The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 174 Emperor's apex woman

"Be sure to wait for me, or I will be disappointed." Yao Mozhen dropped this sentence and immediately went to Yao Zhenting and took him out of the main hall.

Until Yao Mozhen left, the night Junqing was still wondering, how did she see that she was leaving? Is his performance so obvious?

"Wang Ye is sitting a little, the old slaves told the next person to come over for tea." Yao Tu respectfully walked to the side of the night Junqing, Shi Lidao.

"No need." When the night Jun Qing got up and wanted to leave, the ear suddenly echoed the words of Yao Mozhen, so the body that had just been lifted back again.

"No, this king is not thirsty." Night Jun is light and faint, and my heart is questioning myself ten thousand times. What is she disappointing about you! Can still be sitting still as stable as Mount Tai.

Outside the main room, Yao Mo was ordered to stay outside the door, and he took Yao Zhenting into the room.

"Damn Li Qingqing! It’s really killing and not getting rid of it! Keke." This sentence Yao Zhenting squatted all the way, and now returns to the room, still chattering.

"Father is mad at the body." Yao Mozhen put Yao Zhenting on the couch, then went to the table and poured a cup of tea for him, and the sneer of his lips flashed away.

"How can the old man not be angry? First, Su Muzi, and another Li Qingqing! These two daughter-in-laws, actually carrying the old man to do something wrong! The most hateful thing is that they gave the old man hope, son! But two unexpectedly It’s all kind of! It’s the reason! The old man must find the little cockroach and hack him!” Yao Zhenting did not take over the tea cup that Yao Mozhen handed over, and he was low-key.

"So count down, except that Mo Zhen's mother has not betrayed you, even Dou Xianglan has hooked up with the play." Yao Mozhen leisurely sat on the chair by the couch, **** ###着杯缘,上好Snow porcelain, brilliance without edges, comfortable to touch.

"Mo is away. Unfortunately, I have never given birth to a son, otherwise..." When Yao Zhenting was complaining, the quietness suddenly looked at Yao Mozhen, and his face was wrong.

"Otherwise, you will not let Dou Xianglan insult the mother, but also poison the mother's diet, right?" Yao Mo has no waves, and his face is as calm as Pinghu, especially the slight curvature of the lips. Yao Zhenting couldn't believe his eyes, and he couldn't believe what he had heard.

"How? Is there anything wrong with Mo Zhen? In fact, Mo Zhen has never understood, even if the mother did not give birth to a son, but she gave birth to the mother of a country, Yao Suzhen is just a noble, according to reason, the father should not be jealous. Dou Xianglan, but the mother. It can be seen that the father’s practice is really not what ordinary people can guess.” Yao Mo picked up the tea cover and sipped a sip.

"Mo Yu. You. You are not stupid? How is this possible!" Yao Zhenting looked at Yao Mozhen wrongly and was shocked.

"This is possible, but the father wants his son, it is absolutely impossible." Yao Mozhen's cold, sly, like two beams of light stinging Yao Zhenting's eyes.

“Why?” Yao Zhenting asked indignantly.

"My father can still remember the daughter of the altar that Mo Zhen brought from the palace when he was?" Yao Mozhen casually opened his mouth, and the smile on his lips was as beautiful as a fairy.

"Remember, how about that?" In shock, Yao Zhenting looked at Yao Mozhen.

"I don't know if my father felt it at the time. In addition to the mellow and mellow taste, the wine has a scent of scent, which is very light, but as long as the father has a fine product, it should be felt." Yao Mozhen squatted with tea. A few pieces of young leaves in the cup, said in detail.

"What do you want to say?" Yao Zhenting looked at Yao Mozhen alertly, even though he had confirmed that he couldn't accept the stupid daughter who just cried and laughed.

"Mo Yu wants to say that there is a 'rootless water' specially prepared for his father." Yao Mozhen lifted his head and opened his mouth.

“What is ‘no root water?’?” Yao Zhenting’s brow was twisted into a Sichuan word, and his heart gradually rose to a chill.

"My father is still a prime minister. It's not difficult to understand such a superficial name. The focus of 'No Roots' is that there is no root. After the father has drunk, Mo said his son, even his daughter can't live. Yao Mozhen looked at Yao Zhenting with a look of regret.

"You. What do you say!" Yao Zhenting heard a shock, and then angrily got up and glared at Yao Mozhen.

"If you want to say something, Wu Zicheng has already said that his father is destined to be an **** in this life, and he is destined to have no children to end!" Yao Mo's voice was cold and the twilight was cold.

"Why? The old man is your father!" Yao Zhenting asked arrogantly.

"Yes, you are indeed Mo Zhen's father. This is a shame that Mo Zhen can't get rid of in this life." Yao Mozhen leisurely got up and walked slowly to the table, resting the teacup on the table, and then facing Yao Zhenting. It’s down.

"Who are you? Who is it?" In the face of this daughter who once looked at him with trouble, Yao Zhenting felt fear and even panic for the first time.

"The three thousand gold of the government, the father's little daughter, the father does not remember?" Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows and looked at Yao Zhenting, the full expression of the shocked face and the changing face made Yao Mozhen feel funny, never I know that my father is actually an expression emperor.

"No. You are a beast! You are a beast! How can you give the old man the medicine! You broke the root of the old man, and the old man asked for your life!" In shock, Yao Zhenting finally woke up and rushed to Yao. Mo Zhen.

Just as Yao Zhenting’s hand was squatting at Yao Mozhen’s snow neck, Yao Mozhen suddenly got up, and the cold eyes seemed to travel through the dark wolves in the jungle, and the stunned green awnings. The pressure of the game forced Yao Zhenting not to take a step forward.

"You dare! Mo Zhen is now the sixth house of the crown. It is the woman on the top of the emperor's heart. You dare to move the palace to a hair. The palace has the ability to let the entire Yao House fly away in the evening!" Yao Mozhen at the moment, like the **** king The existence of the body, the cold atmosphere of the body makes the air in the entire room drop to the freezing point.

"Hello!" Yao Zhenting gritted his teeth and groaned, but his body was hard to move.

"Mo婉 is no more than a father! You see your mother being poisoned by Dou Xianglan, not only indulging her, but also throwing the mother's body into a mass grave! At that moment, you have thought that the mother not only waited for you to serve you. Ten years, you gave birth to a pair of daughters, one of them, or the queen of today!" Yao Mo's voice screamed like a death knell in Yao Zhenting's ear, and the voice brought shock to Yao Zhenting to shake his heart. broken.

"What about the Queen! Yao Moxin's benefit to the old man is not as good as Yao Suzhen! The only kind of heart is the emperor! I never think about the old man!" Yao Zhenting greeted Yao Mozhen's hateful eyes and said that he was confident. .

The heart, at this moment seems to be thrown into the cold pool, it turned out that this is the reason for the father to treat the mother indifferently, all the remorse broke out, and she should be a thousand!

"So the death of the eldest sister is a happy event for the father?" Yao Mozhen gathered the remorse of his heart and looked coldly at Yao Zhenting.

"Heyday's happy event! Only when she dies, Yao Suzhen can become a queen! God has eyes, that kind of scorpion is actually private with a man, and even gave birth to a scorpion! She is dead!" Yao Zhenting hysterically squats, as if being shackled With him **** and deep hatred.