(xix)

Qianmeng's words were quite brainy, and she almost said that Yun Guifei and Mo Li joined forces to deliberately frame her. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Your Majesty, speaking of the concubine Niangniang, Changhua wants to ask the imperial concubine if she can imprison the concubine at will?"

"Or is this imperial concubine already covering the sky with one hand?"

"Changhua, as a sinner, was escorted back to Beijing and did not face the saint first, but was taken by the imperial concubine."

"It can be seen that the imperial concubine has a lot of ambitions."

Mo Li slammed on the ground, wanting to create a tragic atmosphere, but was startled by the little monk's hand that suddenly put it underneath.

It's cool, it's soft, and it's very sober when your forehead hits it.

"Your Majesty, the concubine was wronged."

"Prince and Princess Ming, this palace and you don't know each other, there is no injustice and no hatred, why do you want to put this palace in such a situation."

Qianmeng's pear blossoms bring rain, and her crying is very beautiful.

Mo Li sighed, she was extremely envious of the ability to cry into a painting and a scene.

"Don't you know each other? You and your sister-in-law are quite similar in appearance, so Changhua is a little more cordial in his heart. ”

"But I don't want to, Changhua is so amorous."

Mo Li can't cry into a flower, but it can become a flower.

"By the way, Imperial Concubine, your makeup is on, don't you need to make it up?"

Mo Li knew how much of Qianmeng's face that charmed all beings was processed.

This sentence must go straight to Qianmeng's little heart.

Sure enough, as soon as she heard this, Qianmeng choked, subconsciously glazing her eyes, and found that there was no stain and knew that she had been deceived.

And Qianmeng's subconscious actions were seen by the ministers.

"Imperial Concubine Niangniang, Changhua has a lot of mouths, and wearing too much makeup is not very good for the skin."

Mo Li turned into a little expert in mending knives and began to spare no effort to insert knives into Qianmeng's body.

"Makeup can hide your real looks, but you should also think about your health."

In fact, Mo Li herself is not very opposed to makeup, after all, it is a personal pursuit.

The right occasion, the right makeup is a basic respect for a person.

However, if she can fight Qianmeng, she doesn't feel that she will be merciful.

In so many mission worlds, Mo Li knows that being merciful to the enemy is cruel to himself, and for a creature like the protagonist, the slightest negligence will blow and regenerate.

Mo Li really wanted to conjure up a basin of water and pour it on Qianmeng's face at this moment, so that the emperor could see what the beautiful woman in his heart looked like.

Mo Li didn't see much of a young man breaking up after seeing his girlfriend without makeup or removing makeup.

Although it is not true love, it is impossible for the emperor and Qianmeng to be true love.

Mo Li's nonsense about the sky and Haiti is a bit far-fetched.

When it comes to makeup, Qianmeng is a little weak.

She naturally knows her appearance best, if Qianxiao inherits all the advantages of both parents, then she has gathered all the failures on herself.

"Qianyao, you don't have to deliberately divert the topic."

Qianmeng glared at Moli hatefully, and then began to implore the emperor to make decisions for her.

It's just that this time Qianmeng didn't dare to shed a single tear, obviously remembering what Mo Li had just said in his heart.

"Your Majesty, the concubines have been wronged."

Mo Li was about to say something, but was startled by the sudden appearance of a small monk.

"You're lying."

This time, the little monk is no longer wearing a monk's robe, but a new set of white brocade robes made by Mo Li.

The delicate auspicious cloud pattern, surrounded by clouds and mist, makes him look more like an immortal who does not eat fireworks in the world but is compassionate.

These short, cold four words made only the sound of breathing in the hall.

"Who are you?"

The emperor was slightly panicked, this mysterious method made people frightened.

"Those who are loose cultivators are not enough to worry about." The little monk said lightly, his fingertips tapped, and a scoop of water fell on Qianmeng's face.

After the little monk made such a fuss, Qianmeng's delicate makeup became a mess.

A lump of black, a lump of red, the whole face is literally a palette.

And the emperor is also like constipation, with an awkward face.

Qianmeng pounced on the little monk like crazy, but was blocked by the little monk's fluttering barrier.

"Your Majesty, I can prove that this imperial concubine of yours is lying."

The little monk helped Mo Li up, he didn't like to see her like this.

"Your Majesty, don't listen to this demon's gossip to confuse the public." Qianmeng is a little crazy, but still pretentious.

If it was matched with that charming face in the past, it would really be a bit beautiful.

Only now, it's all an acrobatic clown.

People are sensory animals, let alone the emperor who has read all the three thousand beauties of the harem.

The emperor turned his head in disgust, and he was inexplicably a little stunned by the man who appeared mysteriously.

Therefore, he made a decision immediately, and the emperor decided not to mention the matter again, otherwise he must be the one who will lose face.

It's just that Qianmeng didn't understand the emperor's hard work, and under the clamour, she watched several palace maids of Yun Guifei being taken to the imperial study.

For these palace maids, Qianmeng is very trusting, after all, she is the one she trained herself.

But the reality quickly slapped her twice, and she didn't even need the emperor to ask, those palace maids confessed one by one, and even told her about Qianmeng's fornication with others.

The dignified king of a country was cuckolded by the favored imperial concubine, which is simply an intolerable thing.

Not to mention, there are so many ministers in the room.

The emperor was furious, and Mo Li was surprised and cooperative.

Every time I do things with men and women, it's like a knife cutting my body, and I can still fornicate with others, which is to find guilt for myself.

Or is it the joy of doing that that allows Qianmeng to ignore the pain?

Well, she's never been a man or woman, and she really can't imagine what it's like.

In fact, what Mo Li didn't know was that the person who had an affair with her was one of the gangsters in Qianzheng Hall that day, or whether she specially rescued her.

And the reason, of course, is that she has discovered an abnormality in her body.

"Drag it down, go to the cold palace." The emperor was furious, and his eyes were eager to cut everyone present with a thousand knives to cover up this secret.

Mo Li pursed her lips disdainfully, what is there to be angry about.

I saw such a vigorous scene last time, and what else to do this time.

But even so, it is impossible for the emperor to return Qianmeng to Prince Ming, not that he is reluctant to say anything, but once he returns it, he will personally prove that he is afraid that he will rob his brother and daughter-in-law.

"I don't want to hear a little wind about today's events." The emperor glanced around and said majestically.

It's just that what happened just now, coupled with the mediocrity during this time, made his power as the emperor greatly reduced.

Although everyone was in harmony with each other, they were a little disdainful in their hearts.

For such an emperor, they are really speechless.