Chapter 175： How long have you been crazy about it?

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"Well, my father said yes, God really has eyes. Although the older sister died, Yao Suzhen could not be a queen, but it was Mo Zhen, and he became the nobles of the Sixth Palace. Father, This is what you didn't expect?" Yao Mozhen suddenly put away an angry look, faintly looking at Yao Zhenting.

"How long have you been crazy about it?" Yao Zhenting looked at Yao Mozhen with a cold eye and questioned.

"The moment the mother died, Mo Zhen was outside the door of Shujingxuan. At that time, Mo Zhen had already vowed that one day, Mo Zhen would let all the people who had insulted the mother pay the price!" Yao Mozhen From the coldness of the arc, the bottom of the eyes is cold.

"So early. Then. Then the next thing is all you do? Are you well designed?" Yao Zhenting suddenly felt the back ridge cold, and the hair was upright.

"This question was also asked when Dou Xianglan died. Yes, one of the piles that happened since the return of Yichunyuan was a masterpiece of Mo Zhen, the death of Gao Song, the death of Dou Xianglan, and the adoption of When you get into the water, you can see you as a deadly enemy. Yao Suzhen falls down from the position of Huang Guifei. Oh, and Su Mu Zi and Ming Yu are now grateful to the palace in a far away place. As for Boan, even if Li Qingqing tells you where he is hiding, and you can't find it, because Mo Zhen has already placed her in a safe place, and soon he can reunite with his mother!"

Yao Mozhen looked at Yao Zhenting's tangled and distorted expression, and finally hated the exit. At this moment, she really wants her mother to see Yao Zhenting's ugly now!

"Impossible! Li Qingqing has let the old man fight to death!" Yao Zhenting was stepped back by Yao Mozhen's words, and his eyes were covered with confusion.

"Father's hands are automatic? Did you see it with your own eyes?" Yao Mo's lips smirked, and the smirk and freshness seemed to be a small flower swaying in the wind in the green field. It was flawless and could fall into the eyes of Yao Zhenting. It is like a devil.

Upon hearing this sentence, Yao Zhenting rushed out of the room and ran to the storm room.

"Yiang Niang. Are you okay?" Outside the door, Tingyue’s eyes were tearful, and he looked at the master with distress. Some things can only be felt by personal experience. Even if she is heartbroken to the second lady, she can’t compare with the master. Looking at the mother being killed but only forbearing, what kind of heartache.

"Do you know why the palace tells him the truth?" Yao Mo's eyes are as deep as two dark nights, and there is no light.

"The slaves don't understand." Tingyue followed Yao Mo's body and shook his head.

"Because this palace wants to have hate in his heart, live with hate, it is a kind of torture, watching the hated people rise from the wind, above him, it is a kind of suffering. This palace wants him to do for himself. Everything pays even the price that he can't imagine!" Yao Mozhen sneered, reborn, and the only thing she has to do is to be worthy of herself!

When I saw the night Junqing walked out of the main hall and greeted him, Yao Mo's lips evoked a smile that was relieved. After he was born again, he still accompanied him.

"Are you okay? This king just saw that the lord ran toward the southwest, and it looked a bit strange." The night Jun Qing suspicion looked at Yao Mozhen, and after confirming that Yao Mozhen had no serious problems, he was relieved.

"Now it's okay, I can't guarantee it for a while." Yao Mozhen walked leisurely in front, which is why she brought her to the night. If Yao Zhenting really started, she should always protect her. She is in Yao Zhenting. Showing identity in front of us does not mean that she wants everyone to know her current state.

"What do you mean?" When the night Jun Qing did not agree, Yao Mozhen had already gone to the storm room. When he was not in the storm room, Yao Mozhen had already heard Yao Zhenting’s arrogance.

"Where is Li Qingqing? The old man is asking you! Speak!" Looking at the empty storm room, Yao Zhenting’s forehead was experiencing bursting and his eyes were red.

"Back. Back to the old man, it is the wake of Yao Xing's wife who took them away, not the little people!" Several of the criminals were rowing on the ground and trembled back.

"Here is Yao Xiangfu, what does she rely on! Come and pull them down, fight each of the 50 boards!" Yao Zhenting was angry and tempted, and the body could not help but step back. Fortunately, Yao Tuo helped, but did not fall to the ground.

"Father. I don't want to have a mother without a mother. I know that there is no mother's taste. My father doesn't get angry. It's all bad." At this time, Yao Mozhen went to Yao Zhenting with a grievance, slender fingers. Pulling up Yao Zhenting’s clothes, tears fell.

"Get out of the way! You are so awkward! The old man killed you!" Looking at Yao Mozhen's pitiful phase, Yao Zhenting couldn't bear it, and now he picked up the leather whip around him and yelled at Yao Mozhen.

Seeing the whiplash is about to hit Yao Mozhen, the night Jun Qing rushed up to protect Yao Mozhen in his arms, the other hand slammed the whip.

"You must pay attention to yourself! Yao Yao is the palace in the end, the grade is above you, if this whip falls on Yao Hao, the **** may not be able to afford it!" The night Jun Qing eyebrows like a peak, the sound is absolutely cold.

"Don't worry. If the father thinks that the snoring can make his father feel more comfortable, he is willing to be beaten by his father. But the nephew really feels pitiful, even if he is not a dear brother, not a father's child, but a father. It hurts him for so long. The father let him go, okay? If the father wants his son, he can be aunt again!" Yao Mozhen’s words are like a knife ###姚震庭的心, let him In order to be mad, he was not only brought with a green hat, but also raised a son, and he raised more than one. Especially after knowing the "rootless water" thing, Yao Zhenting really wanted to kill Yao Mozhen alive.

"Yao Mozhen! You shut up! You are a vicious woman! You are a snake and a beast! The old man killed you today! Solve my heart and hate! Come and tie Yao Mozhen to the old man!" Yao Zhenting has lost his mind. Hysterical arrogance.

At this moment, the night Junqing finally understood the meaning of Yao Mozhen. It seems that she not only has something, but it is not a trivial matter. The housekeepers in the house looked at each other and then looked at Yao Tu.

"Master, never, Yao Yao is your daughter, it is a big chaos, you are doing the following crimes, it is a big sin!" Yao Tu did not think that things will develop to the present level.

"Hey! She is a kind! Like Yao Moxin, it's all kinds! You listen, don't do it again, the old man will kill you now!" Yao Zhenting's words touched the taboo of the night.

Seeing that the family was rushing up, the night was clear and the body was steeply flashing. The electric light stone was on the way. The family members of the courtyard fell to the ground, and the pain was mourning. Only Yao Mozhen was safe and sound in the night. The light in the eye is like a star.

"Yao Zhenting, if you are not a kind-hearted biological father, this king has already asked for your life! No matter whether it is Mo Xin or Mo Zhen, it is your unworthy existence! Today, the king will truthfully report to the emperor. When you are involved in the following crimes, your own emperor disposal!" The cold voice contains the chill of the bones, the night Jun Qing word, the sound like a Hong Zhong, especially the eyes, see Yao Zhenting heart cold.

"How can you be so fierce to your father!" Yao Mozhen pushed the night to clear the night, and turned to Yao Zhenting. In front of him, Yao Mozhen leaned over and swayed with a voice that only two of them could hear.

"Don't want to go to Li Qingqing and Bo An, who don't want to save."

"The old man will not let you go!" Yao Zhenting gnawed his teeth, and the flame from the bottom of his eyes seemed to burn Yao Mozhen.

"To each other." Leave this sentence, Yao Mo's voice is bright.