Chapter 62: It's just not as good as me
"Okay, good brother, I'll go and give you Zhang Luo now, and you'll do it with me tomorrow!" The stinky beggar was also happy, patted Yeli's shoulder and walked away with a firm look, as if he was going to do something big.
Yeli didn't say anything, looking at the stinky beggar who left, although he was a little stinky and stupid, he was still very righteous, he didn't expect him to be so good to himself.
- Murong Mingyue
Murong Mingyue knows everything, whether it is Yeli or the queen mother, she will let them out of danger one day. Whether it is Murong Zhao or Mo Xuan, she will make them regret what they did one day, regret that they provoked her Murong Mingyue!
"Murong Mingyue, there are a lot of people who want to kill you, no wonder you always react so quickly, it turns out that you are worried that someone will kill you every day." Feng Ling'er sat on the window and shook her legs wrapped in delicate fabric, her little hands propped up her chin, and she looked at Murong Mingyue's figure sitting on the wooden bench and mocked.
"That's right, if the assassin accidentally hurts the princess, it's not good. The reason why the princess came to kill Mingyue today. If it's still Mo Xuan, the princess will please go back! Murong Mingyue looked at the fight outside and shook her head, at most, they would die together, and it was rare to be able to fight one against two, it seemed that the person who killed her this time also made a bloody investment.
"If it weren't for you being charming to Mo Xuan, how could he not want this princess, this princess is the most favored princess in Fengling Country, he wants soldiers and horses, this princess can give him soldiers and horses, and he wants money from this princess, and you don't have to have less money! Where is this princess worse than you! Feng Ling'er jumped out of the window, picked up the scabbard behind her and was about to draw her sword.
"Princess, how do you not know Mo Xuan's situation in the Ink Dye Country, everyone wants to overthrow him, what he wants most is not soldiers and horses, not money, he also has these." Murong Mingyue leaned against the windowsill, "What he wants is silver to give birth to silver, what he wants is a person who can play with his harem, what he wants is someone who can train soldiers and horses, and what he wants is someone who can recover the country!" ”
"What do you mean!" Feng Ling'er was a little annoyed, was this saying that she had no brains?
"Princess, dare to ask if there is a woman who has been working hard outside for more than ten years and a woman who only grew up in a greenhouse, which one do you choose, princess?"
"I ......"
"Princess, if Mo Xuan were a good man, Mingyue would also want to marry and would not want to leave him, but he is not!"
"No matter, this princess is not allowed to speak ill of Brother Xuan!" As he spoke, the sword stabbed towards Murong Mingyue, which seemed to be powerful but was not a killing move.
Murong Mingyue only hid, so that Feng Ling'er couldn't touch her, so that she could see the gap between them.
"Murong Mingyue, his Japanese princess must be stronger than you." Feng Ling'er's eyes were filled with tears, although this way was direct, but it made her clearly understand what she was capable of, she always thought that she had to work so hard than those men anyway, why didn't she marry the one she liked by virtue of her status as a princess? It turned out that she was too naïve all along.
"I look forward to that day, but princess, if Mo Xuan came to kill me, no matter what, I won't let you leave unscathed." Sometimes, there is no motivation without pressure, and she has to pay for being proud of her identity, and not everyone will let her go.
Feng Ling'er jumped out of the window and left with tears in her eyes, and after many years, she realized that an outsider was better to her than her relatives, of course, this is a later story.