The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 96 must let him know

"Qi's maiden, the slave has sent the three ladies back to the government, and the young master has been safely rescued by Zhou Chengwu. The minions have already placed them in the inn, and they have nothing to lose." Liu Xing reportedly reported.

"Very good." Yao Mozhen nodded slightly, and took the teacup with his hand. He sipped a sip, the tea was full of flavor, and his lips were fragrant.

"Anniling..." Liu Xing looked at Yao Mozhen, and he stopped talking.

"what's up?"

"You are not telling the story of the young master?" Liu Xun asked.

"Nature, he must know this thing, but not now, but after he finished the funeral for Yao Yu." Yao Mo's eyebrows bent, and the bottom of the brilliance was dazzling.

What surprised Yao Mozhen was that Yao Zhenting’s final rhetoric about the night game was that Yao Yu was accidentally falling into the water, and there was no relationship with Yao Suzhen. With these words, the night game would naturally not punish Yao Suzhen, but Yao Mozhen knows After this incident, Yao Suzhen had no father. When Yao Zhenting died his son, he also died a daughter.

The grand and sensation of the funeral was able to see Yao Zhenting's attention to this son. Yao Suzhen said that he had not returned to the government to hang himself, and on the day of Yao Mozhen's return, Su Muzi went crazy in the hall. Unloading and killing is Yao Zhenting's consistent style. For a crazy woman, Yao Zhenting does not put Su Muzi on his mind, so that after Su Muzi lost, he did not even send someone to look for it.

In the palace, Yao Mozhen caressed the belly of the floc, and his face showed a faint smile.

"The Niangniang, the slaves gave your one thousand and two silver tickets to the three ladies, and sent them safely out of the imperial city, and handed them over to the pioneers who came to meet them." Liu Xingyu reported.

"Do it well, let's go to rest." Yao Mozhen nodded slightly.

After Yao Yu’s accident, the night game was to appease Yao Mozhen, and she would receive her meal from the Longgan Palace every day. She would be with her without any trouble, and she was afraid that Yao Mozhen would be too sad and ruined. In the view of Yao Mozhen, this move is extremely ironic. At that time, she stayed up late for the night, and spent her sleepless nights, but she did not see him to do so.

"The niece, when the Angonggong came to pass the message, said that the emperor was busy with the government and could not accompany the maiden. The slave had prepared the meal." Tingyue ordered the maiden to put the food on the table and immediately went to Yaomo. Look around, respectfully.

"Well, let's go down." Yao Mo's jaw put his buds down, and when he walked to the table, the familiar taste came to him. It’s been six or seven days without the same table, and Yao Mo’s heart is careful.

"You... okay?" The night Jun Qing dressed in a blue robes, walked to Yao Mozhen, and a little temptation, more is relief, after all, in his opinion Yao Mozhen still pampered the younger brother.

"Very good, Mo Zhen has always been stronger and stronger." Yao Mozhen clears up, the bright scorpion glitters with splendor, and the smile of the lips does not have deep meaning.

"Cough... This king thought you forgot." Recalling that night, after Yao Mozhen left, he didn't sleep all night.

"Mo Zhen has always been vengeful, especially Wang Ye's so ugly, it is difficult to forget." Yao Mozhen picked up the porcelain bowl and shouted.

"This king thought that you would be very sad?" The night Jun Qingqing was seated, and Qingyi re-examined the woman in front of her eyes. Even after experiencing such a blow, she did not seem to have happened. Silent, Yao Mozhen takes care of himself.

"Yes... is your trick? Right? Yao Yu is not dead right?" The night Jun Qing Qing got up and looked at Yao Mozhen, his hand slammed his head. How did he forget it! This woman has always liked to play pigs and eat tigers!

"You are using Yao Yuzhen to fall into Yao Suzhen? But you are so troubled, how can Yao Yu die and resurrect? Now the three ladies of Xiangfu are crazy, if Yao Yu knows..." Night Jun Qing looked at Yao Mo Zhen, but when he saw Yao Mozhen’s carelessness, he sat back in the chair.

"Three ladies are matching you? Why?" The night's light and smoky swords and eyebrows were tightly picked up. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that there were too many secrets in Yao Mozhen, and he could not find the root cause.

"Wang Ye wants to know?" Yao Mozhen sighed, and immediately put down the bamboo chopsticks, the beautiful squats, and looked at the night to see the night. The night Jun nodded, he wanted to know.

"It’s not as good as the lord sings a piece of Lin Jiangxian to Mo Zhen. If it is good to sing, Mo Zhenxing will tell the prince!" Yao Mo 婉 softly smiled and fell into the country.

The night Jun Qing heard a black line and immediately sat at the table and picked up the porcelain bowl without saying a word. joke! If he is not good enough, he will still be a prince. He will not fall to the point where he sings. He does not have to know. Even if he wants to know, he will not ask for this black guy. The night is clear.

After dinner, the night Jun Qing sighed back to the east wing, and then he entered the house and felt abnormal. Then he watched and looked around, and determined that no one was relieved. When he lit the candle, the table was awesome. Put a word 笺

‘The Queen is not dying of dystocia, and this matter is otherwise embarrassing, and the night of the cold night, the truth can be revealed. ’

The hand holding the word 渐 gradually tightened, sharp and sharp eyes stunned the chill of the top, the heart of gray death, steaming at this moment, the powerful and powerful beating! The night is clear and the teeth are biting, and the forehead is bulging, which seems to burst.

Don't you die from dystocia? how is this possible! To this day, he has never doubted the cause of death. For him, it is unparalleled in the world, especially her love for the night game is even more unparalleled, with such a woman, night game Ten times the love of ten times, in addition to dystocia, I should not have other causes of death!

The night Jun Qing squatted in the hand, the eyes swayed out of the cold, and the next second took the door and went straight to the site of the cold palace.

In the palace, Yao Mozhen sat on the dressing table and stared at the face in the mirror. The fear in the eyes of Yao Shui and the despair in the eyes of Yao Zhenting emerged in his mind. This is the retribution they should have, but still far away. not enough.

"Master, something happened. The subordinates saw that the prince holding a piece of paper with an unclear word, and went out of control in the direction of the cold palace." Just as Yao Mozhen pondered, Yin Xue suddenly appeared and looked cold.

"Cold Palace? Go to 瞧瞧!" Yao Mo squatted under the cold, and put on his robes at the time, striding away from the switch.

It is clear that the weather in early summer, the cold wind of the night makes people feel cold, the clouds cover the moon, the heavens and the earth are chilling, the night Jun Qing gaze at the front of the room, and the hands of the shackles are tightening more and more, the heart is inexplicably painful.

At this moment, the door of the wing room made a slight movement, and the night was bright and bright, and the sly jumped to the door of the wing, and pushed open the door.

"Who?" The night is clear and the sound is cold, like frost. Under the dark stars, the haystacks in the corner are shaking. Silent, the night Jun Qing suddenly stepped forward, a squat under the straw, and I saw the woman dressed in a palace is shaking and looking at herself.

"Don't kill me... don't kill me... I didn't see anything... no..." The lady's body was thin, unkempt, and blocked by hair. Full of panic. At this moment, the palace lady is holding her head in her hands and pleading.

"Who are you? What did you see?" The night Junqing was alert and looked around. He decided that the word in his hand was not from the hand of the palace lady, but he knew that the palace lady would know something.

"No... please let me go! I really didn't see anything, the Queen's Empress is dying and dying... The dragon is dead!... No. No... The dragon breed died when it was born... Please..." The palace lady was mad on the ground, incoherent, desperate.

"How did the dragon die in the end? How did the queen die? You said!" The palace girl’s words were very suspicious. The night was clear and the heart was shaking, and the maid was violently picked up.

"Ah - don't! Sun Hao! Zheng Gonggong! Yuner... Hey... Why are you killing them... Hey..." Palace girl Shaking his head constantly, tears rushed out, and the face was as horrified as seeing a terrible picture.