Chapter 417： Not your big marriage

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Chapter 417 is not your big marriage.

"When Wang was just married, how could Mo Zhen go, Xiaohan Wang thought that the king had led, but Mo Zhen could not leave Jeju in the short term." Chu Moxin said that he would take Yao Mozhen to leave and sit at the table. Yao Mozhen has not expressed his position, but Jun Jun is not happy.

"It’s weird, you are not married to her. Why don’t you let Yao Mozhen go! No matter what, Yao Mozhen and the king are going!” Chu Moxin has the meaning of hitting the south wall.

"I am afraid that this is not a small cold king." Night Jun is more and more disliked by Chu Moxin, this child, and I want to abduct my own heart and baby! Uh... The night is clear, when did you take Yao Mozhen as your heart? When……

"Night Junqing, you want to be a flower radish, no one will stop you! But you can't buckle this dirty hat on Mo Zhen's sister! With Mo Qi's sister's identity, it is impossible to be small! You are still dead. This heart!" Chu Mo believes in the side, Kubuzheer very rudely evaluated the behavior of the night Junqing.

"Yes! You only have a few days of Tingting, and now you are restless! This king despise you!" Chu Moxin suddenly felt that if he could marry Kubuzhe as his wife, it would be his blessing, at least not in his own. At the time, Kubuzheer can definitely speak amazingly.

"You! Yao Mozhen, should you say something!" The night is clear and speechless. On the surface, he does have the suspicion of stepping on two boats. God knows, he is awkward!

"Cough... Tingyue, clean up for the palace, and go to Dahan with Xiaohan Wang after lunch." If she was not eager to let her face the wrong time, she should have gone a long way. Counting the days, I believe that the Tudors of the Iron and Blood Corps have already got the news, and now they can win the support of Daxie, even if it is to persuade Chuxi to stand by.

"Yao Mozhen!" Night Junqing did not expect that Yao Mozhen really should have written Chu Moxin, she did not even give herself a look, so she decided to go.

"Slave, then go." Tingyue did not dare to neglect, immediately left the main hall, Chu Moxin and Kubuzher children listened, and they were happy and excited, respectively, to the night Jun Qing a white eye and then jumped away.

In the main hall, Ben Lei and others saw the night and the face was green and green, and immediately receded.

"Mo Mo, Rao is what the king did wrong, you can come up with it, the king thinks about it, why bother to go?" Night Jun Chiang Mai walked to Yao Mozhen, try to make his voice heard. It is enough sincere.

"First, Mo Zhen does not think that Wang Ye has done something wrong. Second, Mo Zhen is not mad at it." Yao Mozhen seriously corrected.

"Why is that?" The night Jun Qing did not understand.

"When Loulan Wang once told Mo Zhen, Du Yi and Chu Xi of the Iron and Blood Corps were the turn of the Eighths. Now the alliance of the five countries has already failed. Do you think that it will be a good time?" Yao Mozhen looks solemn and has a good heart. pressure.

"There is such a thing... then you can't go too big, otherwise if Chu Xi and that are all colluding, you will be in danger! No! This king can't let you go!" abnormal.

"The situation is still unclear. Mo Zhen must fight for the strength of all parties. If you can't be friends, at least you can't just become an enemy. If you don't make any credit, how can you operate such a heavyweight like Wang Ye? !! Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows and looked at the night, and there was still anger in his heart.

"Oh, Yao Mozhen, this king has already admit his mistake, and you have promised this king. As long as the king and Duan Tingting are in the hall, you will never mention this again. Then you obviously are not keeping promises!" When I mentioned the word "傀儡", the eggplant that was beaten by the frost when the night was cleared was smashed down. In this matter, even if the night Junqing said the smallpox, it could not be said.

"Mo Mo is not keeping promises, how!" Yao Mozhen hated to look at the night Junqing, the clear voice of the scorpion raised.

"Don't dare to do it..." Night Junqing felt that this little nephew, Yao Mozhen is likely to catch a lifetime.

"Well, as a sly, you have a very good attitude!" Yao Mo 婉 婉 婉 婉 婉 婉 婉 婉 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚

From the mouth of the disease, the disaster came out of the mouth, watching Yao Mozhen's glory as the front of the light, the night Junqing knows that he has been ruined in this mouth.

After the lunch, Yao Mozhen deliberately went to the room of Han Jinyi, thank him for his care during this time. Although the performance of Han Jinyi is very natural, Yao Mozhen knows that he is very disappointed. In fact, with Yao Mozhen's so exquisite and thoughtful thoughts, she understands that Han Jinyi's 'special' care for her, but Yao Mozhen thinks that they are better friends than friends, and she doesn't mind knowing more. Like Han Jinyi, a friend who sees money like dirt!

"Yao Mozhen, you don't feel good about yourself! The deity is taking care of you. It is because you are pitiful, look at you, long and ugly, not tall, just like a dwarf melon, the worst It’s just being abandoned by the night prince who is more ugly than you! In this case, a good person like the deity will naturally not stand by and watch, you can’t fall in love with the deity, because of this, it’s hard to be Can live to the present!" Han Jinyi looked at Yao Mozhen, his expression was very exaggerated.

"Yes, the Lord is a good man who everyone admires!" Yao Mozhen can assert that at this moment, if there are no 100,000 people holding a small cloth man who wrote the character of Han Jinyi, she will not Surname Yao! Great good people? He is not afraid of the wind and his tongue!

"Know it!" Han Jinyi picked up his eyebrows and finished the whole clothes. He looked at Yao Mozhen and waved at him. In fact, no one told Yao Mozhen, Han Jinyi likes to eat winter melon.

"Nuo Mou will not bother the good guys, and Mo Yan will retire." Yao Mozhen sakura lips reached the limit, and suddenly a line appeared: the dog leg is not guilty, the robber is long live.

When Yao Mozhen left the pavilion, the night Junqing did not go out to send it, which also smashed the meaning of Chu Moxin and Kubuzheer, and there was no night Junqing to stop, they could not ask for it. Yao Mozhen did not care too much, only smashed a few words of the thunder and the thunder and lightning, and took Ting Yue and Yin Xue with the desert letter to embark on the trip.

Even if Yao Mozhen is more intelligent and intelligent, he can't predict this, and almost let her die of Huang Quan!

Chu Palace, Yu Shufang

"Thousands of words are true. After the Chu, Yao Mozhen is not an idiot. She and the night princes have been slandered in the early morning. Except for thousands of personal temptations, these are evidences from the secret investigation." The man in the brown short coat kneels on the ground, with a black belt around his waist. The short hair roots stand up, and the facial features are still Zhou Zheng. There is no eyebrows, and the sound is always stunned, and the time is wide. It’s the eyes, the light changes in the meantime, it’s unsightly, and I can’t see his mind.

"Impossible! You can't lie to you! Everyone in the world can lie, but she won't! Why are you framing her? Why don't you believe her!" Dragon chair, night hong The game was witnessed, the eyes were spurting fire, and the handcuffs holding the fists were loosened, and the memorials on the dragon case were all smashed to the ground.

"You put the evidence up." Thousands of faces did not want to see the night game, and immediately sent the secret letter in the hands of the subordinates.

"Roll! You are all going to roll! Unless you see it with your own eyes, you will not believe these nonsenses!" The night of the game is red-eyed, and all the secret letters sent by him are broken into pieces.

"Thousands of faces retire." Faced with the roar of the night game, thousands of faces did not care, as the deputy capital of the Iron Blood Corps, he was only responsible for Tudor.