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Hear her answer, Mo Jin Xi stares at her hairy head, the eye ground passes a wipe, if have a deep thought.

He has been with her all the time. He was fine before. How could he suddenly have something on his mind?

Is it

In Mo Jin Chi's mind, a kind of possibility suddenly flashed, but he didn't dare to confirm it. He looked at her deeply, but he didn't open his mouth to confirm.

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after a period of recuperation, Mo Yunluo's body has finally recovered.

But I don't know if it's his illusion. He always feels that where he has been, other people's eyes are full of strange things. When he looks back, they seem to have never seen him from the beginning to the end.

So that, during this period of time, he can not go out of his bedroom.

But the longer he stayed in his bedroom, the more intense his resentment and resentment became. As a result, all the servants in the Deyuan palace were in danger.

I'm afraid that he might be angered by carelessness and lose his life.

"Twelve princes! The eleventh prince said that he would not come here. If you have something to do, go directly to the pavilion in the Royal Garden and find it! " Koizumi came from a layman in the hall and carefully reported back.

Recently, I don't know why, the master is unlucky, so is his slave.

In the past, no matter what the master told him, he could do it properly, but in the near future, he could do nothing.

And the next second, if he guessed, the eye light of Mo Yun Luo, fiercely shot over.

"You've been working harder and harder recently. Don't you want to die?" The sinister voice overflows from the falling lips of ink clouds.

Koizumi legs a soft, bang kneel with the ground: "slave damn!"

"You are damned!"

Koizumi's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant when he heard the speech. He supported his arms on the ground and trembled uncontrollably. The color of his face faded in an instant.

Mo Yunluo could see all his fears. For a moment, his face became more and more ugly: "go away!"

Koizumi was so excited that he didn't even answer, so he ran out of the inner room.

It was not until he ran out of his bedroom and felt the heat of the sun that he had the feeling of escaping from death.

After the clouds fall, he steps out of his bedroom.

Koizumi's body was slightly stiff, as if he was afraid of him and came out to kill him.

However

From the beginning to the end, Mo Yunluo did not look at him. He walked straight towards the royal garden.

Koizumi stood in the same place for a few breaths. After all, he walked and followed him carefully to avoid the dilemma that no one appeared when he needed people.

Mo Yunluo naturally feels that he quietly follows the steps, but he doesn't say anything. He goes on in the direction of the pavilion where Mo chuchen is.

In a quarter of an hour

When the clouds fall far away, you can see that Mo chuchen, sitting in the pavilion and enjoying tea leisurely, looks inexpressibly complicated for a moment.

On that day, although he also drank a lot of wine, it was less for him.

So, although his diarrhea was difficult to stop at that time, he did not collapse to the point of incontinence in bed, so that now he can still sit in the sun and enjoy tea without any psychological burden.

And what about him?

Now walking in the sun, others look at him, he can't help thinking, their eyes, is full of contempt and ridicule?

All of these are the gifts of Mo Jinxi.

This hatred, this resentment, he does not repay this life, vows not to be human.

At the same time, people have entered the pavilion.

"Twelve emperors! Sit down Mo chuchen's jaw slightly raised and motioned.

Mo Yunluo lifted his clothes and sat down opposite him.

Mo Chu Chen Mou Guang sweeps the servants around: "you go out first, if you have something, the prince will call you!"

"Yes All the slaves answered, like the exit Pavilion of yuguanchuan.

When they retreated to ten meters away, the eyes of Mo chuchen fell back on Mo Yunluo's body again: "how good is the body of the twelve emperor's younger brother?"

"It's no big deal now!"

"That's good!" Mo chuchen raised the teapot and poured a cup of tea for him: "have a taste! This is the tea that my father gave to my mother yesterday. She ordered someone to send it to me! "

Mo Yunluo picked up the cup and sipped it gently: "it's delicious!"

"It's really good!" Mo chuchen drank all the tea he had brought up before. The next second, the conversation suddenly changed: "the twelve emperor's younger brother came to see the emperor's elder brother, but what's the matter?"

The ink cloud falls to put down the tea in the hand, nod.

"Say it

"That day's feud, the eleventh emperor brother is ready to give up?" Yin's voice overflows from the ink cloud falling lips, and his eyes blink and stare at the person opposite, without giving him the chance to avoid.

Hearing that he mentioned that day, Mo chuchen was a little uncomfortable.

That kind of sour feeling is unforgettable in my life.

"Brother eleven! He's made us look ridiculous. If we give up, I'm afraid he thinks we're bullying! " Seeing that he was silent, Mo Yunluo spoke again and encouraged him to stand on the same line with himself.The Mo beginning dust Mou light is complicated, saw him one eye.

That day, for him, although it was sour enough, his face was saved, but he lost face and made a fool of himself.

I'm afraid it will become a shadow of his life in the future.

Mo Yun fell and suddenly became stiff. Naturally, I could see what the look of his eyes represented?

The fingertips on the table tighten in a flash.

Mo chuchen was shocked and suddenly realized that the emotion he had just revealed was undoubtedly a knife in his heart. He quickly collected all his emotions and said, "what do you want to do with the twelve emperors?"

"Brother Huang, I'm here today just to see the position of brother Xi!" The fingertips of the ink clouds are tightening again.

Mo chuchen glanced at the palm of his hand and said quietly, "since childhood, when did the eleventh brother and the twelfth brother stand on different positions?"

The ink cloud falls to smell speech, the evil look, slightly improve: "have 11 emperor elder brother this words, enough!"

"Twelve emperor's younger brother, but want to deal with his strategy?" Mo chuchen holds the teapot and pours a cup of tea for each other again.

Ink cloud falls eyelid to slightly narrow up: "as long as he is alive, there will always be a day that exposes soft rib, isn't it?"

"Twelve emperor's younger brother is right!" Mo chuchen raised his cup and gently touched the cup in front of him: "to replace wine with tea, to celebrate first, the day when he showed his weakness is coming!"

"Good!" Mo Yun falls, holds the cup and drinks it down.

Mo Jin Chi! I don't believe it. I can't find your weakness or fox's tail when I lay a net around you?

As long as you show anything, then the prince will never give you a chance to turn over.

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"Jinxi! Hurry up Xiao jin'er is flying in front, looking back, waiting to see the ink brocade chi that has fallen several meters away, he says.

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