The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 33 does not know who I am?

"When you eat a long one, you know... Liu Wake? Haven't you come back yet?" Yao Mozhen asked, and he saw Liu Xing rushing in from the palace gate.

"Liu Wake up to see the goddess!" Stayed in the palace for a few days, Liu Xing stunned and learned the rules of the palace.

"Get up, how is the inquisition?" When Yao Mozhen looked at Liu Xing, his eyes would always overflow with shallow pain. This man is too persistent. Even if he knows that there is no result, he still pays no hesitation, and Liu Xing is so wholeheartedly loving, sister. The first half of life is happy.

"Returning to the maiden, the slaves learned from the Yao Guanjia that the three ladies and the young master had moved into Yao Xiangfu, but the days were not good. The big lady whipped the three ladies, and did not have any good looks for the young master. It was only because of the lord. However, there is no secret movement, but this is a matter of time." Liu Xing will report all the news he heard from Yao Tu to Yao Mozhen.

"Does fathers care?" Yao Mozhen Liu Mei slightly, for Su Muzi, she not only sympathizes, but also a trace of embarrassment, if not their own needs, their mother and child will not be exposed so quickly, but also can suffer less sin. Like her mother, Su Muzi was intimidated by her father, and she was even more bullied by the positive room. She couldn’t sit back and ignore it.

"The lord may be obstructed by the emperor, so as long as the big lady does not hurt the young master, to Su Mu Zi, then one eye closed." Liu sighed.

"The lord is like this! At first he knew that the big lady had instructed Gao Song to poison her wife, but she didn't care!" Liu Xing said, suddenly provoked the anger of Tingyue. of.

"Ting Yue!" On the side, Liu Xing subconsciously stopped Ting Yue, afraid that Yao Mozhen would be sad when he heard it.

"Nothing, prepare for dinner, this palace is a little hungry." Yao Mozhen caressed the floc, the red lips smiled, just the frozen heart, a little colder.

"The slaves will go." Liu Xing respectfully left the Guanyin Palace and went to the imperial dining room.

Just after Liu Xing left, the night Junqing suddenly appeared at the gate of Guanyin Palace. The oblique sun shines on his face, as if it has been coated with a layer of golden glow, so that the original and unparalleled face is even more fascinating. Yao Mozhen sometimes thinks why the skin of a person who has been fighting for the battlefield all year round is white and white. She is a little embarrassed.

"The slaves see the princes, and the princes please." Tingyue is still a small woman. At this moment, she has not been able to withstand the temptation to move to the gate of the palace. She does not ask her if the master is willing or not. Please come in. It is true that she can't blame Tingyue. Even the fireworks woman who is used to the wind and moon field can't resist the charm of the night Junqing, let alone Tingyue.

However, Yao Mozhen noticed that the expression on the face of Ye Junqing is not as friendly as that of Tingyue. Sure enough, when the night Junqing stepped into the main hall, he ordered the death of Tingyue.

"You go down first, and the king has something to say to your master!" The night was clear, and Tingyue took a trip and looked at Yao Mozhen.

"You are guarding outside, there is no order of the palace, no one should put it in. Right, take the smuggle out." Yao Mozhen said, handing the cat to Tingyue's arms, she did not want the city. The door was in flames, and the fish and the fish were watching the posture of the night Junqing.

Until the palace gate was closed, Yao Mozhen was lazy to get up, swaying to the table, lifting the teapot with cracked green glaze, smashed two cups, one cup was used, and one cup pushed in the direction of the night Junqing.

"Who are you?" The cold voice reveals a faint anger. The night Junqing does not have the meaning of tea. He looks directly at Yao Mozhen and waits for her answer.