V2.Chapter 507

In the past two days, the Queen's mother's family was also active in the court, trying to help the queen out of trouble, but the effect was very little.

Although emperor Baorong was plain and honest in politics, he only believed in this aspect.

"Forgive me for my incompetence." Rather know that the expression does not change, the flesh does not smile to leave a word, then turn to leave, pianpianpian white clothes lining his white jade general face more and more elegant if immortal.

Yan Moli's handsome face sank completely, and his foot muscles twisted slightly and spasmodically.

After a long time, he temporarily calmed down his anger and raised his voice: "come in."

Liu Qianqian just outside did not hear the movement inside, inhaled, just hang his head to go in, line bow ceremony.

"Your Highness."

In her heart, she was both uneasy and somewhat shy.

Yan Mo Li's gloomy face has not completely faded away. At the moment, Liu Qianqian doesn't have a good face, and his voice is cold and hard.

"The Empress Dowager has chosen another marriage for our palace. Now you have been ill for some time in the house. After some time, the wind has passed, and we will help you choose another marriage. You just have to listen to me and pay close attention to the person you marry."

However, in a few days, her reputation in the imperial city had gone from bad to worse. Naturally, few families were willing to marry such a notorious woman.

But Liu Qianqian thought that, even if others were doing something, Yan Moli would keep his promise and marry her.

I didn't expect that it was such a bolt from the blue.

Her eyes were sour for a moment, tears flowed down her cheeks, and her heart was sad and shocked. She could not speak.

"Your Highness, I..." Liu Qianqian clenched her lips, and her pink lips were completely bloodless. "You promised me that you would marry me sooner or later. I'll..."

A word is not finished, he was Yan Mo Li Mu in the cold force to live in the mouth, the heart seems to split into tens of millions of pieces.

Yan Moli didn't feel guilty because of her grief and crying. His eyes were full of cold, and now he was infected with a bit of impatience.

"Shut up."

Liu Qianqian quickly raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face, but now the tears are just like opening the gate. They are not only not clean, but also more and more.

Yan Moli has completely lost his patience, and his voice is cold without a trace of temperature. "You are just a chess piece in this hall with heavy gold. You really hope to marry me and change your humble identity."

Liu Qianqian, like being struck by lightning, was completely rigid in place, and the blood on the surface faded completely.

Tears silently across the corner of his eyes, the hot temperature, like his merciless words, pierced into her heart.

It turned out that she was so unbearable in his eyes, and even had no qualification to accompany him.

I'm afraid that no matter how she changed her face, what remained in his heart was always the humble and pitiful look when she was just bought back.

The heart is like a knife.

Yan Mo Li is most tired of women crying, see a pair of sword eyebrows are twisted into the character of Sichuan, deep enough to kill flies.

"Send her back to the prime minister's office."

The voice full of impatience sounded, like the judgment of hell, completely determined the fate of Liu Qianqian in the future.

Originally, Yan Mo Li did not want to discuss with Liu Qianqian.

A chess piece, of course, is only played by the good.

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"The wedding date of his highness King Ling is set on the sixth day of the next month, and the rest of the princes have also been fixed, and the thirteen princes have been set after the spring of next year." Qin ya, as usual, said that she had received news recently.