yun Wuluo's eyes were red, full of admiration and emotion.
"You treat your slave so well."
The emperor sighed, "This is the position you deserve."
Mu Zhao felt that someone had grabbed her heart and crushed it repeatedly.
She never knew how much suffering and humiliation Yun Wuluo suffered before he became the glorious Nine Thousand Years Old.