MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 89 Anyway, life can't be!

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The eighty-ninth chapter can't be lived anyway!

When Jun Qing suddenly found out, it turned out that there were too many unreasonable things in this world.

"Jun Qing, I ask you something! Where is the flounder?" Yao Mozhen reached out and pulled the corner of the night Junqing, but was struck by the night.

"I am sorry, this king is not specifically for Yao Yao to see the cat, how can I know where the flounder is!" Night Jun Qing Road, a face of course.

"Don't care, anyway, you have to help me find the flounder, otherwise, don't eat!" Yao Mo slammed his feet and hated, and immediately went back to the night.

"Jun Qing, this is hard for you, I still don't know the three meals a day of the Prince, but also rely on a cat to guarantee." The night of the game is more and more pampered with Yao Mozhen's chest. In the hands of the fine play, the words are ridiculous and ironic.

"The younger brother retired." The night Jun Qing indifferently handed over and turned away.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Seeing the night Junqing walked out of the Guanyin Palace, Yao Mozhen shouted.

"Looking for a cat!" The clear voice drifted, and Yao Mo screamed, and there was a smile on his eyes. There was a burst of laughter from the top of the head. Yao Mozhen knew that the laughter of the night game was totally different from his own smile.

As the saying goes, there is a heart to plant flowers and flowers, and there is no intention to plant a willow, and the night Jun Qing has no intention of florist. I only want to hide in the royal garden, but I don’t want to see the jade in the palace dress holding the groggy The florist rushed to the Qing Palace.

Driven by curiosity, the night Jun Qingqing couldn't help but follow Mingyu to the Huaqing Palace. His body shape was steep and flashed, and he quickly jumped to the roof.

"The niece, Ming Yu brought the scum, just sprayed some drugs in its mouth, so now sleep." Ming Yu said something, put the bulge in his arms on the table, cautious.

"How to feed it with a rat poison, go and take it with water!" When I saw the belly of the flounder, Yao Suzhen’s heart was suddenly covered by hate. At this moment, she could not wait to regard the floc as Yao Mozhen. I licked its skin!

"Yiang Niang, you think twice, Yao Hao is very fond of this cat. If it disappears for no reason, Yao Wei will not be reluctant, if you find the maiden on the head." Ming Yu showed a slave. Loyalty, extremely discouraged.

"I want you nonsense! Go get it!" Yao Suzhen angered and burned, the dark scorpion screamed at the top of the grief, until now, Yao Suzhen still does not know, where is she wrong, why not! Why is this so!

It’s hard to persuade the **** ghost. Since Yao Suzhen is looking for a dead end, he will offend his only power that can be relied upon. Mingyu naturally does not need to think about her. After all, his mission is to seize the handle of Yao Suzhen and then hand it over to Anshan. Although her purpose is not just to please Anshan.

When Mingyu walked to the palace gate, he was suddenly drunk by Yao Suzhen.

"No need! Take the knife!" Yao Suzhen's voice is horrible, and his face is stunned. From the eyes of the darkness like hell, there is a murderous murderous murderousness. The smoldering murderous squad will surround the center with the murderous singer, and Yao Suzhen will be like this at the moment. The devil of **** is daunting.

"Anniling?" Ming Yu Liu Mei is close, and I can't understand Yao Suzhen.

"The palace wants to scratch its belly and see what it is!" Yao Suzhen's slender fingers smudged on the fur of the squirrels, scarlet lips, and sneered. Mo is the reincarnation of that wife? White eyebrows long? All are liar! She wants to see for herself, this animal is filled with people, or cats!

"The Niangniang. In the end is a life." Ming Yu can not bear the murder of such a miserable, to comfort the opening.

"You smashed? This palace wants you to take the knife!" Yao Su squatted to see Mingyu, the light in his eyes is clearly a human beast.

When Mingyu shivered and handed the dagger, Yao Suzhen fiercely grabbed the sharp edge, and the sly face was distorted. At this moment, the sharp dagger arrived on the undulating belly, and Yao Suzhen’s cold scorpion was scattered green. The cold light, she seems to see Yao Mozhen lying in front of her, she can even imagine that Yao Mozhen is seduce her man in various charming positions.

"Yao Mozhen! You are going to die!" Yao Suzhen's hands clenched his knives and slammed it down.

The smooth light of the electric stone fire, a touch of blue figure flashed, the next second, the flounder has been innocently fell into the night.

"Li Wei, why do you have to make a cat?" Night Junqing can't imagine the woman in front of her, it is the gentle, good, beautiful and dignified Yao Suzhen. At least, Mo Xin once evaluated her like this.

"Su. Su Prince? How come you are here?" In the end, it was from the harem, and Yao Suzheng convinced his emotions, took a deep breath, looked at the night, and looked at the night. The knife will be handed to the hands of Mingyu.

"If the king is not here, Yao's cat will become the soul of Li Wei's knife. The king does not understand. Why does Li Wei hate this cat so much, but he wants to live it and open it?" Looking at Yao Suzhen, there are countless questions in my heart. Since Yao Suzhen does not know that Yao Mozhen has framed her, why is he so deeply hated by Yao Mozhen? Perhaps, he had previously angered Yao Mo's disregard of the brotherhood.

"Wang Ye is talking about it, this palace can't understand, this palace just wants to take a good look at the florist, what's wrong?" Yao Suzhen raised his eyebrows to look at the night Junqing, the hatred of the heart became more and more serious, I really don't understand, Yao Moxin, where is the best, let such a good man give up everything for her.

"When the king saw it clearly, did Li Wei still have to defend it?" The night of the Qing dynasty raised a trace of disgust, the inexplicable pain in the bottom of my heart, and I would like to treat such a vicious person as my own hands and feet, really worth it!

"Wang Ye is afraid of misunderstanding, this palace is really not malicious, as the prince saw. No one will believe. Almost forgot, since the prince is now living in Guanyin Palace, then trouble Wang Ye will send the slogan back "This palace is enough." Yao Suzhen sneered at the night to see the night, when the beauty of the flower is like a flower, this time has turned into a face, this moment, the night Junqing finally relieved, he began to believe, Yao Mozhen what to do , all right!

"The king said goodbye!" There is no intention to argue with Yao Suzhen, and Ye Junqing left the Huaqing Palace with a sullen slogan.

"Damn!" Looking at the figure of the night Jun Qing indifferent, Yao Suzhen's tight fists started with blue gluten, and the cold eyes of the eyes were as cold as ice cones.

After leaving Huaqing Palace, the night Junqing still feels afraid. If he is late, he will not know what kind of misery will be, and the kitten in his stomach will not survive.

On the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, the night Junqing was distressed with the smuggling, and there was a subtle change in the bottom of his heart. He loved the house and Wu. The reason why he was so distressed was that there was a reason, but he didn’t care about it at the moment.

"Chen Yu Fu Ning meets the prince." Qing Yue's voice is like the sound of the mountains and the yellow gongs, pleasing to the ears, around the beam for three days. The night Jun Qing heard the sound, and she was seeing a woman with gorgeous clothes standing in front of her, followed by a smart palace lady.

I saw the woman in front of me, the eyebrows are foggy, the eyelashes are as thin as silk, the appearance is slim, the gracefulness is graceful, the beauty of grace is not unassuming, and the cleanliness is less pure and a little more charming. There are not many headwear on the bun, but some treasures, especially the night pearl at the waist, are rare in the world.

庾 Fu Ning, the eldest daughter of the ritual Shangshu Zhaoqing, looks dignified and heart-like, and a pair of Danfeng eyes seem to have insight into all the power, always with a brilliant light. Moreover, because Zhaoqing has a wealth of money, the whole harem is in the middle of the palace, and Fu Ning is the richest one. The saying goes, the money can make the ghosts push, and the big things in this harem are not good enough. Her eyeliner is no less than Anshan.

"Yin Yin Niang Niang is polite, please start." In accordance with the rules of the palace, the harem of the palace, in addition to the empress, the rest of the sorrow of the surname Wang Ye are to give a gift, in addition to Yao Mozhen, the rest of the 妃嫔 is very polite, the night Jun Qing thought.

"Fu Ning only said that the hands of Wang Ye used to be a sword and a sword, but I don't know that the prince would love the cat like this." 庾 Fu Ning's quiet eyes squinted at the night, and the voice was calm and waveless.

"People will change. In fact, they are not used to it. It is not bad to tease cats." If this sentence is said by the population, Ye Junqing will think that this is extremely ironic. The tone of Fu Ning made him feel sorry and heartache. He knows that Fu Ning is kind.