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"The clouds are falling! You are angry outside. When you come back, you will only vent your anger on a weak woman like me. Are you still a man? " North Ming Ying endure the pain of jaw, sneer.

Mo Yun fell slightly, and her evil voice gently brushed her ear: "don't you know whether the prince is a man or not? Or, at the beginning, the prince's service was not comfortable enough for you? Well

Beimingying's breathing is stagnant, and her goose bumps are all around. She has a feeling of nausea and vomiting.

I've never seen such a shameless person!

"Or do you want my prince to wait on you again?" Black cloud falls thin ice cold lip petal, stick up her earlobe, not light not heavy bite.

North Ming Ying subconsciously tilts, avoids his lips, the body tightens to ask: "what do you want?"

"Let your life be worse than death!" Mo Yunluo drew back slowly, pushed her head against the cold wall with a little force from her fingertips: "today, my prince, I'm going to see your grandfather!"

North Ming Ying smell speech, a moment clear.

No wonder he was so angry. I think his proposal was rejected by his grandfather.

For a moment, she felt happy, as if the pain on her body had been relieved a lot.

The clouds are falling! Dark clouds fall

You are not destined to get everything you want in your life.

Destined to be only a minister, humble as dust kneel in front of the next emperor, let each other pinch round pinch flat.

Mo Yunluo didn't miss it. The mood that flashed past her eyes became more furious for a moment: "you are very happy to see that the prince is not satisfied, aren't you?"

Beimingying wants to nod and laugh. She tells him that she is really happy and happy as never before, but she knows that once she does, she will not live to the sunrise tomorrow.

"Didn't you say that we are grasshoppers on a rope? In that case, if you don't like it, how can I be happy?" North Ming Ying cold face way.

"What you really think, you know best in your own heart!" Mo Yunluo gnashed his teeth: "you remember to the prince, your grandfather does not let go, the prince will torture you for a day, to see who is the first to collapse in the end?"

As the voice fell, she jerked her head back, and then pushed it against the cold wall.

"Well ~ ~" North Ming Ying stuffy hum a, abrupt impact, bring severe pain, make her head a time dizzy.

Mo Yunluo felt that this was not enough. He tugged her head for several times before stopping: "beimingying! If my prince were you, he would recognize the reality earlier and go back to the North underworld to be a qualified lobbyist! "

North Ming Ying is hit two eyes faintly, even he talks, all hear not true.

Open mouth, want to export words, and stiffly back.

At this time, she can't be tough with him, otherwise, she will die today. "Our current relationship, although it is a win-win, a loss, but if the Prince did not even fight for the opportunity, then, the prince can only bear to give up, let you day by day truly experience, the prince's anxious mood, until you completely understand it!" Mo Yunluo loosened

and pinched the fingertips of her chin, slowly got up, looking at the soft stall and the people on the ground like garbage.

Beimingying can't hear the warning between his words, but he doesn't know that the more he is, the less she will let him.

Death is nothing to be afraid of, but she will certainly pull him as a cushion before going to hell to report.

"Think for yourself!" Put down this words, Mo Yunluo didn't continue to stay, turned around, and went to the outside of the room. When he reached the table, he looked at the food, waved his sleeve, and swept it all to the ground.

Xiao Chu, hit by a bowl, wakes up from a coma.

Her face turned white suddenly because of the mess.

"Twelve imperial concubines..." Xiao Chu exclaimed, subconsciously scanning around, waiting to see the master leaning against the wall, a little relieved, busy kneeling to climb over.

The North Ming Ying jilted the next dizzy head, arm support with the ground, want to get up, however, just got up half, and heavily fell back.

"Twelve imperial concubines! How are you doing? Where did it all hurt? I'll get you a doctor... " Looking at his master's embarrassed appearance, the tears in his eyes flowed down.

She was in a coma just now. Although she didn't know what happened, she must have suffered from inhuman torture from her master's swollen jaw and the blood stains left on the wall.

When did the master who grew up in the palm of people's hands suffer such grievances and injuries?

The North Ming Ying lightly shakes head: "don't ask a doctor, this imperial concubine still can't throw this person!"

"But your wound..."

"There's medicine in the cupboard. You can help me deal with it!" Beiming Ying no doubt way, motioned her to help her up.

Xiao Chu quickly climbed up first, then carefully lifted her from the ground and sat down on a chair not far away: "Twelve imperial concubines! You wait a moment, maidservant to look for medicine"Well!"

Get her response, small early busy line to the cabinet, looking for drugs.

Beimingying looks sideways, looking to the direction of the dark cloud falling away, and the resentment is slowly replaced by the killing intention.

The clouds are falling!

It's still an unknown who is going to die between us?

But

I believe it will be revealed soon!

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after more than a month of discussion and urging, Mo Lifeng finally relented and decided to be the crown prince with the expectation of many civil and military officials.

Mo Jin Chi!

An unexpected answer.

Both the emperor's favor and the support of the Beiming clan are powerful conditions for him to become the prince.

In the face of people's greetings and invitation, Mo Jinxi abandoned the power of nine cows and two tigers, just got away, and went home early to accompany his wife and children.

However

Some people are happy and others are worried about it.

Compared with the success of supporting Mo Jinxi to become the prince, the ministers are happy; compared with the failure of supporting other princes, the ministers are not happy; among them, Mo Yunluo is the most angry and unwilling.

He felt that he was watching, originally belonged to his position, so because beimingsen refused to let go, and fell on Mo Jinxi.

He couldn't help hating Beiming Hong again for his early death, which made him lose the crown prince position. In this angry and unwilling mood, he didn't know how he came back to the house and how he appeared in beimingying's wing room. He only knew that when he recovered, the room was in a mess, and the hostess of the room, like a pile of garbage without bones, was covered with blood and lying on the ground

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