MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 85 Getting lazy
Remember [www.novelbuddy.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!
Chapter 85 is getting lazy
The result of the poisonous dragon species had a result. Before the night game was not convicted, the color fireflies drank a pot of poisonous wine. This ending was better than the chaos. In order to give a confession to the 桓 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Yao Mozhen knows that this is the meaning of Yi Heng. It seems that after this incident, 桓 桓 异 ! !!
"Yin Xue." Yao Mozhen appealed to the long breath, and whispered Yin Xue.
"The master told me." Many times, Yao Mozhen wanted to ask where Yin Xue was hiding. She had been paying attention to it many times and could not find it.
"Notify Ben Lei, find a strange face, and let him be close to the cross with the identity of the country, and let him send someone to secretly monitor the generals, so that the real sneak sneak into the country, the person in the north... .. Oh!" When she confronted, she didn't take advantage of anything cheap, but fortunately she did not suffer.
"This is the case for the subordinates!" Yin Xue was ordered, and the deaf's departure, the movements were light and snowy, and the squirrels in Yao Mo's arms did not even have a slight reaction.
"You guy, more and more lazy!" Yao Moxuan caressed the smugglers, and smacked the ears of the squid.
"喵~" 絮 絮 is also a very loud face to the face, then dreams.
At this moment, lunch was ready, and Ting Yue walked slowly to Yao Mozhen, and took her laps to the chaise longue, and immediately helped Yao Mozhen to get up and go to the square table.
"The one who sent the Prince has been sent?" Since that day, Yao Mozhen was not allowed to wear white clothes and appeared in front of him. The night Junqing really had a two-day future.
"Back to the maiden, sent it." Ting Yue back to the road.
"Know it, go on." Yao Mozhen sometimes thinks of Yan Nan's words. Is it really too much?
"Anniling!" Tingyue turned and was about to leave, and he saw the palace gate. The night of the blue gown was standing there.
At that moment, Yao Mozhen seemed to see the night of the night Junqing came back again. The blue gown was blooming with the brilliance of the sun, and the long-lasting figure of the night Junqing was the best. Lined up with the elegant and proud colors of the night, at this moment, the face of the night Jun Qing Junyi is more and more radiant, and the color of the Sui and Tang Dynasties is no.
Tingyue was very difficult to remove the line of sight from the night Junqing. Intuition told her that she could not have any thoughts about this man except looking up.
When Tingyue left, Yao Mozhen took back his own gaze and walked to the table leisurely without a word.
"Cough... I want to ask you something, but you can't be angry." The sincerity of his own manifestation was ignored by Yao Mozhen. Although the night Junqing was a little embarrassed, he still walked to Yao Mo. He sat down next to him.
"Talk about it." Yao Mozhen picked up the bamboo chopsticks, his look was leisurely, and his voice was sweet. Seeing Yao Mozhen is so good to talk, the night Jun Qing guess, her mood will be excellent today, the heart is a little more stable.
"The thing of Emperor Guifei... is it what you did?" Night Junqing tried to look at Yao Mozhen, but saw Yao Mozhen suddenly put down the bamboo chopsticks, the long eyelashes slightly tilted, and the bright flashes Look at yourself.
"Distressed?" Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows, and the light in his eyes was dark and dark.
"Nonsense, but I think it should be you, she is your sister, your sisters are so good, you should not harm her!" Night Junqing will convince himself to repeat it to Yao Mozhen.
"Saffron is not for me." Yao Mozhen took up the bamboo chopsticks and said indifferently. Yes, she also thought that their sisters’ feelings were very good, but Yao Suzhen taught her, what is wishful thinking, what is self-love!
Seeing that Jun Junqing couldn’t control the light and sigh of relief, Yao Mozhen was very shocking to add a sentence.
"However, I let Yin Xue put it." Yao Mo's slang closed, and the night Jun Qing suddenly got up, and looked angry at Yao Mozhen.
"Why do you want to frame the emperor? She is your sister!" Night Junqing can find a thousand reasons to explain Yao Mozhen's reasons for provoking the night game and the cross, but can't find any reason to explain why she is going to frame Yao Suzhen. Mo Xin once said that she is very concerned about this sister.
"I still don't feel bad about her." Yao Mozhen seems to have nothing to do with a piece of fish, taste it.
"Yao Mozhen! The king is asking you!" The night Junqing was most affected by the unreasonable attitude of Yao Mozhen.
"Yin Xue, so noisy." Yao Mo Yan Liu Mei slightly, the voice is slightly annoying.
"Wang Ye, please!" Yin Xue seems to be in a ghostly manner in front of the night Junqing, the beautiful face does not have a trace of expression, like a frozen.
"Yao Mozhen! This king will not condone your hurting sister! This king will go to the emperor to expose you! You poison woman!" Night Jun Qing and Yin Xue moved, it is clear that he is not Yin Xue The opponents, instead of being thrown out by others, would rather go out and leave some face.
"Yin Xue, retreat!" Yao Mozhen's voice suddenly cold, suddenly chopsticks, until Yin Xue disappeared, Yao Mozhen slowly got up, no trace of emotions toward the night Junqing.
"You...what are you doing?" The night prince cleared his throat. He had never seen Yao Mozhen's expression so awkward.
"You go! You tell the emperor, the saffron under the bed of Yao Suzhen is put in the palace! Others can't guarantee it, but if you inform, Mo Zhen will not refute! Go!" The cold voice reveals no The sorrow and anger of living, Yao Mozhen clears the waves of anger, and the light from the shackles seems to be like a sword piercing into the heart of the night, making him feel inexplicable pain.
"You...you don't force me..." Yao Mozhen stepped forward step by step, and the night Junqing became more and more guilty, until the night was cleared to the corner, Yao Mozhen still did not stop. The meaning of coming down. The poses of the two people make people think.
"The king did not say that he must go." I don't know why, the night Junqing admits to the world on the battlefield, never know what to fear, but in front of Yao Mozhen, there is always a dwarf A sensation of feeling, the kind of pets that came out of the heart, perhaps even he himself did not notice.
"You must go! Mo Zhen also wants to see what kind of expression you can have when you sell Mo Zhen!" Qingyue’s voice reveals unrecognized resentment, Yao Mo’s water is like a wave, inside The swaying shackles made the night singularly clear, and there seemed to be something stuck in the chest, and it was uncomfortable to say nothing.
"I just want to remind you... Yao Suzhen is you..."
"What kind of thing is she not reminding Wang Ye, Wang Ye will not find the royal study room? If you can't find it, Mo Zhen can take you there!" Yao Mozhen is as close as the night Junqing, near night Junqing even It is possible to count how many eyelashes she has, and the breath that overflowed from Yao Mozhen’s lips has come to the fore, and the night Jun has cleared her throat, which is difficult to suppress the urge to run away.
"Cough... This king can give you a chance." The night Jun Qing loosened the pine scorpion, and when he stepped back, he found that he had already reached the wall, so the night Junqing slightly moved down. Alleviate the ambiguous posture at the moment.
"Either, Wang Ye and Mo Zhen went to see the emperor now, and shake all the things of Mo Zhen." Yao Mozhen looked back and looked at the mess of the sleeping pillows on the chaise longue. When he turned around, there was a trace of his eyes. The banter shines, "Either the prince is holding a slap in the Guan Gong Palace to rest and clear the brain. Wang Ye chooses himself!"
"You! You are deceiving too much!" The night Jun heard the sound, and the anger was round.
"Mo Zhen has always been very reasonable. It seems that Wang Ye has already chosen, let's go!" Yao Mozhen cold and moved away from the night Junqing body, turned and walked to the palace gate
At the gate of the palace, when Yao Mozhen turned back, the night Junqing still stood still in the same place. After a while, he stepped on the violent steps to the chaise longue, and he reluctantly picked up the squid and sat down. To Yao Mozhen.
The warmth of the picture in front of the eyes, a gentle man like a jade, a man who is a fairy, holding a snow-colored cat, a harmonious world of man and nature.
"The king does not like the florist!" The sound of the night Junqing broke the harmony at this time, and the sadness on his face was beyond words.
