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However, when he saw that mengsha was happy, his mood would be better. Maybe this is the appeal of love, otherwise the host would not be like today.

For mengsha, the sudden impulse of Nusheng just now made her heart a little warm. If ling'er is stupid and falls in love with someone he shouldn't love. So, suddenly this kind of feeling will also let her go to the abyss of eternal doom?

Into his arms, the cold blood of the past has been diluted by the enthusiasm. At this moment, she felt that she was still a woman.

"If you had just died, would you have been sad?" It's just the first sentence that Nu Sheng asked after he was calm.

Mengsha cried. I don't know why? Maybe it was because of the sudden warmth that she hugged Nu Sheng tightly, and she let go of crying.

Feelings belong to feelings, things still need to be done. Without Nangong Mo's head, they may fall into a state of uncertainty.

However, the feeling of relying on the soul, the two did not have any fear. Nu Sheng wipes her tears for mengsha. Mengsha smiles calmly.

Dark night, bloody rendering of love, this road of faith, no one knows how far to go? However, no matter how far they can go, they feel they have to keep going.

On the other hand, shuirou takes snowball to the rouge hall full of interest. She wanted to wait until the middle of the night to get Nangong Mo's head to pay homage to Princess Ping. Did not think, when she returned to the Palace door to see the body was sucked dry, there is a disgusting smell.

Heart a surprised, know Nangong Mo must be saved by Ran'er, had to blame for his carelessness. Snowball kept smelling the body, and the bloody smell made it lick its tongue.

"Don't touch! The wound that the enchantress sucked blood may be poisonous. " Shuirou pulls the snowball up and suddenly remembers why the monster doesn't turn her body into blood?

Thinking of this, she suddenly realized that tomorrow night would be the weakest time for everyone, so she would try to use less body mana.

Bad!

Where should I go tomorrow night?

Rouge hall should not be able to go, it is estimated that she just left, but son took Nangong Mo in. In this palace, except the rouge hall, other places are too ostentatious.

What to do?

Thinking at the same time, she is also busy dealing with those dry bodies, so as not to wake up tomorrow morning will make the palace chaos. Huashi water, which is configured with Shao Yun before entering the palace, can't expect to be used so soon.

With two drops, the body smokes, turns into a pool of black water and sinks into the ground. The ground was black, and the smell was disgusting. She stepped back in disgust.

Look at the sky. The time is almost the same. It's time to go back to the old witch. She believes that as long as the old witch is alive, Nangong Mo will certainly appear.

Look forward to, also don't know to meet again, in the end who will be lying down which? However, a bad premonition made her feel very uneasy.

Sobbing! Sobbing!

Snowball is very discontented to roar twice, butting butting butting to follow water soft behind and into the palace.

Snowball comes back to Du Ping honestly, while shuirou returns to Fengyi palace quietly. The Empress Dowager was so excited by xuanyuanjie that she was worried all night. For Nangong Mo, she has endless guilt, and her mind is full of happy scenes when she was a child with Nangong Jing.

Tears, in this cold place has long been useless. Looking at the sky is about to dawn, suddenly saw a popular flower from the horizon. She closed her eyes in agony and said, "I'm sorry! Jing, I don't want such a result, but... "

Shuirou, who has just returned, also sees the fashion across the sky. She worries about whether the little one outside the palace will be in danger when she is weakest tomorrow night?

On the other hand, xuanyuanjie doesn't blame Nu Sheng and mengsha for Nangong mo. after a sleepless night, he remembers that if the primary school is really Ran'er, the most dangerous thing is the primary school. As for Nangong Mo being rescued by Ran'er, it's expected.

There are so many experts in Canglong Kingdom, but I haven't heard of a master with such profound magic power as Nangong Mo in the river and lake. I think he must have learned it from heresy. At that time, he thought of Ran'er, but he didn't think it was so.

All right!

The one who should come always comes, but he must let his mother know such a thing. After all, he is the biological mother, and let her have a heart preparation.

With a sigh, he went out of the hall to go to court alone. Entering Fengyi palace, the lamp in the bedroom is still on. It must have been a night for my mother. Closer, I found that I didn't even have a servant girl. I saw this scene in my father's cold palace many years ago.

All of a sudden, I think that my care for my mother is far less than that of a girl and eunuch. This kind of desolation is like her own general, it seems that they do not really think about each other's feelings, always act on their own, only when they hurt each other know regret.

Standing at the gate, he raised his hand and hesitated for a while before he knocked on the door.

The Empress Dowager looked out of the window with a dull expression. At that moment, the meteor flashed by, and all kinds of past appeared in her mind.

Life has a small half of the time is in the experience, and the other half of the time is in memory. So I can imagine how important it is to recall one more person.Good memories can make people feel happy and live for another two years. However, always silent in sadness, memory is a terrible shackle, lock happiness, lock happiness, people will die with countless sorrow.

Wipe can't help falling tears, blink puffy eyes, she sighed deeply: "what's the matter?"

"I have something urgent to report to my mother." Xuanyuanjie heard the mother's voice like crying, soft hearted voice has become very gentle.

"There's something urgent so late. My mother is tired. I'll talk about it tomorrow." The Empress Dowager didn't want to see jie'er at all. Even at this moment, she felt sad to hear his voice. Covering her head with a quilt, she listened to the footsteps.

Xuanyuanjie some difficult, but, this matter must tell mother immediately. Standing at the door, he hesitated for a while, but he insisted: "my son's minister has made my mother angry. Please forgive me. But today, I'm going to talk to my mother about Nangong mo. do you want to know? "

As soon as she heard about Mo'er, the Empress Dowager got up and immediately opened the door. A burst of hope for Mo'er to be alive sprouted in her heart. Looking at jie'er, "are you sure you will let Mo'er go?"

"Now, even if jie'er doesn't let go of Nangong ink, it's useless." Xuanyuanjie shook his head with a sigh.

"Why?" The Empress Dowager looks at jie'er anxiously.

"Nangong Mo didn't die. He was rescued by Ran'er." Xuanyuanjie also does not detour, looking at the burning hope in her mother's eyes, her heart is burning again.

"Ran'er"

hearing the name, the Empress Dowager's hair stood up. She always thought that they had beaten Ran'er so badly that she didn't dare to step into the palace. Unexpectedly

Why?

How can Mo'er collude with Ran'er? If you let him know the truth, she can't imagine the consequences.

Panic, some body shaking to hold the door, eyes flashing fear. Is it really like what jie'er said that Mo'er may be the second ghost face.

No! God can't be so cruel to himself.

"The mother doesn't have to worry too much. What should come will always come. As long as the empress doesn't care about the affairs in the palace and lives well in Fengyi palace, I believe that Nangong Mo is more or less in your care and won't hurt the empress. " Xuanyuanjie's words are to comfort his mother and also to comfort himself.

However, the emergence of a small child is the most dangerous, and those around her will not stand by. Yes, maybe the appearance of Ran'er is not necessarily a bad thing. Thinking of this, he let go a little.

The Empress Dowager even felt afraid of the memory of the ghost face, and now because she would repeat the same mistake, she did not dare to imagine that she could bear the pain again.

Looking at the moon, she shook Jay's shoulder in a trance: "is this the retribution from heaven? The ghost's face is not in peace. He places his soul on Mo'er. "

"The empress thinks too much, and the master is already out of his wits. You have a good rest. Jay will send more people here. " Xuanyuanjie think also should let mother think clearly, arched hand bent out of the door of the house to take the door.

Does it work?

GUI Mian is not the opponent of Ran'er, and those so-called experts will only become the dish of Ran'er even if they appear.

Creak!

The door was blown open by the wind, and I vaguely saw that the sky was gradually white. After a night of suffering, she knew it was just the beginning.

Shuirou hasn't left. When xuanyuanjie leaves, she still smiles. She can't figure out what medicine this guy sells in the gourd? In curiosity, has been following Xuanyuan outstanding Fengyi palace.

Xuanyuanjie did not return to Zunlong hall, but went to Rouge hall. In the early morning, the fragrance of the flowers in the rouge hall is cool. You can smell it when you enter the yard.

Unfortunately, this is a cold palace. It was, is and will be.

In here, he can feel a little bit of humanity, because this is a little favorite place, where she likes the taste.

"Emperor, are you here so early?" Duping's voice came from his ear. Turning his head, he came in from the gate with a flower basket on his back.

Long time no see, he is still so calm, as if anything happened in the palace has nothing to do with him. Except for planting flowers, I don't seem to see him interested in anything else.

"Mr. Du is really lucky to have come to take care of the flowers and plants so early. No wonder the flowers here are so well cultivated." Xuanyuanjie looks at Du Ping with a smile. No wonder she can keep calm when she's in trouble. It's right that she looks like her father.

"Du Ping greets the emperor." Du Ping salutes the second master respectfully. It can be seen that he didn't sleep all night.

"When no one else is around, all these rituals can be dispensed with." Xuanyuan Jie raised his hand, I do not know why to see his calm can make his heart not so flustered.

"Thank the emperor" Du Ping is not flustered and slow, anyway, in this palace, even if everyone is in danger, he is the safest. Because he knew Ran'er would never kill himself.