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"What do we do next?"

Mo Li looked down at Ning Qianqian, her deep pupils reflecting her little face.

"Don't worry, I've got it. ”

Suddenly, Ning Qianqian seemed to feel something, her body suddenly stiffened, and there was confusion in her eyes when she looked at Mo Li.

Seeing this, Mo Li approached her and spoke in a low voice.

"Trust me. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ning Qianqian nodded at him.

Bei Yifeng looked at the two people in front of him who had been flirting with his eyebrows and hanging him aside, and his face became more and more gloomy.

"Even if you want to show your affection, shouldn't you two be careful about the occasion? This is my palace, not your own mansion. ”

Rubbing Ning Qianqian's little head, Mo Li let go of the big hand that was across her waist and took a step forward to get closer to Beiyi Peak.

"Ben Hou himself is here, shouldn't the emperor let Ben Hou see the one inside? Ben Hou is very curious, how much he looks like Ben Hou. ”

Hearing this, a different color flashed on Bei Yifeng's face, and he glanced at "Li'er" who had not moved on the bed, and then smiled at Mo Li.

"What's so nice about him? You also said that you yourself are already here, and the stand-in has no value for his existence,"

As soon as his words came out, Ning Qianqian felt unworthy for the one on the bed.

If the Beiyi Emperor's plan succeeded this time, and Mo Guo was captured by him, and he got Mo Li, she felt that he would not hesitate to abandon the person inside.

She felt it, as soon as he said this, there was some faint movement on the bed, and through the veil, Ning Qianqian could feel the sadness that permeated the body inside.

It seems that this Beiyi Emperor is not a good person, his heart is not much better, no matter what, the person in the bed seems to have feelings for him, but he can decide his life and death with a word.

"What if Ben Hou insists on seeing it?"

Mo Li looked at Beiyi Peak coldly, and his tone was also cold.

Seeing this, the corners of Bei Yifeng's mouth hooked up a hint of pleasure, as if he recalled something good.

"Yes, that's it, my favorite expression, it's yours, it's just that if you didn't have these eye-catching makeup on your face, don't you remember, when I first saw you, you were like that, you were too young and ......"

His gaze didn't stay on Bei Yifeng's body for even a second, and Mo Li's tone was cold and interrupted his words.

"Benhou doesn't remember you. ”

As he spoke, with a wave of Mo Li's sleeves, the veils on the bed were raised, and the faces of the people on the bed were exposed to the air.

Ning Qianqian took this opportunity to quickly look at the face of the person on the bed.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Ning Qianqian was stunned.

His appearance is indeed a little similar to Mo Li, but it is not as similar as she imagined, his body has a more feminine femininity that only women have, and Mo Li does not have this feeling, although Mo Li looks very demonic, but he still gives people a very heroic feeling, a kind of restrained domineering.

It's just that when Mo Li saw that person's face, the expression on his face immediately became gloomy and terrifying, but Ning Qianqian was behind him at this time, and he couldn't see his expression, but even behind him, Ning Qianqian could feel the coldness emanating from him.

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