The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 250 is the true feeling of the king

"Even if it is a moment of goodness, read the feelings of the hands and feet!" Yao Mozhen smiled casually and immediately got up.

"Hands and feet? You can kill even your father, and you will still know the feelings of the hands and feet?" Yao Suzhen did not agree. Silent, Yao Mozhen only smiled at Yao Suzhen, and took the step of Yu Ting to leave.

Just the next second when Yao Mozhen left Huaqing Palace, Yao Suzhen fell down in his chair, his hand holding his fist trembled. Looking at the black tea stains on the ground, Yao Suzhen’s heart gradually became shaken.

In the Imperial Garden, the night Jun Qing’s encounter came to Yao Mozhen.

"Wang Ye lost things." Still not waiting for the night Jun Qing brewing, Yao Mozhen has already handed Bodhi in the hands to the night Junqing.

"How is this in your hands?" The night Jun Qing rushed to take over Bodhi, and looked at Yao Mozhen with a look of doubt.

"There is a million yuan of gold in Yannan, and Mo Zhen is not too poor to steal. It was just accidentally dropped when Wang Ye was eavesdropping at Huaqing Palace." Yao Mozhen undeadly exposed the night king. Clear sneaky behavior.

"Cough... Who overheard? Who is the king who eavesdropped!" The night was clear and the face was blue and red, and the death was refuted.

"If Wang Ye didn't eavesdrop, then Mo Zhen didn't have to explain it, right?" Yao Mozhen looked at the night with a smirk, and the clear voice was shining in the sun, beautiful and dust-free.

"Oh... well, this king wants to know, why do you want Yao Suzhen to go to the original? Although she is your second sister, she is killed! Do you just watch her go to Sugawara? Have a happy day?" Night Junqing looked a little angry and looked at Yao Mozhen, whispering.

"Happy? Wang Ye, don't forget, Ben Lei, they are in the original!" Yao Mozhen cherry lips slightly hooked, the smile of the eyes makes the night Junqing feel cold.

"But the king still doesn't understand. Why do you want Yao Suzhen to go to Sugawara? Her days here are also not good."

"Wang will understand in the future, and Mo Zhen promises to the prince that Yao Suzhen will never be better than the place in the days of the original." Yao Mozhen leisurely opened his mouth, his voice faintly firm.

"But..." Just when the night Junqing wanted to question again, Tingyue suddenly ran from a distance.

"Anniling, something went wrong!" Ting Yue anxiously went to Yao Mozhen, if the scorpion had nothing to look at in the night.

"What is it?" Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows to look at Ting Yue.

"When the slave sent the palace girl to the Royal Hospital, I heard a message saying that the emperor had already promised Daxia’s and his relatives!" Tingyue reported it.

"And pro ... is not a big deal." Yao Mozhen did not agree, and the country and the country have come together, it is commonplace.

"This time, unlike the pro, the slaves listened to them and said that the emperor had already promised the emperor of the great summer country, not only let the prince of the princes marry the grandeur of the great summer, but also promised to let the princes enter the great summer! The princess is coming to a big Chu! What can I do?" Ting Yue looked at Yao Mozhen with a sorrowful look.

Silent, Yao Mo sings silently, and a cold flash of light flashes through his eyes.

"There is no reason for this! How can the emperor do this! This king will go to the emperor theory!" The night Jun Qing heard the anger, his eyes suddenly cold, when he was about to start, he was stopped by Yao Mozhen.

"Wang Ye thought that you can change now?" Yao Mozhen caught the cold of the eyes, leisurely looking at the night Junqing.

"This king can let the emperor retreat this marriage! As long as the king does not agree, no one dares to force the king to marry another woman!" Night Jun was angry and angrily. Silent, Yao Mozhen shrugged and stopped.

Seeing the shadow of the night when the monarch was clear and violent, Ting Yue carefully took care of Yao Mo's side.

"The maiden, now the Shuo Princess of Xia Guo has entered the border, and will go to the Chu Palace in three or two days. Even if the prince is arguing for the reason, the emperor may not retreat from this and kiss, how can this be good?" Look at Yao Mozhen with a heart.

Silent, Yao Mozhen smiled and stunned. When the figure of the night Junqing disappeared into his own sight, he started to walk back to Guanyin Palace. When Tingyue saw the master, he was not good at asking, and he looked worried. Followed behind.

Almost an hour, when Yao Mozhen took the slouchy laziness and leaned against the chaise longue, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming in from the door, and the blue-colored Hua Chang’s rushed in, followed by The sound of '啪', the scared sly smashed out from Yao Mozhen’s arms.

"The emperor is too much! Actually refused to see the king! He thought he could hide for a lifetime!" Night Jun Qing was sitting in a chair with anger and screaming.

"It doesn't need to be a lifetime. Just hide in the prince and go back to Xia Guo with Shuo Rong Princess." Yao Mozhen comfortably touched the furry head of the florist, casually speaking.

"This king is in trouble now. Besides you say cool words, can you still say something that makes people feel more comfortable? Can you!" Night Jun angered Yao Mozhen, hateful.

"I heard that Shuo Rong pours the country and looks beautiful!" Yao Mozhen nodded.

"You! In any case, the king will not marry that glory!"

"People's princesses are almost ready to go to the Imperial City. Can Wang Ye be awkward?" Yao Mozhen patted the smack and immediately got up. Yu Ting swayed around the night and sat down, and the hand picked up purple. The sand pot poured a cup of tea and pushed it over.

"What can the king do?" The night Jun Qing looked sad and looked at Yao Mozhen.

"Shu Rong is also a princess of a country, with more than enough princes, Wang Ye now puts this bitter and hateful look, but it seems to be somewhat emotional." Yao Mozhen did not think so.

"This king is not a bit of a sentimental, it is a true feeling! Even if the Shuo Rong Princess is a fairy, the king will not look at her more! Others do not know, but you should understand, the king's heart..." Night Jun Qingzheng looks at Yao Mozhen, and his eyes are dark and deep.

"Wang’s heart is only a family sister! If you let Shuo Rong know that you are still more than a dead person, I don’t know what it will be like.” Yao Mozhen’s pastime looks at the night, and the heart is warm. .

"Yao Mozhen!" Night Jun is angry, and he is burning his eyebrows here, and Yao Mozhen is still joking.

"Cough..... Closer to home, Wang Ye knows why the emperor wants to give Xia Guo's Shuo Rong princess to you to be Wang Hao? And also promised to let you into Xia Guo?" Yao Mozhen gathered the eyes of the play, look at it To the night Junqing.

"I don't know!" It is obvious that the current state of Jun Jun is not suitable for thinking.

"One word, poor!" Yao Mozhen said when he was awkward.

"What do you mean?" Night Jun Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at Yao Mozhen, and did not understand the opening.

"The emperor knew the prince of the prince, and the prince had already known it, but because of the prestige of the prince in the great Chu dynasty, he had never dared to start. So the emperor retired and sent the prince to the big Chu, and sent it to the whole continent. The world is known to be the poorest country, and its intention is clear. First, the prince is not in the big Chu, and solves the emperor's near-term problem. The two princes are even the dragon among the people, but in the Daxia country, they can only be regarded as shoals. On the dragon, I can't look down on any big storms, and there is no long-term worry." Yao Mo's look is awe-inspiring, his voice is as cold as ice, and the bright light of the day is dazzling.

"Is this really the meaning of the emperor?" The night of the Qing Dynasty, a sorrowful sorrow, since the death of his heart, he has been humbled in the face of the night game, but even so, he still can not change back to the night game?

"Otherwise!" Yao Mozhen picked up his eyebrows and filled the tea for the night.