The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 195 is nothing to worry about.

At that time, Chu Moxin suggested that after sacrificing the hue, Huangfu Junxiu carefully considered it. The purpose of his trip was to complete the task. As long as he did not bear the responsibility of the Prince, as far as the means were concerned, even if it was not kind, not glamorous, what is important? !

"Huangfu...The emperor of the emperor knows what he is saying?" Yan Caier was surprised at the confession of Huangfu Junxiu, but he did not know how to respond. In the dark, Yao Mozhen sighed, she overestimated the rhythm of Huangfu Junxiu!

"Jun Xiu knows that these words are abrupt, but Jun Shuxi really does not want to wait until he leaves Dachu, and then regrets not confessing to the goddess. Junxiu knows that his identity is humble, it is difficult to match the goddess, as long as the goddess knows that there is still one person in the world. When I was in a dream, Junxiu would be content." Huangfu Jun said that he even sighed with his sweet words, and his face was sincere and impeccable.

"You... really love the palace at first sight?" If it wasn't for the moonlight, Huangfu Junxiu would definitely see the blush on the cheeks of Yan Caier.

"The sky is on, if there is a lie in Junshou, let Junshou play thunder, five thunders!" When Huang Fujun took a curse, the jade finger of Yan Cai has covered the thin lips of Huang Junjun.

"The messenger will not go on, this is the letter of the palace." Listening to the words of the child, Yao Mozhen in the darkness is hopeless, it seems that her previous thoughts are in vain.

"Anniling... You are a big Chu Guifei, Junxiu is a courtier. It’s hard to see each other again." Huang Fujun took the opportunity to hold the hand of Yan Caier, see It has no meaning of rejection, and the heart is somewhat gratified.

"Actually..." 桓 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿 儿

In the dark, the night Junqing only felt the pain in his arm. When he turned to look at Yao Mozhen, he saw Yao Mozhen clearly looking at him, and his hands clasped his arms. It seemed very nervous.

"In fact, even if you don't see the goddess, Junxiu will hang the portrait of the goddess in the room, so that the first thing to see when he wakes up every day is the goddess." Huang Junjun took a gentle look at the pick. Children, thin lips smack a fascinating arc.

"Jun Xiu... In fact, compared with Chu Moxin, is Chu Mobei not more worthy of following?" Yan Caier couldn’t help but open her mouth. She never encountered such a person who made her heart move in her life. . Although it is noble, the night game in her heart is just a tool for her to stabilize her family. They only use each other. As a woman, who does not want this life to meet a favorite person, and then compose an earth-shattering love song.

"The girl's words... What do you mean? Junxiu has been following the Royal Highness Prince?" Huangfu Jun Hugh looked at the children, and his eyes were puzzled.

"Are you not a counselor of Chu Moxin? Are you in the heart of Cao Ying in Han?"

"How can the goddess say this? Whether it is the cold king or the handsome break, all of them are dedicated to the prince of the prince, so there is no such thing as Cao Han!" Huang Yujun looked at the singer.

"You are kidding this palace?" Yan Caier was alert to see Huang Junjun, and his heart was slightly painful. The news that the father got was very different from what Huang Junjun took to say at the moment. There is only one truth, and the father will not lie to her.

"Jun Xiu dare to guarantee the life of the Nine nationalities. Just said, the sentence is true. In fact, the Prince of the Prince learned that the big man was squeezed out in the middle of the DPRK, and he was not able to gain the trust of the night game. It’s sad, so good will not be insulted by this kind of insult, so I will come to Jun with the cold king, hoping to get in touch with the old general. If the old general is willing to go to the big man, His Royal Highness will be regarded as a guest, and will be ten. The county’s military power is handed over to the old general!” Huang Junjun’s refusal to come to mind, no matter what, he must seize this opportunity.

"What you said is true?" Yan Caier only felt that his mind was squeaking, and Huang Junjun dared to guarantee the life of the Nine nationalities. He must have said nothing, but Chu Mobei did not send a secret envoy earlier?

"If the Niangniang still does not believe, Junxiu can let the cold king personally see the Niangniang side." Huangfu Junxiu felt the strangeness in the eyes of Yan Caier, and firmly opened his mouth.

"Wait... you let the palace think about it... What do you mean, Chu Mobei never sent someone to contact my father before?" Yan Caier’s face suddenly pale, body I can't help but recede on the trunk, and the eyelashes are shaking. If the person who has been in contact with his father is not sent by Chu Mobei, who would it be? Why do you pretend to be a secret agent? Will it be a night game? If it is, the palace is dead!

"Jun Xiu does not understand the meaning of the maiden?" Huang Fujun's sword and eyebrows are slightly stunned, and he is extremely puzzled by the expression of 桓采儿.

"You just have to answer this palace. Before you, did you have any people in Chu Mobei who sent people to contact the palace?"

"His Royal Highness Prince... It’s the fact that the secret ambassador first met with the singer." Huang Fujun took a slow break and every word was very difficult. He must gamble on this. .

In the dark, Yao Mozhen really felt that she was really stupid, and she was replaced by Huang Fujun. It seems that it is time for her to come out personally.

"Are you sure?" Even if he wants to take a look at Huangfu Jun, he will not be able to ignore the life and death of the entire government. Especially when she heard the hesitation in Huang Haojun’s speech, her heart was cold.

"Jun Xiu is sure!" Huang Yujun nodded.

"This palace is tired..." 桓采儿 only feels chaotic, she needs to be calm.

"The niece, what did Jun Jun say?" Huang Fujun took a step forward and asked in a hurry.

"Rongben Palace thinks again! Before this, the palace would not be able to meet the messenger again." Yan Cai's footsteps were awkward and left the garden. Huangfu Junxiu stood for a long time and left.

After the two went away, the night Jun Qing suddenly got up and the Jianmei tightened.

"Chu Mobei is really a deceitful person, but dare to go to the Chu Palace to pull people!" Night Junqing was angrily low.

"Flies are not a seamless egg. If it is not too late, the suspicion is too heavy, and the slashing of the military power, how can he be able to take advantage of it?" Yao Mozhen leisurely walked to the night Junqing, the twilight calm.

"As a military commander, the most important thing is the emperor's trust. The night of this game did hurt the heart of the cross. The king was only afraid..." The night prince cleared the anger of his eyes and worried.

"Wang Ye is afraid of going out and walking? No, he has no chance." Yao Mo's lips smudged a smile that reversed the sentient beings, faintly said.

See Yao Mozhen walk away, and when the night is clear, he greets him.

"How do you know that he has no chance? Huangfu Jun has not left yet, and even if he is gone, who can guarantee that Chu Mobei will not send another secret?" Night Junqing did not agree.

"I!" Yao Mozhen suddenly stopped, the clear watery scorpion smashed the brilliance. Looking at the confidence in Yao Mo's eyes, the troubles in the heart of the night are suddenly a lot less. Somehow, Yao Mozhen's words, he is no reason to believe.

"You will take care of this business?"

"Wang Ye remembers that no one is a nosy." Yao Moxiao smiled like a flower, under the moonlight, that smirk seems to be a silver-plated peony, graceful and mysterious.

When I went back to my place of residence, Huang Yijun thought about it before I thought about it. I always felt that there was something in my child’s words. According to her intention, it seems that before anyone, someone who had pretended to be a prince had found a cross. Who would it be? At this moment, there was a dove flying in the window, and Huang Junjun got up and walked to the window, saw no one, and held the white dove, carefully removed the bamboo tube and took the word inside. When looking at the contents of the lyrics, Huang Haojun’s face suddenly became dignified.