The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 339 Compensation

"The old man really wants to use the rest of the time to compensate for the letter, but the day is not the wish of the people, the secret letter of Loulan Wang arrived, and the old man has to send the letter to Loulan, how can this be good?" On the second day when Chu Xi woke up, he received the secret of Loulan Wang. Although his words were euphemistic, his intention was very obvious: First, Chu Moxin was the prospective son-in-law of Loulan Wang. Whoever injured him, Loulan will Desperate, second, the speed will send Chu Moxin to Loulan, his son-in-law will be personally guarded by him.

This is Yao Mozhen’s second strategy. Once Chu Xi’s stubbornness is in ruin, he has to come to the front of Loulan. He wants to move the Chu and believe a hair. He doesn’t think about it, so he believes in Chu Mo, Yao Mo. I used my heart.

"Is this the case?" Yao Mozhen looked like water, and his eyes overflowed with horror.

"Who is the old man who will pass this matter to the ears of Loulan Wang will not be pursued, but if anyone can leave the letter to the old man, the old man must be grateful." Chu Xi naturally guessed who was the initiator, so the bell You must also ring the bell.

"Wang Wang and Mo Zhen said what do these mean?" Yao Mozhen is still not happy, she is afraid of pursuing it! This is a threatening meaning!

"The meaning is that Chu is resourceful and conscientious. If he can solve this problem for the old man, the old man must have a choice between the night Junqing and the night game." Chu Xi’s words are clear and straightforward. In his opinion, Yao Mozhen cannot Resist the temptation of this.

"Wang Wang Xiao looked at Mo Zhen, and Mo Yu waited for Xiao Han Wang, because we have a fate, but not for the sake of seeking benefits. If Mo Zhen should have a king today, he would not know what face to see Xiao Han Wang! There is something wrong with Mo Zhen, and I don’t want to accompany it.” Yao Mozhen’s words are round and round, and the sentence is awkward.

"Cough cough... The old man did not have this transaction. Is it a request, is the request still not successful?" Chu Xi really wants to scratch his head. As a king of a country, he has always been resolute and vigorous, saying that it is so low, when it is so low.

"If it is a request, Mo Zhen is willing to try as much as possible, but the success or failure of Mo Zhen can not guarantee." Yao Mozhen did not sit down, Chu Xi is not strong.

"Then try to try it, the old man thanked Chu afterwards." When it comes to this part, Chu Xi is not good at emphasizing anything.

When Yao Mozhen returned to the main hall, Chu Mobei and Ye Junqing had just left their glasses. Although the two have few words, they can understand each other very deeply. At the moment, they have some meanings for drinking. And said that Yao Mozhen returned to the main hall, and after the two colds of Chu Mobei, he and the night Jun returned to Jeju.

On the following day, Kinmen came to the news that the army had been evacuated last night, and he stayed alone for a hundred miles, and had opened the business of Jinmen and Liaoyuan. Since the night of Junqing began in Suiyuan, the north of Chumo stopped the exchanges between Kinmen and Sugawara. The intention was not to admit that Sugawara belonged to the night Junqing, and now it is the default.

"What did you talk to the king last night?" At the time of the breakfast, Junjun couldn't help but ask.

"Lou Lan Wang distressed his son-in-law, and insisted on receiving the letter to Loulan." Yao Mozhen felt that the taste of the soup was very special, and he had a bowl.

"What does this have to do with you... Is it that you write to tell Loulan Wang?" The night is clear and clear, indeed, there is Loulan Wang supporting the waist, even if it is Chu Xi, I dare not believe in Chu.

"If you are not sure, how can Mo Yan put back the indifferent letter!" Yao Mozhen disapproved, his lips smirked.

"So you promised that the king will settle this matter, so the king will withdraw the troops?" When I saw Yao Mozhen’s expression of the dance of the face of the desert, the night of the Qing Dynasty’s heart was a bit jealous, but it was not until he I know it.

"Mo Yu only said to try, but did not promise him anything." Yao Mozhen always feels that the taste of porridge today has a scent of lotus leaves, making people appetite.

"You are the most ambiguous of the most horrible, it is no wonder that the king will show his heart so soon." Night Jun snorted, no longer ask.

"How is Guangning?" The country was so moved, she did not believe that Cao Kun and Hail had no reaction at all.

"They are afraid of being disappointed. The king estimated that they wanted to send troops at the same time as Daxie, so that Jeju was attacked by the enemy, but they did not want to withdraw their troops. They flashed them."

"Mo婉 is not worried about Cao Kun, mainly hail, the Iron and Blood Corps is a myth. The former military commander's evaluation of them can be described as a god, we have to guard against." Yao Mozhen said.

"Reassuringly, this king has been riding the battlefield for so many years, and it is not a vegetarian." The night is clear and proud, and the eyes are as bright as China.

"Ting Yue, today's porridge is doing a good job, and I will return to the palace to reward those cooks." Yao Mozhen knows that today's night Junqing has no time to stagnate the palace, she no longer needs to plan for him too much. Maybe it's time to let go.

"The slaves obeyed." Tingyue respectfully responded, one side, the long-lost Ben Ray finally opened.

"Responding to the master, today's breakfast is ... is the production of the children." Ben Lei's voice is very low, I am afraid that this sentence will make Yao Mozhen unhappy.

"How can you pick up the children in the pavilion?" Before Yao Mozhen opened his mouth, he raised his eyes when he was clearing the night, and looked coldly at the thunder.

"That... This is the old general who asked for the subordinates. He said that it was only for the children to go to the pavilion to cook a morning meal. At that time, they were in the kitchen, and they were in the kitchen. After finishing the breakfast, she will send her out when she is." When he was rushing to ask for the thunder, he would disturb the night, and he would think that if this matter was reported to Yao Mozhen, the night Junqing naturally knew that Kneeling.

"There is no reason for this! Without the command of the king, you actually let strangers come to the pavilion!" The night Jun Qing angered and got up, and looked like a bell to the thunder.

"Forget it, it is not a big deal." Yao Mozhen put down the porcelain bowl and whispered.

"Why is it a big deal! Before we can find the reason to tell the world, we can't let people know your current state. It's two different things to let others pass out and the king personally say it!" Look at Yao Mozhen.

Silent, Yao Mozhen knows that Junqing is thinking for himself. If he refutes it, he will be somewhat unrequited. So Ben Lei was fined for more than a month's latrine.

Back to the room, Tingyue hesitated for a long time before he spoke.

"The niece, the slaves do not know what to say when they are not properly spoken, but if they don't speak out, the slaves will be killed." Tingyue looks at Yao Mozhen as if it were going to fall down. In fact, these words have long been wanted to say, but only in the middle of the Chu desert letter, will be delayed until now.

"Speak, Liu Xing is no longer there, and this palace will not let you die." Yao Mozhen felt funny, and Tingyue never showed such a serious expression to himself.

"The maiden has also seen it, and now I am thinking about sending a smattering to the museum. The intention is clear!" Ting Yue hated.

"Is it?" Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows and looked at Tingyue.

"The maiden is in the Tingyue month, and the wiseness of the maiden must have already guessed the mind of the 桓 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Out of the eyes of Yao Mo's eyes.