"Sister Su had better talk about it, the affairs of the court are not something that you, a boudoir woman, can meddle in. ”

Jing Mochen held the wine cup in his hand, took a sip, and smiled coldly.

How could he believe that this girl knew what she was going to investigate.

"His Royal Highness King Chen, don't look at women, this is not good. ”

Su Yao tasted a candied fruit and thought it was delicious, filled another one, shook her head and smiled, and spoke again:

"When you were pacifying Beiyan, your left striker Su Bei was hit by fifty-five or twenty-five arrows all over his body, and he died a miserable death. You're looking into this. ”

The wine in Jing Mochen's hand spilled out, splashing on his hands and clothes, and he didn't care.

The beautiful eyes are like the cold winter of Sanjiu, gathering a terrifying coldness:

"How the hell do you know?"

No one knows about this matter except him, no, just now he gave it to Ruyan.

Externally, Subei was martyred, and he only recently learned that Subei's death was strange.

"I don't just know about it. ”

When Su Yao saw the wine spilled by Jing Mochen, she knew that she had guessed correctly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

And then casually:

"I also know that His Royal Highness King Chen's favorite thing to eat is osmanthus cake, like to wear black clothes, get up every time to practice kung fu, and every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I must go to Beishan to worship ......"

Jing Mochen didn't take it seriously, what he liked and what he worn, as long as he had a heart, he could find out, but he went to Beishan during the Mid-Autumn Festival......

He stood up, jumped in front of Su Yao, and shook her slender neck with just a slight shake

Su Yao was eating, who expected that this neurotic King Chen would choke her neck, and her breathing began to become disordered and rapid...... His face turned red instantly.

Her eyelids kept rolling upward, the whites of her eyes showed a little, and her eyes were also physiologically bursting with tears, she looked at the man who was pinching her, and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty:

"There's a ....... You killed me!"

Kill just right. Li Shiming, Li Shiming, Li Shiming

Over and over again.

Anyway, it's not the first time she's died at the hands of this villain.

She closed her eyes in resignation and tilted her head.

The white hosta she was wearing was loose, and her hair was scattered.

The satin-like black hair passed through Jing Mochen's fingers, and he looked at this flushed face condescendingly, and his hand somehow let go.

As soon as she breathed in the fresh air, Su Yao coughed a few times and patted her chest.

"Sister Su is really beyond the imagination of this king. ”

Jing Mochen no longer looked at Su Yao, who was dressed as a man, but picked up another wine cup and asked bluntly:

If you don't give this king a satisfactory answer today, this king promises that not only will you not see the bright sun, but Wen Ninghou will not appear in the capital again in the future. You know so much about this king, and you should know what kind of person this king is. ”

Of course I know, you're just a scheming villain with a yin owl by nature, a heavy soldier, and a deep heart.

When she played the game for the first time, Jing Mochen and Jing Moling were familiar with each other's personal information.

She thought so in her heart, but with a smile on her face:

"Your Royal Highness King Chen, don't scare me, Li Shiming, Li Shiming, Liu Wei'er. I'm in charge. ”

Jing Mochen stared at Su Yao coldly.

Su Yao poured herself a glass and drank it in one gulp, only then did she feel that her neck was right.

Bowing his head, lowering his eyes, the green and white jade-like index finger casually gestured a few times in the air, and whispered a few lyrics:

"I don't want to dye right and wrong, what is expected, it backfires with wishes, the flowers in my heart wither, and I can't go back. ”

Then, he raised his head, his fingers were in front of his chest, and he put on a posture of an orchid finger, and looked at Jing Mochen with a cold and gloomy face seriously:

"His Royal Highness King Chen, I have calculated it. Is there a guy next to His Royal Highness King Chen? That guy is the grandson of His Royal Highness's grandmother, and His Highness trusts him very much......"

Halfway through the words, Su Yao couldn't speak. She knew enough was enough.

Jing Mochen's breath stagnated, his eyes were dark, like a mouthful of ancient pools, with coldness, and his thin lips were slightly open.

Liu Weier, Li Shiming, Li Shiming

"If you don't believe in immortals, you can go and check. The immortal moved his mana and was unwell today. Wait for His Royal Highness King Chen to verify the immortal's words, let's talk about it again. This is the sincerity that the immortal gave to His Highness. ”

Su Yao coughed twice in a pretentious manner, and leaned on the chair weakly.

Jing Mochen looked at the acting woman with heavy eyes, stood up, approached Su Yao, lifted her eyelids indifferently, and squeezed out a sentence:

"Okay, fairy, see you in the future. ”

"Good. ”

Fairy Su Yao, who had just taken office, sneered and said casually.

Jing Mochen frowned, although his words were short, they were very concise.

"My daddy's, my daddy's. Su Yao stood up, explained, turned around and opened the door and ran.

Jing Mochen stood with his hands in his hands, standing there, looking at the figure in the distance, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Flying Stone came in quietly:

"Lord Wang, do you want to go down and check on that person just now?"

"No, ask the people from the Dark Pavilion to take Langmo to interrogate. ”

Jing Mochen clenched his palms, pursed his thin lips, and spit out a sentence.

"Huh?"

Bowing his head, lowering his eyes, the green and white jade-like index finger casually gestured a few times in the air, and whispered a few lyrics:

"I don't want to dye right and wrong, what is expected, it backfires with wishes, the flowers in my heart wither, and I can't go back. ”

Then, he raised his head, his fingers were in front of his chest, and he put on a posture of an orchid finger, and looked at Jing Mochen with a cold and gloomy face seriously:

"His Royal Highness King Chen, I have calculated it. Is there a guy next to His Royal Highness King Chen? That guy is the grandson of His Royal Highness's grandmother, and His Highness trusts him very much......"

Halfway through the words, Su Yao couldn't speak. She knew enough was enough.

Jing Mochen's breath stagnated, his eyes were dark, like a mouthful of ancient pools, with coldness, and his thin lips were slightly open.

"If you don't believe in immortals, you can go and check. The immortal moved his mana and was unwell today. Wait for His Royal Highness King Chen to verify the immortal's words, let's talk about it again. This is the sincerity that the immortal gave to His Highness. ”

Su Yao coughed twice in a pretentious manner, and leaned on the chair weakly.

Jing Mochen looked at the acting woman with heavy eyes, stood up, approached Su Yao, lifted her eyelids indifferently, and squeezed out a sentence:

"Okay, fairy, see you in the future. ”

"Good. ”

Fairy Su Yao, who had just taken office, sneered and said casually.

Jing Mochen frowned, although his words were short, they were very concise.

"My daddy's, my daddy's. Su Yao stood up, explained, turned around and opened the door and ran.

Jing Mochen stood with his hands in his hands, standing there, looking at the figure in the distance, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Flying Stone came in quietly:

"Lord Wang, do you want to go down and check on that person just now?"

"No, ask the people from the Dark Pavilion to take Langmo to interrogate. ”

Jing Mochen clenched his palms, pursed his thin lips, and spit out a sentence.

"Huh?"