Chapter 537： who is who's Who

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Chapter 537 Who is who?

Mo Zhen? Night Hongyi looked at the beautiful woman in her arms, oh, Yao Mozhen, the woman he loved most in his life. Mo Zhen... Are you Mo Zhen right? Night Hyun reached out to pick up the beauty of the forehead of the blue silk, but when the blue silk flies, the night of the game clearly sees the woman in the arms is Yao Moxin! The nightmare of his life.

"How could it be you! Yao Moxin! You are dead! You are not dead! Ah--" The night game is abrupt, and then there is a sharp pain, but the pain is not from the cheek, but the legs. between. An unprecedented fear swept across the night, and the night of the game slammed his hands down, his heart, and suddenly fell to the bottom.

"You are confusing! Why are you so right! Why!" When I saw the figure in the air, the night game knew that I was not dreaming, and immediately rushed to Kai.

"If you want to have a life to go back to revenge, it is best not to be too impulsive." Kai Yan Yang fingered the acupuncture point of the night game, but he regretted it. When he knew it, he would find a familiar **** to do this. Although the ghost road is the master of the painter, the technique that can be cut is also unreasonable. However, when he sees the ghost knife, the knife falls three times, and it is barely treated. It’s not enough, if not, if the blood flow is not enough, if not In time, he stopped bleeding for the night hunter, and the night game was hung in the cave. Kaiqi didn’t care about the night’s death, but he could return to the palace.

"Why should you break the roots of your children! You won't let go of you! Bastards--" Even if the body is sealed, the night game will still roar and roar, but no one will care about this kind of thing. .

"Night game, but you promised to be willing to become a man in the painting, you should not know that the man in the painting is an eunuch? And it is your voice that you want to return to the Chu Palace to find Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing. Revenge, ask, in addition to the eunuch, in addition to the emperor, there will be other men in the harem?" Kai Yi feels that his patience is unprecedented, and Rao is a time when he will not pay more attention to the people like the night game. . Of course, most of the reason is that the ghost Taoist has just been devastated by the night game. It is all his poor night game.

"Why is this happening? Why is it going to be like this now!" Night Hung burst into tears. Until now, he still doesn't understand what he is doing wrong, and he will end up like this today.

"The bottle is filled with 'Phoenix Tears'. After you return to Chu Palace, as long as this 'Phoenix Tears' is fed to Yao Mozhen ten times, she will forget all kinds of pre-dust." The porcelain bottle slowly fell in front of the night game.

"Hey, kill them! I want them to die!" Night Game is not interested in 'Phoenix Tears', and hysterically roars.

"So it is said that Yao Mozhen is smarter than you, because she knows that death is not the best method of revenge, so that life that hates her is better than death. That is the ultimate. Night game, you just want to kill them, Instead of letting them taste the taste of your present?" The words of Qi Qi are in the middle of the night, the kind of face that has been changed, cut off the roots of the child, and the feeling of torture without any feelings is not to be born, but he is not willing Go to death and get rid of all this.

"Even if Yao Mo has forgotten everything and how?"

"The time of the festival will naturally make her and the night Junqing rebellious, I believe that you should see the scene of their fratricidalism more than this ritual, isn't it?" Kai 沧澜 knows the hunger of the night.

"Well... good! They ruined everything, and they won't make them better!" The night is like a sly, screaming and drinking.

"This is right. Now your seven classics have been sealed by the rituals, so no one can verify that you will be martial arts. As for the face you have changed now, it is naturally impossible to be dismantled. What you have to do now is to recognize your identity." Kailu seems to have a deep mouth. Then on the street of Chuhuangcheng, there was a unkempt shackle. The skeletal bone was hard, so it was inevitable that it would be left to the group. Until one day, this cockroach said soft words...

Since the night of the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty has come to the foundation, the state affairs are well organized, and the negative uneasiness brought to the people by the civil war has gradually calmed down. The court officials gradually recognized the way of the rule of the night Junqing, all praised and praised. The image of Shengping, but the night Junqing did not have a little bit of comfort because of these.

In the royal study room, the night Junqing frowns tightly, and sighs from time to time.

"The emperor, this thing really can't help you, you should know that his subordinates can't speak at Yao Mozhen." Ben Lei has been detained by the night prince in the royal study for two hours, this is not The key point is that the night Junqing still seems to have not let go of Lei.

"If you can't speak, you have to say it! Now there are people in the DPRK who have proposed to live in the harem as Yao Mozhen. If you don't seal Yao Mozhen as soon as possible, the ruthless ministers in the DPRK must have whispers." Looking at the temple, I have no choice but to speak. At that time, after he was really ruthless, Yao Mozhen rushed to attack the heart, and then Jun Junqing would not dare to confess.

"The emperor... You shouldn't be afraid of the old man?" Ben Lei felt that the personality of the night Junqing would not be threatened by anyone.

"Do you think this excuse will let Yao Mozhen take the form?" Night Jun is halal.

"Cough... It’s hard to get under it." Ben Lei’s lips twitched twice and shouted.

"It's hard to try! But one thing, you don't want to sell it out. Do you know what to say?" Night Jun Qing's gaze screamed for the thunder, and he knew the tiger's hole and entered the wolf. Wo, he was dying in the face of Yao Mozhen.

And when the thunder pulled his head out, he was seeing a cold ice heart and grabbing a handful of melon seeds. He walked over from the distance, and the woman with a singularity of the fairy head swayed and spit the melon skin, so that a beautiful figure was lost.

"Are you dead?" The words of the cold ice heart have never been heard. The mood of the partial rush is like the grave. As a result, Ben Lei can't help but nod.

"This time you have to help me!" For the cold tongue of the cold heart, Ben Lei has already practiced the body of King Kong, and since he became a follower of the cold ice heart, Ben Lei seems to rely more and more on the cold ice heart, but he will be thorny for the tricky things. Will first find cold ice heart to discuss.

When Ben Lei told the night of the night to tell the cold ice heart, the cold ice heart was radiant, and the burning looked at the thunder.

"This is a good time for you to please the owner. Can you have the host's heart, look at this time!" Cold Bing was excited. then……

In the palace, the face of the thunder is solemn, respectful standing in front of Yao Mozhen, a look of wind and sorrow and easy water, the strong man will not return to the expression.

"What are you talking about?" Yao Mozhen was surprised by the darkness of Ben Lei.

"If there is a word in the subordinates, you will be guilty of five thunders! When you first rushed to the emperor, you wanted to stay in the emperor, and you would like to talk to the master! There is no way, the subordinates have always been the master, never thought about betrayal. "This is the idea of ​​the cold ice heart, and the heart is stunned."

"Oh? That Palace and listen to it, what do you find out in the end?" Yao Mo swelled the exquisite squat, his lips twitched.

"The subordinates learned from the emperor's mouth that when the Yangshuo pavilion, the emperor and Fu Ning deliberately pretend to be love, it is the owner of the vinegar, and then forced the master to take the initiative to admit the emperor's heart!" Ben Lei vowed.

“What else?” Yao Mozhen coveted a few cups of young leaves floating in the cup with tea cover, asking with great interest.

"And... the emperor found his subordinate this morning. His life was based on the anger of the group officials. He advised the master to agree to the emperor's seal. In fact, no one mentioned this matter in the DPRK. The emperor is still full of thousands of people. There is a lot of things to say, especially how to use the most gorgeous words to express the emperor's embarrassment, how to stay up all night." Ben Lei responded with the cold ice heart, and looked at Yao Mozhen. At this moment, there was a discordant voice in the inner chamber of Guan Yugong, and he rushed into the 18th floor of Hell.

"Cough! Ben Lei! I think it is not terrible to have a god-like enemy. It is terrible to have a subordinate like a weasel! You don't blame you for it, but you can make a good temper, even if it is a good temper, Also mean meaning!" Just when Ben Lei was loyal to Yao Mo’s generous confession, the night Jun Qing came out from the inner room. At this moment, the face of the thunder, the red orange yellow green blue blue purple change.

When I heard the sound of the night Junqing, the cold ice heart that had been smashing the door outside slammed the forehead, but the road to the thunder was the reincarnation of the broom star, otherwise how could life be so embarrassing!

"Bing Xin, are you looking for something in this palace?" Cold Bing Xin was in a hurry and didn't want to push the door open. Seeing everyone's eyes fell on themselves, they had to squat forward.

"Also... not too much, just want to ask the owner whether there is any work that is easy to accommodate recently, and the ice heart is itchy." Cold ice heart, everyone silent.

"Ben Lei, the southwestern side has never stopped since the beginning of the emperor. Now it is not easy to get along the throne, it is not as good as..." Just when the night Jun Qing wants to transfer the thunder to the imperial city, standing on one side The cold ice heart suddenly cried, and looked at Yao Mozhen from time to time.

"Bing Xin, are you okay? Do you want to call the royal doctor to you?" Yao Mo’s heart is like a mirror. At this moment, he is partial and let the cold ice worry.

"Bing Xin is fine...nothing..." Cold Bingxin said something, and the blind man looked at Yao Mozhen, and slammed down the thunder. The range of action was so great that she worried that her eyes would roll out of her eyes.

"It's okay." Yao Mozhen sighed and continued to taste tea.

"Ben Lei, I will kill you now..." Yao Mozhen felt that if he didn't talk anymore, the cold ice heart would probably cough up to vomit blood, so he would pick up the night when he finished the night.

"Ben Lei is the subordinate of the palace, Rao is where he offended the emperor, this palace will be heavily punished, run the thunder, you listen, the entire palace of the latrine is all responsible for you, you can serve?" I didn't think that Yao Mozhen's voice was so beautiful. Even if he punishes himself to sweep the latrine, the sound is like a long drought, which makes Ben Lei feel ecstatic.

"Serve! Ben Lei clothing! Ben Lei, then go to sweep the latrine! The emperor, Ben Lei retired." Ben Lei heard the sound, like the special squatting out of Guanyin Palace.

"Since the master did not order, then Bing Xin also retreated." When the cold ice heart was good, he received it and turned back. Until the two left, the night Jun Qing party cleared the throat,

"Cough cough... This is the more the mouth of the rushing, the more the mouth is blocked, the 80% is broken by the cold ice heart, Mo Zhen..." Night Jun Qingqing fortunately he is in Guanyin Palace at this moment, otherwise he still does not know what it is like to be ruined by the thunder. This account, he remembers, and slowly counts later.

"Let's not mention the thunder, the blood coral is the gift from the Yanmeng to the emperor. How can Mo Zhen win the love?" Yao Mozhen swayed back to the inner room, on the table, the **** coral Clear and transparent, it is the best in the world.

"I don't like it very much, you know, I don't have much thought about these things outside of my body." When the night is clear, it is sincere.

"In this case, it is better to be respectful than to be obedient, Tingyue, collect." Yao Mozhen did not quit. When he turned around, Ming Tingyue wrapped the blood-colored coral with exquisite porcelain, which led to the night Junqing. Inexplicable and questionable.

"That... don't you want to put it on the shelf in the main hall?" Seeing Tingyue put the corals up, the night prince clears the fox.

"After two days, it was the marriage of Chu Moxin and Kubuzheer. Mo Zhen thought that he should always send a decent gift. The color of this coral is quite colorful, and it is extremely festive. The Emperor will not blame Mo Zhen for offering flowers. "Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows and looked at the night without clear eyes."

"No... how can it be... Chu Moxin is married, then you have to prepare a gift to send it." The night Junqing expression is a bit stiff, although the mouth does not mind, but how much will be uncomfortable in my heart, This coral is the one he chose to give to Yao Mozhen. It is the first time that he has solemnly sent a gift to Yao Mozhen.

"Also, when you take the time to take the emperor to the emperor." Yao Moyun cloud lightly open.

"Take the past? You have to go in person?" The night Jun Qing looked at Yao Mozhen.

"Nature, Mo Zhen and indifferent love with mother and child, his big marriage, Mo Zhen must be present." Yao Mo Yan shrugged, a serious way.

"Hey, I have to go!" After a moment of hesitation, Yu Junqing said with awe.

"This can't be done. Once the emperor first entered the throne, it was the so-called squandering. The emperor couldn't leave the big Chu at this time. Second, Mo Zhen received the invitation. Does the emperor have it?" Yao Mozhen picked The eyebrow asked, when the night was clear, it was vertical.

“Chu Moxin did not give an invitation to the card? Why?” Night Junqing felt that she had been discriminated against.

"Emperor Shao'an, according to Mo Zhen's knowledge, Loulan Wang and Chu Xi did not think about asking the kings of all countries. Everyone has a heart and soul after the first trip. Secondly, this is also the meaning of the desert and the philosophers. They don't want to let The world feels that their wedding has a political color, so all the guests invited are relatives." Yao Mozhen explained this and let the night liberation.

"Then why are they asking you?" The night was clear.

"As a prince of the great prince, the immortal lord of the desert, Mo Zhen certainly has this qualification." Yao Mo said.

"Huangfu? You are not saying that you are as indifferent as mother and child!" If it wasn’t for Yao Mozhen’s reminder, Ye Junqing really forgot that Yao Mozhen still has such identity, and that the identity of this kind makes the night Junqing very accurate.

"Long as a mother!" Yao Mozhen felt that his logic had no problem.

"Mo Mo, don't you go well?" Yao Mozhen never saw the night of Jun Qing, and he was spoiled, but at this moment, Ye Junqing was holding her wide sleeves, pouting at Yao Mozhen, his eyes sparkling. All are pleading.

"The emperor must not let Mo Zhen go?" Looking at the expression of the night Meng Qing Meng, Yao Mozhen seems to have a warm current in the bottom of his heart, the lips inadvertently wipe out a touch of curvature.

"Sure!" Night Jun nodded.

“Even if Mo Zhen’s trip will get back to Chu Mobei’s book?” Yao Mozhen knows that it’s just a game, but except for a few people know that people all over the world regard themselves as big princes, although the former The Minister has not mentioned this matter for the time being, but it is difficult to ensure that she will not find her trouble again in the future!