The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 328, the king does not go out

"I can't do anything with the lord! And Mo Zhen has lived in this state for more than 20 years, and there is nothing to live for twenty years." Yao Mozhen knows that Junqing is good for her, but there is no chess. Regret, when she played chess, she had set the end for herself.

"This king can't do it!" The night Jun Qing did not come from the anger of burning, his eyes still burning.

"Wang Ye went out, this palace is tired." Yao Mozhen is not willing to pay more for it. She knows that Junqing is not willing to grieve her, but she may have to look at the idea of ​​the party, rather than the previous life. With no eyes, Yao Mozhen feels that even if this world makes her a fool of her life, she is happy. At least, she is a man who really loves her, enough, isn't it!

"This king does not go out!" The night Jun Qing is cold and his eyes are burning.

"Well, don't go out, let's sleep together!" Yao Mozhen smiled, his eyebrows faintly charming.

"Yao Mozhen, the king is talking about business!" The night Junqing is deep and the voice is helpless. In front of Yao Mozhen, he seems to never grasp the initiative, but this time, the night Junqing wants to persist, Yao Mo He paid too much for him, and he felt that he should always do something for her.

"Mo婉 said that it is also a business matter, Wang Ye is in a hurry, waiting for Mo Yukuan to finish the clothes, and immediately serve the prince." Yao Mozhen's eyebrows eyebrows provoke the infinite wind, the eyes of the star-studded nights are clear and bloody.

Until Yao Mozhen faded the outer skirt, untied the tie of the inner shirt, the night Jun could not hold back, then hated to turn around and leave the room.

"Why are you leaving, Yin Xue, do you believe that this palace wants him to stay." Looking at the back of the night when the monk fell to the door, Yao Mo can't help but shake his head and sigh. This world, she does not ask for a child. The hand, and the child is old, just ask for a moment of spring, not a good person.

"They also want to stay with the lord." In the empty room, Yin Xue’s voice is swaying, and I feel awkward when I hear it.

"Cough... If you really stay, do you know what to do?" Yao Mozhen finally blushed.

"Under the subordinates understand." Yin Xue firmly said. The latter part of the sentence was not said in the throat: the subordinates must be inseparable.

At the end of Jeju, the night Junqing was invincible and ended in victory. The Cao Kun army that withdrew from Jeju was evacuated to Guangning, and there was no action at the same time. The night Junqing was not in a hurry to fight, so the two sides became confrontational after the battle in Jeju, and there was no intention to fight in a short time.

Chu Gong Yu Shu Fang

Looking at the memorial in his hand, the night game was as black as a slap in the face, his eyes were smoldering, and the hand holding the smashing force slammed hard, and the sound of the ‘嘶’ was broken from the middle.

"There is no reason for this! The 600,000-strong army, even a small 莽原 can not get down, what is Cao Kun doing!" Night Hongyi smashed the memorial, angry.

"The subordinates heard the Supreme Prince... The reason why the thief night Junqing succeeded in the first battle was because they developed a 'bench squirrel' that is comparable to the iron armor's weapon Qihoo, and the power is even better. This is ice. I didn't expect the adults to believe that with this lesson, the hail would not dare to underestimate the enemy, and the subordinates believed in the strength of the Iron and Blood Corps." Qinglong vowed.

"Hail! If you lose another battle, you will give him a death sin!" The night game was chilling, dark and dark, and for the insults of the time, the night game was not forgotten at all.

"The emperor..." Qinglong worried about the night game, and wanted to discourage, but finally resisted.

"Hey, you know that you know some friends on the rivers and lakes, you have something to tell you!" The night hunter caught the coldness of the eyes and slowed down.

"Although the emperor ordered." Qinglong arched his life.

"The queen of the dragon is still in the enemy camp. No matter what method is used, you have to bring the nephew back." The voice of the night game is pleading, and the eyes are looking forward to it. He wants Yao Mou too, think of each In the evening, he will go to the Guanlu Palace to drink drunk, and he will fall asleep with the quilt that Yao Mozhen has covered every night. In his dream, he and Yao Mozhen will embrace Tianming. Night game never thinks about each other. Nowadays, Acacia knows that Acacia is extremely bitter. Since Yao Mozhen was defamed, he was suddenly an epiphany. He turned out to be a kind of love.

"Subordinate to obey." Qinglong whispered in response, and the scorpion that hung down his eyes showed a disappointment.

Jeju is no better than the original, Yao Mozhen will stay in the pavilion for most of the time, to prevent the discovery of the night game, and no war, Yao Mozhen is also rare, and then sewing clothes in the room.

"Mother, you are making clothes for Xiaohan Wang. The slaves feel that you still don't do it, even if you do, Chu Mobei will not let these clothes go to the hands of Xiao Hanwang." Tingyue swept his clothes The size of the girl knows who the mind is.

"There will always be a way to get into the winter, and this palace has to prepare a few pieces of winter clothes for the desert." Yao Mozhen said something, and he broke the brocade line and faintly said.

"You only think about Xiao Han Wang, and Wang Ye has no winter clothes. The slaves feel that the goddess is going to treat Xiao Hanwang as your son." Tingyue sorted out the clumps on the table, from the lungs. .

The heart, inexplicably tight, the familiar and strange name made Yao Mozhen’s heart tremble slightly, Zhonger, if you live, how good...

"Slaves damn, slaves say the wrong words." Feeling that Yao Mozhen looked abnormal, Tingyue was nervously put down the line and cautiously stood on one side.

"Why did Wang Ye have no clothes for winter? This palace heard that Fu Ning had made five sets of robes, and also used a silkworm silk to weave a protective armor. It really took a lot of thoughts. There are also 桓采儿, I heard that I also do it. A few pieces of cotton robes are the top cotton buds. There are so many people thinking about him. What is the heart of this palace?" Yao Mozhen swears that she is only stating the facts, but this is what I heard in Tingyue’s ears. I always feel that there is a sour taste.

"The niece, the slave has a sentence that should not be said, in fact..." Didn't wait for Tingyue to open, Yao Mozhen suddenly turned, the twilight was light, and Ting Yue looked at Yao Mo's line of sight and saw the night Jun. Qing stood at the door, Fengshen Junyi.

"The slaves asked the king to please." Seeing the night Junqing, Tingyue immediately gave a gift, but did not want the night Junqing did not enter the door, but turned to look at the people behind him.

“Muslim?” Yao Mozhen suddenly got up, and the crystal-clear scorpion burst into the hustle and bustle of Huacai. She always felt that there was a saying in the middle of the desert. If I saw the message again, I would have to go through some twists and turns, but I didn’t want to I will see you again at this time and here.

"Well, do you want to make clothes for the king?" Chu Moxin deliberately slaps his face, but his eyes are full of brilliance.

"Is it not for the little prince? If you can't do it anymore, it's good to eat it with the little prince." Yao Mozhen patted the head of Chu Moxin. The sound is extraordinarily gentle.

"Then you have to practice!" Chu Moxin took up the clothes on the table, solemnly opened his mouth, and Yao Mozhen, who was provoked, looked black.

"Yu Chen Huang Jun, seeing Chu after the break." Xu is too excited to see Chu Moxin, Yao Mozhen actually ignored the emperor Jun Jun who came in with the night Junqing.