Chapter 87： Mingyu

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Chapter 87—Ming Yu

In the main hall, Yao Suzhen only felt a headache, and wanted to turn back to the inner room to rest, and suddenly heard a rush of footsteps. Not waiting for her to look back, the crisp and sweet voice has been passed to the ear.

"Second sister, Mo Zhen came to see you!" Looking at the mess on the ground, Yao Mo's lips twitched with a radiance.

"Slaves see Yao Yao, Yao Xiang is auspicious." Ming Yu, who is cleaning up the debris, is Yao Mozhen, stepping forward and respecting Shi Li.

"You are a new lady, haven't seen you before!" Yao Mo squinted at the jade that leaned over in front of him, his eyes were clear, his dignity and courtesy, he could not be ruined by Anshanshan, and he was regarded as a confidant. In front of this palace lady must be very delicate mind, this person she wrote down, I believe that it will be used later.

"Return to Yao Yao, the slave is just transferred to the Huaqing Palace." Ming Yu did not dare to carry, humble response.

"Ming Yu, there is nothing wrong with you here, go on." If you change to a colorful firefly, you will not respect this fool, watching Ming Yu bow down to an idiot, Yao Suzhen really miss the color firefly. After Ming Yu left, Yao Suzhen indifference to Yao Mozhen, even if her grade is under Yao Mozhen, the habit of long-term cultivation can not be changed. Fortunately, Yao Mozhen is not the same.

"What are you doing?" If Yao Mozhen is not a fool, Yao Suzhen must think that she is looking at her own excitement. At this moment, Yao Suzhen is sitting down at the table and looking at Yao Mozhen in a look of indifference. In the end, it was an idiot. She really didn't understand why the emperor was confused by her fans. This world has become more and more strange.

"Mo Yu came to see the second sister, the little baby and the colorful fireflies have gone far away, the second sister must be very lonely!" Yao Mozhen walked gently to Yao Suzhen and sat down.

Silent, Yao Suzhen from the end of the tea cup, the eyes are not blind to Yao Mozhen.

"In fact, the second sister does not have to worry, my son knows that someone can bring them back! Just like finding a mother!" Yao Mozhen looked at Yao Suzhen with a mysterious look, and the eyes of Shui Ling were so pure and harmless. Yao Su slammed the sound of a slight shock, and immediately looked at Yao Mozhen, and his eyes flashed a layer of fog.

"The goddess can't talk nonsense!" On one side, Tingyue went to Yao Mo's side and pushed it a little.

"Whoever talks, the white eyebrows are the mothers who have found the mother!" Yao Mozhen looked at Tingyue, a serious way.

"You...who are you talking about?" Yao Suzhen only paused for a heartbeat, and the scorpion chilled like ice.

"Anniling, you promised to be a slave, you can't say it!" Ting Yue looked anxiously at Yao Mozhen, and his face changed color.

"The second sister is not someone else!" Yao Mozhen retorted the opening.

"Tingyue, you shut up, Yao Mozhen, you just said that it is white eyebrows? Do you know the white eyebrows?" Yao Suzhen’s heart suddenly rises to the cloud, but the white eyebrows are the people of the world, how can Yao Mozhen know him?

"Yeah, my nephew naturally recognizes the white-browed, she also helps her to find her mother!" Yao Mozhen vowed, nodded.

"How is this possible?" Yao Suzhen always felt that there was a bad feeling that haunted her chest, making her heart irritated and even panic.

"How is it impossible? It was what I saw with my own eyes. The mother's soul turned into a pile of flying ash and rushed into the belly of the scum. The white-browed priest told the nephew that the mother had reincarnate into the belly of the squid! One month, my nephew can see my mother! So happy! Second sister, it’s better to help you with the white eyebrows, let the white eyebrows send the baby and the soul of the firefly to the reborn, preferably In the belly of the smugglers, the doctor said, the florist has a few kittens!" Yao Mozhen compiled a smallpox, and I felt a little sorry for my mother.

"White-browed road... a bunch of flying ash..." Yao Suzhen was so frightened that the scene of the wing room appeared at the moment. On one side, Tingyue hurried to Yao Suo’s side.

"Li Wei Mo listened to my mother-in-law, who was a famous liar on the rivers and lakes. The slaves were looking for him just to make the master happy. The master said in the past, the goddess will listen to it in the past, do not put it on the heart." Ting Yue carefully opened his mouth, and immediately returned to Yao Mo's side.

"If he is a liar...that...nothing! He can't be a liar!" Yao Suzhen suddenly got up, and the cold, like a wolf, shot cold, next to Tingyue.

"Second sister, no one said that he is a liar! Is it?" Yao Mozhen looked at Ting Yue.

"Yes, the white eyebrows will not lie, the goddess, the florist should wake up, and the slaves will help you to go back?" Feeling the anger of Yao Suzhen killing the whip, Tingyue went to Yao Mozhen and sought protection.

"Yeah, can't let the florist be hungry, otherwise the mother will suffer the crime! Second sister, Mo Zhen walked away, and came to see you in two days! Yes, if the second sister wants to let the baby and the color fire reborn Wherever you go, you can let Tingyue look for the white-browed road, he is very powerful!" Yao Mo is leaving and not forgetting to stimulate Yao Suzhen.

"Odd girl, let's go, the flounder can't wait." Feeling that the surrounding air dropped to freezing point, Tingyue hurriedly pulled Yao Mozhen away from Huaqing Palace.

Just the next second when Yao Mozhen took the Huaqing Palace, there was a screaming roar.

"Anniling?" Tingyue subconsciously looked at Yao Mozhen. I saw that Yao Mo is beautiful and clear, like water, and the smile of the lips and corners, if there is nothing. Yao Suzhen, this is just the beginning, you must hold on! Yao Mozhen suddenly felt that the air was very fresh, so he took a sip and immediately strode back to Guanyin Palace.

In the Huaqing Palace, Yao Suzhen madly pushed the square table to the ground, and the red eyes burst into the blazing flame, seeming to burn everything here.

"Why! God, why are you doing this to the palace! Color firefly, you are not enough to die! You have to find the **** stick to lie to the palace! Children! Mother is sorry for you! Sorry for you! Ah--" Yao Suzhen only The heart seems to be roasting in the fire, and the pain can't be added! What reincarnation, it is a lie! She actually killed her own flesh and blood, and this cruel fact completely destroyed Yao Suzhen. When Mingyu returned to Huaqing Palace, the land was in a mess, and Yao Suzhen was in the corner like a dead body. His eyes were hollow and his face was full of tears.

Did not enter the Qing Palace, Yao Mozhen will see the night Junqing sleep with the quilt and sleep on the chaise longue, the quiet face is as sculptural, the perfect outline is not a trace, even if there is no expression, the original motion The beauty of the still people can not help but sigh, especially in the shadow of the snow-colored fur, the night Junqing is like a fairy, the beauty of the illusion.

"Anniling!" At this moment, Liu Xing ran from a distance, Yao Mozhen slammed his fingers and slammed Liu Xing to the stone steps outside Guanyin Palace.

"What's the matter?" Yao Mozhen sat on the swing, stepping on the golden silk embroidered shoes embroidered with gold silk, the breeze blowing, the pale pink skirt swaying in the wind, long hair stunned The arc of Hong, the wind, the desire for immortality.

"Returning to the maiden, the slave found that the three ladies had a close relationship with Zhou Chengwu, the doctor of Zhuangji Yaopu. As early as before the three ladies entered Yaoxiangfu, they were lovers of childhood, and later the grandfather married the three ladies and placed them in the government. That week, Cheng Wu has been responsible for the three ladies' abortion. Just..." Liu Xing wants to stop.

"Say." Yao Mo swayed the swing, the beautiful face was filled with gentle smiles, in the hot air of early summer, the smirk was cold to the extreme.