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"Just now, the prince has done you a big favor, so there's no need to be so surprised to see him!" Mo Yun walks to her step by step.

Beimingying subconsciously retreats.

In the mind involuntarily flashed, small sincerely son has no omen to fall from the mid air picture, isn't

"You were the one who was halfway up the hill?" Although the heart has guessed a probably, but North Ming Ying still subconscious hope, is oneself think much.

"Yes! It's the prince Mo Yun fell in front of her and stopped walking. Her body was slightly light, and her warm breath gently brushed her ear: "so, how do you plan to repay the prince?"

Beimingying palms, slowly overflow a layer of cold sweat.

If he was the one who had just done it, wouldn't he have had a good view of what she had done?

At the thought of this possibility, Beiming Ying's mind is in a panic.

She is afraid that once this matter is disclosed, she will not only be unable to get married to the thirteen princes' mansion, but also be despised and disgusted by her cousin, or even lose her life.

After all, once the news that Wei Chijin was killed by her spread, the emperor of the northern Shang Dynasty would certainly ask for an explanation from the Cang Yao Dynasty, but the emperor would not affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries for the sake of a woman like her

The more Beiming Ying thinks about it, the more scared she is.

Thin cold sweat, unconsciously wet the skirt.

Mo Yunluo, as if unable to feel her fear and fear, nibbled on her earlobe: "how about making a promise by example?"

Beimingying only felt a bang. The next second, like an electric shock, she jumped half a meter away: "you, you You are shameless... "

"The prince and his future wife flirt, what shameless place?" Mo Chu cloud lips Cape hook smile, don't have the slightest exasperation of meaning.

Beimingying's cheek was suddenly red and white, and her chest was quickly undulating up and down because of anger: "you dream! I will never marry such a shameless person as you... "

Hearing her scolding again, Mo Yun's smile gradually faded away: "can I understand your words as that you would rather die than lose the whole family of Beiming than marry the prince? Well

"Yes Beimingying grits her teeth and tries to calm her confused heart: "don't forget that you are also involved in this matter. Once it's leaked out, even if it's death, I'll pull you as a cushion!"

"Who can see the prince, and who can prove the prince's participation? Well Mo Yun falls to sneer at to smile, Mou light light light lightly swept one side, complexion pale as the small green of paper: "she?"

“……” Beiming Ying's breath is stagnant. For a while, some of her words are speechless. "In the eyes of the father and the people, now the prince is still hunting in the paddock, how can he go here to help you save your life?" Mo Yunluo approached her again until he put her on the tree. Then he stopped and said, "do you think Father Huang will believe the testimony of a little servant girl or his own son's innocence?"

The color of blood on Beiming Ying's face retreated in an instant.

There is no comparability between the two.

"I'll give you three days to think about it. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer within three days, then you Beiming clan will be waiting for the decline." At the same time, her eyes are shining with the light of her ambition.

Beimingying's heart sank to the bottom of the valley bit by bit.

If she was in a good mood before, she is in a bad mood now. She thought that if she solved Wei Chijin, she would marry into the thirteen princes' mansion and become his woman, his wife and the mother of his future children. But she didn't expect that when she had begun to imagine a better future, she would kill Cheng Yaojin halfway and try to destroy all her good deeds.

"Injustice has its head, debt has its owner; I am willing to accept punishment for what I have done wrong, which has nothing to do with my family!" Beimingying makes the last desperate struggle.

For her, she would rather die than marry a man other than Mo Jinxi.

Mo Yunluo sniffed at the words, holding her jaw rudely and not giving her any chance to dodge: "you don't really think that if you order someone to kill the most beloved Princess of the emperor of the northern Shang Dynasty, the emperor of the northern Shang Dynasty will only let you lose your life, isn't it so simple?"

“……” Beimingying. "If you really hold this idea, the prince advised you to recognize the reality quickly." Mo Yunluo sneers and mercilessly points out the fact that she deliberately ignores: "once the emperor of the Shang Dynasty in the North dotes on Princess jin'er, once he learns that his precious granddaughter died at your hands, he will surely let you bury the whole Beiming family, and the father will not fight with the northern Shang Dynasty for your Beiming family, which makes the people miserable!"

Beimingying heart, deliberately ignore the fact, so he mercilessly picked out, for a time, face like ashes. Mo Yun falls to point to abdomen, lightly rubs her pale cheek, tone puts soft: "Ying son! I really like you, and I really want to marry you. As long as you are willing to marry me, today's affair will become a permanent secret. You will be safe and the family of Beiming will be safeNo matter, such a happy choice, surely you have no reason not to choose? "

The North Ming Ying is looking at the face that is close at hand, the eye ground is quick not visible, once crossed a obliterate idea.

Now, maybe only when he's dead can everything go according to their plan.

"What? Want to kill the prince? " Mo chuyun's eyelids narrowed slightly, and he looked at the person in front of him.

Beimingying is so excited that she reveals her emotion in an instant No! "

"Is it?" Mo Yun's eyebrows are slightly raised. Obviously, he doesn't believe all her words.

Beimingying secretly took a breath, raised her hand, broke off his fingertips: "as you said, three days later, I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

"Don't try to play tricks, or you know what will happen?" Mo Yun stands up straight, with a strong warning in his cold voice.

The fingertips in Beiming Ying's sleeves tightened tightly and said quietly: "the life and death of our Beiming clan is completely in your hands. Even if I want to play tricks, I have no courage!"

"You'd better have this understanding!" Voice down, Mo Yun behind a few steps back, open the distance between each other.

Restore the moment of freedom, North Ming Ying tight body, slightly softened. "This is not a place to stay for a long time. Take your people and leave quickly." After the dark cloud falls to remind, the tiptoe is light, the next second, the person has disappeared in place.

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