The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 88—Someone is very unconscious.

"The slaves asked the insider. Before the lord did not marry the three ladies, Zhou Chengwu and the three ladies had something to do... and more than once, so... the slaves doubted..... The young master may not be the biological flesh of the lord." Liu Xingyu looked back, and his heart was somewhat embarrassing. After all, he was not sure about the big things that the descendants of Yao’s family had.

"What the palace wants is the evidence." Yao Mo's feet pointed to the ground, and the deep swaying swayed the soft brilliance. She thought, how can a hypocrite like Yao Zhenting have a son?

"Liu wakes up." After Liu Xing retired, Yao Mozhen also waved back Tingyue and deliberately stepped into the Guanyin Palace. The night was so deep that he slept so much that Yao Mozhen stood in front of him and he was unaware of it.

Looking at the bright and beautiful face, Yao Mo's lips evoke a smile.

Junqing, for the big Chu Jiangshan, you are thorny, **** battlefield, no fear of wind and food, no fear of swords and swords, you have created a big copper wall for me, but I let you fall into a stunned nickname, bleak and mournful end. Take a good sleep, wait until you really wake up, Mo Zhen will also give you a big Chu Jinxiu river, to make you a deep affection.

In the corner of his eyes, there was tears overflowing. Yao Mozhen silently wiped his tears and slowly walked closer to the night. The slender green jade couldn’t help but caressed.

Just when Yao Mozhen’s fingers want to touch the moment on the face of the night Junqing, the night Junqing suddenly smashed, the clear watery scorpion looked at the fingertips that were close at hand, and the sleepiness was nothing, the eyes were locked. The owner of the finger.

"What are you doing?" Night Junqing was alert to Yao Mozhen, and his face was prepared.

"Just leaving for a while, I thought about it. My smuggling is really pitiful. I know my own site, but let some unconscious people take up most of the time. Is it very uncomfortable to sleep?" Yao Mo's fingertips Changed the direction, and if you don't want to take advantage of it, you don't have to look at the night and walk into the inner room.

On the chaise longue, the night Jun Qing looked black and wanted to scream back, I think! I am very comfortable! However, before he was sure whether Yao Mozhen was still angry with the matter, he finally chose to be silent, but the belly of his heart is ok!

Since Yao Suzhen was defamed, the harem was dominated by a fool. This situation has changed the views of many people. Originally, everyone thought that because there was a sister of Emperor Huanggui, the emperor loved the house and Wu, it would be a fool, but now, everyone finally understands The emperor is really a pet Yao Mozhen. Because of Yao Suzhen’s affairs, the emperor was alienated from Yao Zhenting in the court, but the love for Yao Mozhen was increasing.

In the Soul Sand Park, Night Hyun took Yao Mo's hand and stared at the flowers in front of him, bending the branches of the soul sand tree, and the bottom of his heart was awkward. Even if he didn't like Yao Moxin, he had to admit that Yao Moxin This is the most wise and unparalleled woman he has ever seen. It is very manable to be able to observe the stars in this way.

"Don't watch the sky like last night, the Ziwei star shines brightly, but instead it is ###星宿's star is dull, the emperor, this soul sand garden is really amazing!" Yao Mozhen pointed ###星宿内The soul of the sand tree, surprised to open.

"Let's go, I will accompany you to the smugglers. The doctor said that it has been anorexia in recent times?" Night Hyun pulled Yao Mo's hand tightly and turned away from the Soul Sand Park, after Yao Suzhen's small birth.桓 桓 也 也 也 也 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , It is finally stabilized.

In the dark, Yao Suzhen looked at the night of the game and took Yao Mo's hand away. The expression on his face was extremely extreme. The plaque in his hand was not the same. She hated the night game and unloaded the rabbit. The dead dog cooked, and even hated Yao Mozhen, the idiot who occupied the imperial pet. Now in the eyes of the emperor, even the **** animal is more expensive than himself. Poor her child, so unclearly dead, How does she not hate!

"The maiden... This is the rat medicine you want..." Mingyu carefully handed the paper bag wrapped in rat poison to Yao Suzhen.

"You are going to guard the palace outside now. As long as you see the animal, you must try your best to take it to the Huaqing Palace!" Yao Suzhen gritted his teeth and immediately took the rat poison to leave the Soul Garden.

Until Yao Suzhen went far, Ming Yu only stepped back into the corner.

"An Gonggong, according to your intention, should the slaves hold Yao's slogan to Huaqing Palace?" Ming Yu respectfully stood on the side of Anshanshan, please ask.

"The miscellaneous family really does not understand, can be mixed into the position of Huang Guifei, Yao Suzhen should not be stupid, how to do things now, it is more like a fool than Yao Wei. Since hate Yao Wei, how can the rat medicine not directly feed? To Yao Yao, the miscellaneous family is also a good thing. After all, it seems that you have to be wronged to be with Yao Suzhen until you catch her deadly handle." Anshanshan slightly sewed small eyes, sharp cold straight Directly to the direction of Yao Suzhen.

"For the public servant is really a slave, the slaves are not wronged." Ming Yu humbled down, the smart voice shone with unwavering radiance.

"You are a sensible person, but not like a red plum... cough, nothing, you can rest assured that doing things for the miscellaneous family, and ultimately your benefits, go!" Anshanshan cleared the scorpion, smashed the dust back .

Perhaps that day and night, Junqing took the initiative to show off, and the two days became a frequent visitor to Guandong’s east wing. Even if there was 10,000 unwillingness in the night, he would not dare to use violence to take it away. In the words of Yao Mozhen, if he was shocked by the kitten in his belly, it would be difficult for him to guarantee that Yao Mozhen would eat him.

"喵~" When the day was noon, the slouchy squatting on the ankle of the night Junqing, kept calling. I couldn’t bear to go to the night and I couldn’t bear it. I just put a hand in my hand and leaned over to hold my hand into my arms.

"You are more like your master, in addition to reasoning, anything will be!" Night Jun Qing squinted his eyes and honestly squatting in his own arms, there is a feeling of crying and laughing.

In the Guanyin Palace, when the night Junqing walked in with the burrs, it was just like seeing the night game with Yao Mozhen under his body, and the unscrupulous kiss fell on the snow neck of Yao Mo's clothes.

The heart suddenly seems to have been smashed by the wasp. It doesn't matter if it hurts a little. What matters is that the pain is poisonous, the toxicity spreads rapidly, and the faint pain spreads throughout the body. I felt that the night of the night, my arms were tightened, and the squid, which was extremely uncomfortable, slammed into the ground and sneaked away.

"It turned out to be Junqing! Look at you, you have forgotten the hour, almost let the sly children hungry, it is not right!" The night of the game naturally pulls up Yao Mozhen, who is pressed against the chaise longue, the bottom of my heart Some annoyed, it was clear that Yao Mozhen was infinitely satisfied last night, but he just couldn’t help but want this woman. Night Hung has asked himself over and over again, Yao Mozhen is good, she even intelligence There are still some problems, but he is so obsessed with this eagerness, eager to the point that he can't control. For a moment, the night of the game thinks of the word 'love'.

"Jun Qing, you are coming, what about the slap?" After the night of the game, Yao Mozhen looked innocently to the night, and the eyes of the eyes flickered.

Even if she is born again, even if she knows the affection of the night, she can't give herself to this man in her life. Yao Moxin has become a thing of the past. She believes that there will be a better woman worthy of the night. In her mind, in addition to revenge, it is to repay.

"Hey, what do you call him... What?" When I heard the name of Yao Mozhen, such a relative, the night of the game suddenly burst into a haze.

"Jun Qing, ah, I like the child, so I don't like it, but who can make the babies feel the cat baby? Junqing, slap?" Yao Mozhen shrugged his face and stunned the night game. . It’s his heart. How could his nephew like other men, not for anything else, just because he is especially good for her.

"There are so many strange ideas in your nephew, Junqing, don't mind!" In the first two steps of the night game, Yao Mozhen took his arms in his arms, and the deep scorpion looked at the night with a trace of surprise. Junqing, the battlefield myth that once smashed the storm, stayed so persistently, afraid that it would be abolished!

"The emperor said that he was heavy, and the younger brother did not need to care about Yao." The night of the Qing dynasty flashed a trace of disdain. The implication is that there is no need to worry about a fool, but at the bottom of his heart, he still struggles with the fragrant picture just now. How can he Is there such a feeling? No reason!