This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

give up?

Tsing Yi never knew how these two words were written!

I wiped the 'cat urine' on my face and blew my nose.

It's that fiery overlord flower of Yinsi again!

It doesn't matter what kind of old witch who is obsessed with the sun, the symbiosis spell, just one word: Do it!

After Tsing Yi came out of the palace, Xiao Jue and Zi Xiao both noticed that her whole appearance had changed.

It was as if the haze had been swept away.

The wicked woman who used to move forward and was fearless about everything is back!

"No matter what the method is, you must try it. If you want to recast the broken scissors, apart from the lotus seed of the old woman and the casting method, what other materials are needed? Brother Zixiao, you should be able to find out, right?"

little brother?

Zi Xiao's brows trembled twice, very unwilling to be called this!

But on the heels of realizing...

This wicked girl is indeed his sister-in-law now!

"You two! Is Lao Tzu a brick? Where do you need to move it!"

Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows, "Is your old stick so useful?"

Got it!

Older Zi Xiao dared not to speak out. Now that Miaomiao's little worm's injury can be stabilized for the time being, he doesn't need to be guarded in the underworld all the time.

"This old man will go back to Jiuzhongtian!"

"Declare in advance, this time I really want to rescue this little long worm! You must be paid!"

"You two are shameless, don't let Lao Tzu work as a long-term worker for you and do white labor for you!"

Zi Xiao scolded and walked away, Xiao Jue walked to her side, held her hand, and said:

"You haven't rested these days, and your injury hasn't healed yet. Don't be too tired."

Tsing Yi shook his head and said:

"I'm fine, it's you, take advantage of this moment to take a nap."

Xiao Jue didn't have a moment to breathe during this time.

After taking care of her, he came to take care of Miaomiao, not to mention that there are a lot of things waiting for him in the underworld.

"rest assured."

Xiao Jue squeezed her palm lightly.

Under Tsing Yi's soft and hard bubbles, Xiao Jue agreed to take a rest for a while.

Just as he walked over to the bedroom, a familiar aura came over.

Tsing Yi's beautiful eyes were bright, and he hurriedly said: "You go to rest first, I'll just go there!"

That breath belongs to Mochi!

Mochi woke up!

Xiao Jue looked at the figure in Tsing Yi galloping away, hesitated a little, but did not follow after all.

Sichen stepped forward slowly and couldn't help saying:

"Old white face, why are you so arrogant now?"

Xiao Jue stared at him and raised his hand.

Seeing this, the minister immediately showed a cowardly look, and subconsciously shrank his neck.

Xiao Jue's raised hand changed direction, pushed the door in, tilted his head and asked:

"Following all the way, what do you want to say?"

Si Chen pursed his lips, took a deep breath and said:

"Heavenly Emperor! Could he also be related to Yinchi?"

Xiao Jue's eyes moved slightly, "Come in and talk."

...

On the side of the hall.

Tsing Yi hurried to arrive, and before he walked in, he heard the noise inside.

"Go away!"

"Get out of the way!!"

"Kunwu, get out of the way!"

When Tsing Yi entered, the scene was stalemate.

Kunwu stood in front of him, Mochi stood opposite him, his expression was cold, and killing intent rolled in his silver eyes.

"You're dying! You're completely injured, aren't you!"

Tsing Yi's voice suddenly sounded.

The killing intent in Mochi's eyes stagnated, and when his eyes fell on her, the edge on his face softened for a moment.

Tsing Yi said solemnly, "You all go out."

Seeing her coming, Kun Wu also breathed a sigh of relief and retreated to the outside with the others.

Mo Chi stared at her intently, clenching his teeth.

He didn't speak, but his breath was full of tension.

"Miaomiao is still alive." Tsing Yi lowered her voice.

Mo Chi took a deep breath, staggered slightly, took a few steps back, held the chair beside him, and sat down.

Knowing that at this moment, the blood on his face gradually returned a little.

"Are you all right?" Mo Chi raised his head, his eyes fell on her right arm which was fixed by the board, and a flash of remorse flashed in his eyes.

"How about I beat you up and let you feel it for yourself, is there anything wrong with me?"

Tsing Yi raised her eyebrows, still so rebellious.

With her relaxed and usual appearance, Mo Chi's heart subconsciously calmed down.

Walking up to him and sitting down, Tsing Yi continued:

"Don't be too affectionate, can your teeth hurt me?"

Mochi frowned sharply.

"What happened after I was in a coma that day?"

"It's not a big deal." Tsing Yi said lightly about what happened.

Naturally, it was a brushstroke that he was almost killed by the Prince of the East.

On the contrary, he took this opportunity to brag about the mighty and domineering man of his family.

Mo Chi frowned frequently, and couldn't help sneering: "It's almost done, if you get the chance, say good things for your poor old man."

"Mother is telling the truth, you know shit."

Mo Chi looked at her with a heartless, hippy smile.

There was a flash of remorse and sadness in his eyes.

This scumbag, pretending to be relaxed, how could he not see it?

"Is Miaomiao's situation not optimistic?" Mochi asked with his eyes lowered.

Tsing Yi gradually withdrew her tone, was silent for a while, and hummed.

"Old Bai Lian and Zi Xiao shot together, temporarily suppressing the co-birth spell on him. The two of them have been looking for another way to solve it, and Miao Miao is still in a coma."

Tsing Yi didn't hide his truth, and turned to look at him, "Are you going to see Miaomiao?"

Mo Chi sat stiffly for a long time, took a long deep breath, and pulled a somewhat far-fetched smile on his face.

"Don't go, it's good to know that he is still alive."

Mochi slowly closed his eyes.

He was able to imagine what Miaomiao looked like at the moment.

He dared not look...

I am afraid that after watching it, I will lose control again, and I will kill Zhu Jiuyin desperately, and I will also rush to Jiuzhongtian to destroy the Queen Mother of the West!

Mo Chi's calmness surprised Tsing Yi.

Didn't this Heishui'er shout and kill before?

Why did you calm down so quickly?

Tsing Yi's eyes widened, she stretched out her left hand, and poked him carefully.

"Can you really stand it? Heishui'er, don't be like this, you're going to feel bad in your heart, you can cry out..."

Mochi frowned slightly at her.

"It's not a sin for a man to cry and cry. Brother, there is nothing else. This solid chest can still be lent to you to rely on!"

Tsing Yi looked at him with a distressed face.

After so many years...

When had Tsing Yi been so gentle and considerate to him like this moment?

Mo Chi looked at her faintly and sighed silently in his heart.

This scumbag, even caring about people is like this...

Makes you want to clean her up!

"Well, looking at your chest, it is indeed unusually solid."

Mo Chi's face returned to the casual look he used to have, but the smile returned to his eyes, "I can't call you a scumbag in the future, I have to call you big brother."

Tsing Yi's small face turned slightly, her eyebrows raised.

Hey, you're a little weird.

"Hehe, it looks like your injury is completely healed..."

"It still hurts a little... ah- scumbag, stop it-"