Chapter 492： trustworthy

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Chapter 492 is trustworthy

"Beyond Li Zhun, Ge Nie is a trustworthy doctor." Yao Mozhen looked at the letter in his hand and looked at him.

"This Prince has secretly mobilized the Royal Forest Army. Once there is a situation tomorrow, the entire Imperial City will be under the control of the Prince. Since returning to the capital city to the present, in addition to the day when the royal study room and the father have seen each other, the Prince will have no chance to approach. Father Mo. Yao Mozhen, with your ingenuity, do you think that the father will have any handle in the nameless hands? Poisoned? Or what threat?? Yao Mo is different from the problem of Chu Mobei, In her opinion, the IQ of Chu Mobei is definitely not worse than itself. In fact, as long as he calms down and thinks about it, he may see the clue, but unfortunately care is chaotic!

Yao Mozhen is slightly shocked, and care is chaotic? Yes! She finally understood why the night Junqing could not recognize her twice.

"Tomorrow is the answer when the answer is revealed, the Prince Edward is relieved, the nameless and the king of the king is the turn of the eight worships, and now just want to use the king, it will not make a breach of trust." Yao Mozhen comforted.

"I hope so, if the father is in case, the prince will surely smash the nameless corpse and smash the corpse and smash the bones!" Chu Mobei talked, his hands secretly smashed into fists, and the sinister scorpion was cold and cold. Tan.

"Even if the king does not have a case, will the imperial son of the Prince intend to let him go?" Yao Mozhen felt that Chu Mobei was not so tolerant.

"Then the corpse is broken, it doesn't have to be frustrated." Chu Mobei thought. Silent, Yao Mozhen floated three black lines on his forehead, and his lips consciously twitched.

The time is approaching, Yao Mozhen has not slept almost overnight, and after the time has passed, the palace lady has dressed up Yao Mozhen. Before the bronze mirror, Yao Mozhen looked at the face of the world in the mirror, and the jewel of the pearl was incomprehensible.

"Anniling, Wang Ye, he... He is gone!" On the occasion of Yao Mozhen's loss of life, Ting Yue rushed in and handed in the letter of the night.

'Mo Zhen: Forgiveness Jun can't accompany you to the end. Jun Qing believes that even if there is no Junqing, you will perform the same wonderfully. Han Jinyi is a responsible person. If you are with him, not only this Wang, I believe that under the Jiuquan, I will be pleased - the night is clear. ’

"Wang Ye, what does this mean? He just throws down the maiden, no matter what, it's gone! It's mad! Why does the prince not understand the mind of the maiden!" Ting Yue's voice with a thick crying, rigid Good makeup is wiped like a cat.

"Do not blame him, this is the first to let go of this palace. Don't cry, I will come in for a while, and think that you are not willing to give this palace!" Yao Mozhen did not know why he would laugh, maybe his heart was empty, tears Also followed up, right? But even if there is only one layer of skin left, Yao Mozhen still feels distressed, and she wants to take her heart out and gently appease.

"Anniling!" Tingyue distressed at his master, but did not know what to say to make the master better.

"Yin Xue, are you ready?" Yao Mozhen took a deep breath and then whispered.

"Master assured, Yin Xue will not live up to expectations!" Yin Xue's voice swayed out in the air. In the past one second and a second, all things were carried out in an orderly manner. Yao Mozhen was finally surrounded by the palace ladies in the shouting of the ceremonial officials.

Xitang is located in the Golden Temple, along the way, the gongs and drums, the firecrackers, and the red cages in the palace. The atmosphere is very festive. In the car, Yao Moyu leaned on the backrest indifferently, and was not affected by the atmosphere outside. The clear water was like a dead water.

She never thought that she and the night Junqing will part ways at this time, and now she can do it for the night Junqing, only to eradicate the nameless!

In front of the Golden Temple, Chu Mobei hit a red suit, and the hair was carved by the dragon, and the rising sun fell on him like a broken gold. The more the shadow of the north, the gods would be like God. drunk.

At this moment, the ceremonial officer shouted, the bearer fell off the sedan, and Chu Mobei went up to the ceremony. When the golden curtain was used to lift the curtain, he saw a bright and white hand slowly extending out. The fingers of the green onions like jade, coupled with the oil of Dan's color, make people think about it. This is the first time that Chu Mobei has carefully observed Yao Mozhen’s hand. At that time, he really looked at it and felt that he was all over. Uncomfortable.

"His Royal Highness Prince?" On one side, a costumed emperor, Jun Hao, sees the other side of Chu Mobei, and whispers in a small voice.

"Cough!" Chu Mobei felt that he was taking the wrong medicine, and he would be lost by a hand of Yao Mozhen. Silently, Chu Mobei reached out and pulled Yao Mozhen out of the sedan chair. The two men walked into the Golden Temple.

Seeing a pair of newcomers coming in, the eyes of everyone in the Golden Temple are on Yao Mozhen and Chu Mobei. Going to the center, the clerk shouted

"A world of worship!" Yao Mozhen and Chu Mobei turned and turned half-turned.

"There is no such thing as the fire in the Shangdao Mountain." Chu Mobei whispered, and the implication was that there was no difference between this incident and Yao Mozhen.

"After this, Mo Zhen will live a strong life even after encountering a bad environment!" Yao Mozhen was indifferent.

"Why? You shouldn't fall in love with this prince?" Chu Mobei raised his eyebrows at Yao Mozhen.

"Mo Zhen really can't think of anything else in this world that is more heart-wrenching than the imperial court of Prince Edward." Although Yao Mozhen is in a bad mood, he never loses his mouth. Chu Mobei heard the words, the eyebrows could not help but pick two.

"Two worship the emperor!" The clerk continued. At this moment, the thousand faces on the dragon chair are sitting on the surface of Chu Xi, sitting on the bell, and the deep squats fall on a pair of people, and the lips smirk.

"The husband and wife are worshipping!"

"In fact, if you can have a tenth of a heart, this prince will consider really yelling at you." Chu Mobei leaned over and whispered.

"Wisdom?" Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows.

"Conscience." Chu Mobei thought so.

"It seems that Mo Zhen is even worse, just in case!" Xipa, Yao Mo's lips twitched a bitter bitterness. At that time, he had a conscience, but his life was gone. Chu Mobei heard the sound of self-deprecation, knowing that Yao Mozhen couldn’t say anything good, and he was born to take the initiative to take the initiative.

“掀喜帕!” The bridegroom and the bride’s bridegroom and the bride did not enter the room directly, but the seniors and the guests toasted.

At this point, the palace lady had walked over with the tray with the gold rod. Chu Mobei picked up the golden pole and slowly picked up the Xipa on Yao Mo's head. When Xipa landed, Chu Mobei suddenly shocked.

Beautiful bride! Under the phoenix crown, Yao Mozhen powder makeup into the face, charcoal brush eyebrows, Dan lips outside the Lang, the teeth inside the fresh, Rao is also the Tianchi Saints can not match. The shock of Chu Mobei at this moment is far more intense than when it first appeared, and the heart has a moment of stagnation.

"Don't you know?" Seeing the desert in the middle of the mountain, Yao Mozhen whispered a message.

"The painting is really ugly, scared to death this Prince!" Chu Mobei returned to the world, the mouth is the heart.

"Ritual, toast!" With the screaming of the priests, the temple outside the temple was once again stunned, and the temple was also a joy. Chu Mobei and Yao Mozhen picked up the wines that had been prepared on both sides, stepping forward. Go to the dragon chair.