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She has to be calm. "If he can't come back, as you said, who is qualified to compete with you for the crown prince?" Xiaodiejiao smile, fingertips in his chest, gently draw a circle: "maidservant can't wait to see you ascend the crown prince's position, think that at that time

you will not only be the most dazzling existence of cangyaochao, but also the most handsome and charming man of cangyaochao!"

"Your little mouth is really getting sweeter and sweeter!" Mo Yunluo pinches her chin and kisses her lips, which are slightly swollen.

The smile between Xiao die's eyebrows and eyes is stronger: "if the twelve princes like it, in the future, the maidservant is willing to say your favorite words by your pillow every night!"

"The prince is waiting to see if you can name a flower?" The clouds are falling and laughing.

"Twelve princes are really bad!" Little butterfly is coquettish and angry, but how to look at it, how coquettish and infinite.

"Don't you like it? Well The ink cloud falls, the body slightly inclines, the warm breath, blows in the bosom person son only to beg for mercy.

"Yes! I like the twelve princes

"Good boy

Hearing that they are more and more wanton in their flirtation, they never turn back to the "right topic". All the patience and repression of beimingying completely collapse.

"You two are so elegant!" With a bit of gnashing of teeth means voice, hard from her lips overflow.

The two people who were totally selfless were shocked and looked at each other. When they saw the comer, they could not express the wonderful look.

Beimingying steps towards them step by step.

With her step approaching, Mo Yunluo and Xiao die are excited and get up from the ground in a hurry, sorting out their messy clothes.

"The princess has finished all the things she should see. Why worry now?" North Ming Ying lips, evoke a touch of irony arc.

The ink cloud falls to wear the fingertip of the belt to slightly a meal, cold and fierce Mou light, brush of fall with his body: "when did you come?"

"Does it matter?" The North Ming Ying doesn't return to ask, in them a few steps of distance, stop pace.

Mo Yun falls, breathing a stagnant, a time, unexpectedly don't know how to answer her rhetorical question.

Whether she comes early or late, now he and Xiao die look like this. It's easy to see what happened before.

Seeing that he didn't speak, beimingying didn't give up. Instead, she laughed more and more sarcastically: "when I played with a maid, now I play with the maid beside the imperial concubine. Does it have a different taste?"

"Beimingying! Pay attention to your words When the clouds fall, they turn black.

If he couldn't move her now, he would slap her in the face and fan her out thousands of miles away.

"What? You can do such a dirty thing, can't you let my imperial concubine say? " Beimingying is still laughing, laughing sarcastically and contemptuously: "the clouds are falling! My imperial concubine doesn't know that you're a bit of a dandy, but I'm too lazy to make it clear, so as not to embarrass each other! "

"Beimingying..." "You can make fun of my imperial concubine, but don't tease me like a fool!" Don't give him the chance to say the complete words, beimingying smiles and says in a hateful voice: "in order to achieve the goal, you bribe the people around the imperial concubine, the imperial concubine can not care about you, but you should never,

never, should not touch such a cheap maid!"

"Miss! I didn't mean to betray you, I just... "

"Call me the twelve imperial concubines!" The cold eyes of beimingying brush her anxious face.

Little butterfly bit her lower lip wrongly and called in a low voice: "Twelve imperial concubines..."

Bei Ming Ying raised her hand and slapped her cheek: "didn't you eat?"

The tears in Xiaodie's eyes immediately slide down the corner of her eyes. I feel pity for her. It's very distressing.

"Beimingying! Don't go too far! " Mo Yun falls unconscious and protects her behind.

"Too much?" Beimingying chews these two words lightly: "is it the imperial concubine who is too much or you who are too much? Is it hard to succeed? Do you need the emperor to judge?"

Butterfly smell speech, complexion suddenly a white.

The face of Mo Yun Luo is also very ugly: "what do you want to do?" "What do you say?" Bei Ming Ying doesn't ask back. She reaches out her hand and pushes him away, revealing the poor man behind him: "you say that if the emperor knows about it, he will continue to open and close his eyes this time? Or will you beat one of you to death and let the other fall out of favor

The coldness of Mo Yun's eyes seems to have quenched the ice: "if you really dare to do this, you won't get any benefits!"

"Why does my imperial concubine want to get benefits?" Beiming Ying asked, immediately, as if aware of what, said with a smile: "no! Looking at you in agony, maybe it's the best for my imperial concubine! "

Mo Yun fell, his breath stagnated, and his face became ferocious and twisted: "don't forget, if you really make trouble with your father, then you will have no way to escape from the murder of the thirteen princesses. By that time, you won't be afraid to implicate your whole Beiming clan?""Since the thirteen princesses chose to let go of the Beiming clan, now they will not turn back!" Although Beiming Ying said so, in fact, she had no bottom in her heart.

Now, her cousin's life and death are uncertain. Who knows, will she still be merciful to their Beiming clan?

Mo Yun was not in a hurry. As if she had already guessed that she would say so, she leaned slightly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "if you add that, how about your alma and my prince buying murders together?"

Beiming Ying's pupil suddenly shrinks.

An unbelievable thought flashed through my mind.

"You, what do you mean?" Bei Ming Ying's voice trembles uncontrollably, and her subconscious prayer is that she thinks too much.

Mo Yunluo is very satisfied. Her hesitation and uneasiness at the moment, her dark cloud covered mood, suddenly clear up: "the man you killed is your cousin!"

"No! impossible! It's impossible... " Bei Mingying shakes her head subconsciously, staggers backward until she bumps heavily against the bamboo, and then pauses in embarrassment You're lying. Emma can't do that It's impossible It's impossible... " "Whether you believe it or not, that's all you have to say. If you are not afraid of the prince and take the whole family of Beiming family to be buried with you, you can go to talk nonsense in front of your father now!" Mo Yunluo takes back his body and embraces the tearful little butterfly behind him: "of course, you can also go to ask your alma for proof!" The voice falls, don't look at her one eye, embrace the small butterfly to go away.

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