Chapter 627

"What's more, although our goal is to reach the Empire of Zhongzhou, we are now in the whirlpool of power in Beilan and can't get away from it. In a short time, we have to depend on the former Emperor, but we can't offend him." Zimucheng made persistent efforts.

Chu Wuxu wavered even more: "well. I'll go back for a few days. "

Zimucheng was relieved.

But Ken finally left.

It is easier to ask God than to send him away.

Send her out for ten days first. After ten days, he will think of other ways or excuses to send her away. At least, will not let her have the opportunity to hinder Mo Yan, hurt the fields.

"However, during the period when I leave, you must find a way to refine the pills for my face!" As for appearance, Chu Wuxu has never given up.

A woman's face is more important than anything.

She has not given up hope so far.

"Well, I'll do my best." Purple Mu Cheng casually perfunctory way.

Jokes.

How can I give you antidote pills.

Even if there are fields, I will never give it to you. You will continue to be ugly all your life.

Too beautiful people, life is always like open hang, after all, this is also a look at the face of the world. To a large extent, Chu Wuxu's status and power depended on her face.

"The palace was cleaned up and went back to the palace."

"I'll see you off."

"No, you concentrate on refining medicine for our palace." Then he left.

Chu Wu Xu left, purple Mu Cheng after a smile, eyebrows and eyes full of irony: "fool."

If a woman can be dismissed in a few words, her IQ is just like that.

Thanks to his worry.

Now it seems that this woman will not be Mo Yan's opponent at all. Even if he doesn't help, it's estimated that Mo Yan and Qian Mo have a way to solve her.

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Beilan palace.

The splendid eaves were covered with white silk.

No more luxury.

What we can see is only white and black.

Palace people, all dressed in mourning plain clothes, hairpin hair ornaments are under, only dare to hairpin a white flower at the temples, to show their mourning for the dead.

It's the holy Hall of the palace.

Sobbing cry, separated by 500 meters away, can be heard.

Among them, the most miserable one was a woman.

"My poor son! My son, Wuwuwuwu -- "

"How can you be so cruel and abandon your mother like this? How can you let your mother live alone in the future, Wuwu..."

The more you cry, the more miserable you are.

Like a fierce ghost demanding his life, his voice was extremely sharp, full of grief and deep hatred for the person who killed Chu Changgeng.

"You died miserably, my son. The skin has been peeled off, and you can't see your face clearly. Your mother can't recognize you. My mother loves you so much."

"Wuwuwuwu, my mother will take revenge on you, and let those who hurt you die without a place to die!"

At the end, it was almost hysterical.

There is no doubt that the mourner is Tang ya, the mother of Chu Changgeng, the second prince.

Princess Tang's sky is falling.

She cried so much that she couldn't sit any more. Three people beside her supported her. She was still paralyzed on the ground. Her face was covered with tears and her eyes lost focus.

Where is the former favorite crown six palace, the kind of gorgeous scenery?

It looks like a 40 year old woman.