Chapter 236： This ink is what you are going out of.

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Chapter 236, this ink is what you are going out of.

"This is the owe to you by this palace. You can rest assured that this palace will make you see how bad it is in the end of your life. You talk about what happened during this time, why you will be weak to this extent. "Yao Mozhen looked worriedly at Ming Yu, and asked distressedly.

"Returning to the maiden, during the time when the maiden and the prince of the singer went out to Loulan, the emperor did not know how to persuade the emperor, actually regained the royal darling, and the first thing after the singer was to find the slave, the slave did not The method was to ask Anshanshan to be a slave to the slave, and the sin was wrong. The slave was actually transferred to the refining pharmacy. Perhaps it was a life. Although the slaves escaped the revenge of Lily, they did not want to refine the pharmacy but there was a big event. The medicinal herbs of the second refinement were out of chaos, and the palace ladies who tried the medicines died in succession. Even the palace ladies responsible for refining the medicines were also infected with cold poison. In order not to let this matter reach the emperor’s ears, the Anshanshan not only those The palace lady who tried the medicine was quietly transported out of the palace and buried. Even if we were all forbidden, without his permission, we must not leave the refining room. Mingyu knows that life is not long, I want to work hard with Anshanshan, but Anshan is afraid of cold poison. Body, do not enter the pharmacy one step at a time, the slaves have no chance to start..." Ming Yu tears like rain, choking and telling the truth.

"Anshanshan dare to dare to kill people like this! Mingyu, you can rest assured that within ten days, the palace will revenge for the red plum and those innocent palace ladies, so that Anshanshan can not survive, can not die. As for you, do not go back. Yes, Yin Xue, sent her to leave the palace to heal." Yao Mo Yan snorted, his voice chilling like ice.

"Ming Yu thanked the goddess for her kindness, but Mingyu could not leave the refining pharmacy. Anshanshan sent people to count the number of people every day. If he found that the slaves were missing, they would inevitably stun the snakes, which is not conducive to the action of the goddess." Ming Yu gratefully looked at Yao Mozhen However, she refused her kindness.

"But if you go back, you will die!" Looking at Mingyu's skinny at this time, Yao Mozhen felt distressed.

"In the end, the slaves still owe a life to Hongmei, and the slaves are not enough to succumb. As long as they can see the Anshan Mountains in the same way, the slaves will be dead." Ming Yu’s eyes are decided. Yao Mozhen knew that he could not convince Mingyu, and he only had to send Yin Xue to go back to Mingyu.

This night, Yao Mozhen did not sleep all night...

On the following day, when Yao Mozhen dragged his tired body out of the inner room, he was seeing Tingyue’s face rushing in.

"Mother, it's not good, the pro-King is squatting to the emperor to go to the Anshanshan, now Yin Xue is blocking, afraid that it can't stop." Tingyue said this, Yao Mozhen suddenly spirited, Stride out of Guanyin Palace until the east wing.

"Stop! You... ah--" Just when Yao Mozhen opened the door, he saw a group of dark things rushing over. Without waiting for Yao Mo's reaction, he felt a forehead for a moment. Pain, followed by darkness and unconsciousness.

Looking at Yao Mozhen, who was lying on the floor with ink on his face, the night Junqing and Yin Xuedeng stopped fighting, and they walked over.

"Yin Xue, is this ink smack you go out?" The night Jun Qing sings open, Yin Xue does not speak, coveted to see the palm of the night with the ink of the palm.

"Oh..." The night Jun Qing consciously retracted his hand into the wide sleeve, revealing a twilight.

In front of the bronze mirror, Yao Mozhen's legs overlapped on the dressing table, and the jade hand wrapped the white gauze wrapped in ice to light his forehead.

"Left, force! Wang Ye did not eat? It is not as good as a woman." Looking at the reluctant expression of the night Junqing in the bronze mirror, Yao Mozhen shook his head.

"On the right, tap! It seems that Wang Ye does not have to eat the rice for the evening." Yao Mo said.

"Enough!" Night Jun Qing swallowed for a long time, and finally angered the crown.

"Wang Ye is now looking at the face for who to look at? This is not the girl who wakes up after lying in bed for two hours after you stunned me?" Yao Mozhen holding a white gauze, looking at the night with a look of resentment Jun Qing.

"This king has already admit his mistake. You can't hold on to this matter. Besides, this king is not intentional." Looking at Yao Mo's expression of grievances, the night Jun Qing was finally smashed down.

"It’s not intentional to kill the talents. Does the prince feel useful?” Yao Mozhen disapproved.

"The problem is that you are not dead yet!" Night Jun Qing is extremely speechless.

"Wang Ye wants to die?" Yao Mo婉瞪 asked with big eyes.

"..." Night Junqing suddenly felt that shutting up is the most sensible choice for the moment.

At the time of two hours, the night Junqing finally understood a truth. The work of the back is really not done by people, especially to Yao Mo, without strong endurance, it is bound to be mad at the middle. Until the dinner was very good, Yao Mozhen was considered a big compassionate stop.

"Wang Ye really want Anshan to die?" Yao Mozhen asked the dish, casually asked.

"The king saw him with the body of five palace ladies out of the palace. This monk is becoming more and more disrespectful! Is his life a life, and the lives of other people are like grass?" .

"In fact, Wang Ye wants to get rid of this scorpion and can find Mo Zhen to help. He is the red man in front of the emperor. Does the prince feel that the emperor will handle it impartially?" Yao Mozhen reminded him.

"You are willing to deal with Anshanshan?" Night Junqing turned to look at Yao Mozhen, asked for temptation.

"Wang Ye deliberately told Tingyue to go to the emperor to participate in the Anshanshan, and then made such a big move with great fanfare, for what is not so difficult to guess." Yao Mozhen smiled and looked at the night Junqing, eyebrows Bend.

"Too smart woman no one likes....." See Yao Mozhen guessing his own thoughts, the night Jun Qing face flushed, muttering his mouth. He admits that everything he did was just to attract the attention of Yao Mozhen, because Ye Junqing believed that as long as Yao Mozhen took the shot, Anshanshan would not have a way to live.

Heart, awkward pain, yes, too smart woman will only recruit people!

"Oh... this king doesn't mean that..." See Yao Mozhen silently, explaining when the night Jun Qing Deng.

"Wang Ye said that it is right, a woman who is too smart is really annoying. Fortunately, Mo Zhen did not expect anyone to like it." Yao Mozhen pretend to be cold.

"This king..."

"If Mo Zhen remembers it, the prince seems to recognize the fascinating road in the breeze view?" Yao Mozhen did not give the opportunity to explain to the night Junqing, and transferred the topic.

"The dusty big **** stick, what do you mention him?" The night Junqing confirmed it, and it was recognized by the ash. If it wasn’t because there was a gold medal in the hands of the Emperor, he must play the dust. Find your teeth all over the floor.

"The wicked have their own evil spirits, and it is necessary to deal with the Anshan. It is necessary to see him. He will be handed over to the prince. Mo Zhen believes that only the prince will be obedient." Yao Mo's voice is very low, but it is extremely firm, so that there is no reason to refuse.

Until Yao Mozhen got up and left, the night Junqing did not dare to say a word, but the side of the Tingyue, very unfriendly began to clean up the table.

"What are you doing? The king has not finished eating yet?" Night Jun Qing raised his eyebrows to look at Tingyue.

"Tingyue is the slave of the maiden. After the maiden is finished, Tingyue should clean up the table. Others can not control it." Tingyue’s empty space has already poured the food on the table into the water can.

"How can this king be someone else?" Ye Junqing always thought that he had lived in the Guanyin Palace for so long, and he became an indispensable part of Guan Gong Palace.

"Wang Ye is not a slave to others. I don't know. The slaves only know the masters who are smart and understanding like Niangniang. People will like them." Tingyue's words have a meaning for Yao Mozhen.