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"Are you sure you have a princess in your eyes?" Bei Ming Ying pinches her chin and uses almost all her strength on her fingertips.

Aunt Feng ate the pain: "in my eyes, naturally there are twelve imperial concubines for you!"

"It's fun, it's fun, it's fun, it's fun, it's fun, it's fun, it's fun, it's fun The voice falls at the same time, the North Ming Ying arm suddenly throws.

Aunt Feng fell to the ground and didn't dare to cry for pain. She knelt down in front of her in a hurry: "the twelve princes said that recently, I've been tired of plain clothes and oppressive atmosphere, so I'm just..."

"You are looking for death!" Don't wait for her voice to fall, North Ming Ying kick in her chest.

Aunt Feng couldn't dodge and snorted. She leaned back to a meter away.

The little servant girl who was waiting on her was shocked.

Leng Leng stands in place, forgetting the reaction for a moment.

Aunt Feng's aching body shivers. She just wants to please the twelve princes, but she offends them first.

She hasn't been shut up these days. How could she be so abnormal today?

And he was lucky to be dead and hit the muzzle of the gun.

Should I say she's out of breath today, or should I say I'm too unlucky?

Beimingying step by step, step by step in front of her, regardless of her pain pale face, a foot heavily stepped on her chest.

"Wu ~ ~" aunt Feng whimpered and subconsciously hugged her ankles with her hands, trying to move her feet away.

Beimingying didn't move. Her voice was as cold as ice: "since I'm so happy, I'm not as happy as my imperial concubine. How about that?"

Aunt Feng's scalp was numb, and the fear in her eyes continued to expand: "Twelve imperial concubines! I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong I beg the twelve imperial concubines not to forget the villain's life, and forgive me this time Twelve imperial concubines! I beg you I beg you... " "Like to speculate on the master's mind, right? Good! Today, as you wish, I will personally give you a ride, and let you be a considerate slave beside my concubine's Amar Ignoring her plea for mercy, Bei Mingying spontaneously pulls out a hairpin, and the sharp end of it directly touches her artery

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Aunt Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and her fear reached the extreme: "Twelve imperial concubines, Mingjian, I'm the concubine's room of twelve princes. I should not go to hell to serve your AMA with emotion and reason. I hope twelve imperial concubines will take back their orders..."

"You don't deserve it, but for your sake of trying so hard to guess the master's mind, my imperial concubine can give you this chance!" As the voice fell, the fingertip of the hairpin was slightly forced, and the sharp end directly penetrated into her skin. A bright red blood rolled down the hairpin.

Scared silly little servant girl suddenly back to God, regardless of honor and inferiority, hurried forward, a take down the North Ming Ying hands hairpin.

"I beg twelve imperial concubines to spare aunt Feng this time, and I beg twelve imperial concubines to spare aunt Feng this time..." The little maid knelt down in a panic and kept kowtowing to her.

"This imperial concubine sees, you want to accompany her to die together!" North Ming Ying cold voice way, side eye, looked at eye small beginning.

Small beginning clear, immediately forward, left and right open bow to small servant girl's cheek a burst of greeting.

Aunt Feng, who escaped from death, doesn't care whether she will hurt beimingying. She pushes her foot with all her strength, staggers up, covers the wound on her neck, and retreats step by step, trying to open a safe distance between each other.

The cold light of beimingying's eyes suddenly appeared: "I advise you to come and die now. Maybe the imperial concubine can still leave a whole body for you, otherwise, it will be more than ten thousand pieces of corpses!"

Aunt Feng shuddered.

It's worse than ten thousand pieces of corpses. I'm afraid life is worse than death?

Shake your head, shake your head desperately.

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to be broken into pieces, and she doesn't want to live like death.

By the way!

Twelve princes!

Twelve princes can save her!

The twelve princes can save her

In a whirl of thoughts, aunt Feng turned quickly and ran to the outside of the house.

She wants to go to the twelve princes, she wants to go to the twelve princes

Beimingying see her mind, don't want to think, pull up.

Small first see their own master left, can't care to continue to beat small servant girl, busy raised skirt to chase forward.

Hearing the footsteps approaching behind her, aunt Feng ran forward in a hurry, and didn't even notice the road ahead.

It wasn't until there was a bang and a bump that I stopped because I fell.

"Twelve princes! Are you ok? " Koizumi on one side saw that his master had been collided and asked nervously.

Aunt Feng, sitting down on the ground, hears the words, and immediately feels like a savior. Regardless of the pain on her body, she quickly kneels down and climbs to Mo Yun's feet: "twelve princes! Twelve imperial concubines want to kill me. Please help me, help me... "

Mo Yun falls displeasantly to see her one eye, immediately, Mou Guang falls with the North Ming Ying body that angrily comes: "how to return a responsibility?""I'm afraid the twelve princes asked the wrong person!" Beimingying sneers and stares at the person behind him with sharp eyes.

Mo Jin Xi Ying Ting's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were full of waves: "don't talk to the prince in a strange way here, recognize your own identity!"

Beimingying, who was already full of anger, blew up and sneered back: "I heard that you are tired of plain clothes and oppressive atmosphere recently? Yes? Now is not even this imperial concubine also tired of, want to drive out the mansion together? "

"Do you know what you're talking about?" The black cloud falls, the eyelid slightly narrows, in the eye flickers the dangerous meaning.

"Of course Beiming Ying stepped forward a few steps, chin slightly raised, look proud sneer: "Beiming family has not yet collapsed, the twelve princes can't wait, it's too early to ignore me?" "Beimingying! Don't play tricks with the prince. You think you are still the powerful lady of Amar. The prince tells you that you are inferior to a humble concubine in the eyes of the prince! " Mo Yunluo was furious, and at the same time, he threw away the person who was in front of him.

He

I've had enough of her face.

With a "bang" sound, Bei Ming Ying's body heavily bumps against the tree trunk not far away.

"Twelve imperial concubines!" Xiaochu screamed, and quickly stepped forward to help the master who was half lying on the ground into his arms: "Twelve imperial concubines! How are you? Don't scare me Twelve imperial concubines... "

The North Ming Ying is pale, the lip petal opens to open to close, slow for a long time, just finally is from that piercing pain, slow to breathe. "Twelve imperial concubines! Can you say something? Don't scare me Twelve imperial concubines... " Xiaochu was at a loss and tears fell down.

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