The mad concubine is ruthless and stunning: the evil king circle spoils the concubine

if. . .She jumped into the abyss in a phantom. . .

as a result of. .I can't even imagine it.

Thinking of this, she trembled all over.

"Miss Mu, congratulations on passing this test again. As long as you pass the last test, you will be a member of the Han Po Sect."

The last level is also the hardest.

Mu Yanxi secretly encouraged herself, no matter what, there was only one level left.

The man was about to leave with her, when suddenly a person came, stepped forward and pulled the man aside, and whispered a few words into his ear.

The expression on the man's face changed obviously, and he seemed surprised.

After a while, he walked up to Mu Yanxi, looking at her with a strange look, "The last level is cancelled, and I've met the landlord in a while, and you are now an official member of the Hanpo Sect."

"Cancelled?" Mu Yanxi couldn't believe her luck! !

The man nodded, looked at her twice, and said inexplicably, "I can't see that you are so capable."

"This... big brother..."

Mu Yanxi squeezed out a smile that she thought was brilliant, "What do you mean by that?"

"God knows what you know and what I know, do you have to tell me?"

Not giving her the right to continue speaking, the man waved his hand and said, "Follow me to see the landlord."

Every woman who enters the red building has the opportunity to meet Chonghua.

If you are lucky, stay by his side and you can see it every day.

With bad luck, it may happen once in a lifetime.

The man took Mu Yanxi to a courtyard and stopped.

Soon a woman came out of the room, wearing a pink dress, and she was as good-looking as a peach blossom, "You are Mu Yanxi?"

The women who followed Chonghua seemed to be somewhat arrogant. They looked at her as if she was worse than the mud in the pond, with disdain and contempt flying from the corners of their brows and eyes.

"Yes."

The woman snorted coldly, made no secret of her hostility towards her, and said coldly, "Come with me."

The woman led her to stop in front of a row of bead curtains.

The bead curtain made of emerald beads is moist and clear, and when the wind blows the curtain, the emerald beads collide with each other, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The sun shines in from the window, and the faint gold falls on the bead curtain.

Through the gap in the bead curtain, one can vaguely see a purple figure lying on the couch inside.

Needless to say, I knew it was Zhonghua.

He is a person who will never sit if he can lie down.

"Master Chonghua, Miss Mu is here."

"Let her come in and tell the cook that there is no need to cook lunch." There was a hint of laziness and sleepiness that had just woken up in the low and hoarse voice.

Mu Yanxi lifted the bead curtain, walked gently to the side of the couch, and looked down at the man lying on the couch.

The purple robe was wrinkled from his sleep, and the black hair was scattered behind his head, like a black silk satin on his body.

He was lying on the couch with his back to Mu Yanxi, holding a picture book in his hand, and seemed to be enjoying it, his eyes were glued to the picture book, and he didn't even look at her.

"Lord Zhonghua."

Mu Yanxi called out politely.

"En." He replied lazily, still without lifting his eyelids, he turned a page of the album in his hand, and there was a rustling sound as the paper rubbed against each other.

Mu Yanxi looked around, "Lord Chonghua... Where are the rest of the people?"

Only she passed?