Yuan Xiaoxi was tired of being in front of Mo Qingye and was reluctant to leave, pulling her, just eager to kick her in her pocket and take her out of the palace.

Her nervous appearance made Mo Qingye amused.

The two girls were about to talk, but Fuyu was standing aside with a smile and was a little uninteresting. Yuan Xiaoxi glared at Fuyu angrily, "Hmm, you go out first, I have found a good sister." "You're useless with a face, you can walk away with a sense of immediacy.

Fuyu couldn't cry or laugh, she had been messing with Mo Qingye's dead girl for a long time, and she had become a villain who crossed the river and demolished the bridge.

glanced at Yuan Xiaoxi sadly, but saw that the man's eyes were shining and looking at Mo Qingye in front of him, and he didn't even look at him. I wanted to send some news to Mo Qingye, but I happened to take advantage of this little guy's cover to come in, but this guy forgot about his future father-in-law when he had sisters.

After Fuyu withdrew, Yuan Xiaoxi worriedly took Mo Qingye's soft and tender hand and said, "You must not sleep." In case the waiter sleeps in a goof. Yuan Xiaoxi's face was slightly red, she didn't understand, but yesterday Fuyu sucked too much mixed Long Yanxiang from the emperor, and she had a seizure when she went back. hugged her and gnawed, if it weren't for Fuyu biting herself into a mouth full of blood at a critical moment, it is estimated that she might not be able to wake up.

It was then that Yuan Xiaoxi knew that Mo Qingye would not be able to pass the last hurdle. The emperor is most fond of young women who have not been ordained, and if they find out, they are afraid that they will surely die.

Mo Qingye smiled and said, "Why can't you go to bed?" How do you know, hey, why is your face red? Mo Qingye pretended to be suspicious, and embarrassed Yuan Xiaoxi's face flushed.

Yuan Xiaoxi pushed her angrily, "If you make trouble again, I will ignore you, and I will send Brother Fuyu in early in the morning." "Between the eye waves, it is beautiful and moving.

The two met frankly yesterday, Yuan Xiaoxi had seen him once before, and he also had some good feelings in his heart. Although they haven't reached the last step, the relationship between the two is indeed much closer. Even the princess in the palace wanted her to go over to make rules today, but she was pushed by Fuyu. took her directly into the palace.

"Good, good. I don't make a fuss. Mo Qingye finally gave up, and Yuan Xiaoxi continued with a red face.

"Yesterday, after returning from the palace, the sixth prince was poisoned, and the only place he stayed in was the holy palace. People with such firm minds as the six princes can almost not hold it, and the saint is only afraid that it will be even more powerful yesterday. Early this morning, when I entered the palace, I also heard some of them. Yuan Xiaoxi's face changed, and then he sighed. The hand holding Mo Qingye was cold.

If it weren't for Fuyu, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to escape this fate.

"Yesterday, the saint summoned three little girls to sleep, and they were in the palace of Concubine Yao. 5 people sleep together. Yuan Xiaoxi was speechless, and there was a bit of resentment and pity in his eyes. I heard that early this morning, the youngest one hit a pillar, and his whole body was bruised and covered in filth. The lower body, the lower body is all rotten. Yuan Xiaoxi shuddered, and when the body was carried out of the palace, she glanced at it from a distance, and was covered by the six princes, but it could no longer linger.

Yuan Xiaoxi almost cried, although she was determined, but the cruel scene frightened her. That face was still full of childishness, but it was frozen in horror for eternity.

Mo Qingye pursed her lips, her face was very ugly.

That Fusang fetish is aimed at the women who are not yet in the middle of the line, even if they make their own choices, but they are always cruel.

"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine soon. Soon it will be fine. Mo Qingye gently hugged her and comforted this little girl.

Mo Qingye is a human being in two lives, but Yuan Xiaoxi is really just a twelve-year-old girl.

What's more, children without fathers always have a little less sense of security in their hearts. I don't dare to look at how strong and powerful I am on weekdays, but in fact, my heart is extremely soft.

Mo Qingye thought, Fuyu, filled in the blank of the hesitation and fear in her heart.

Mo Qingye knew about Fuyu's plan, if nothing else, Fuyu would always be able to sit in the world one day when he ascended to the heights. I don't know if it's good or bad for this girl. That's it, she is there, and it will never make people despise and wronged her.

When Yuan Xiaoxi came out of the house with red eyes, the sixth prince was standing in front of a little palace maid, his face was ugly. I only heard one sentence from afar, "Xiaoxi is a gift from the saint, and it is Fuyu's wife, and I have no intention of sending it to the palace again." Thank you Concubine Yao, Xiaoxi is blessed, and I can't stand it. ”

Yuan Xiaoxi's face turned a little pale when he heard this.

The palace maid glanced back at her, and the sixth prince hurriedly stepped forward to help Yuan Xiaoxi and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Yuan Xiaoxi's ears were red and her eyes were watery, and Fuyu's heart seemed to be touched by something. There was a faint doting in his eyes unconsciously. This girl, even if he has a certain purpose in approaching her, is really interested in it now.

The palace maid glanced at her with a stinging look in her eyes, and saw that she was indeed a little similar to her own girl, but when she saw the sixth prince's intention to maintain it, she could only snort and leave.

Yesterday, Concubine Yao also injured her body, if she didn't leave a few easy-to-handle girls in the palace, I was afraid that someone would compete with Niangniang for favor soon. Many of the new little masters yesterday are still virgins.

It's a pity, the dead girl yesterday was looking for death.

Yuan Xiaoxi tightly held Fuyu's hand and said goodbye to Mo Qingye, Mo Qingye got the things given by Fuyu, and saw that he was always looking at Yuan Xiaoxi next to him with restlessness, so he sent them out and tortured the single dog to death.

With a wave of Mo Qingye's hand, the doors and windows automatically closed. I opened it and looked at it, my expression was dark, and I didn't know what I was thinking when I squinted my eyes. It's just that there is some faint excitement in his eyes, and the excitement every time he fights.

Yuan Xiaoxi followed Fuyu out of the palace gate, and actually met Yuan Shun'an again at the palace gate.

Yuan Xiaoxi lowered her head, Yuan Yazhi was Lord Yuan's daughter, and she had also seen the alienation in Lord Yuan's eyes yesterday, only when she saw her daughter, her eyes were softer, Yuan Xiaoxi became more and more uncomfortable, and she always felt aggrieved in her heart. At this time, he directly lowered his head, intending to staggered his shoulders.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Shunan actually stopped them.

The sixth prince glanced at the little girl pretending to be an ostrich without a trace, "If Lord Yuan is to let this king send away the wife given by the imperial brother, Lord Yuan should please go back." Fuyu's tone was a little unkind.

The girl's hand stiffened. I don't know if it's for Lord Yuan or the Sixth Prince.

Yuan Shun'an's face froze, and when he saw that he was very invisible, the idle prince in his eyes dared to refute him, and he was a little unhappy at the moment. frowned, "The sixth prince thinks about it carefully, it's just a woman, and you can give it to the prince as many old men as you want, but it's just a lowly thing, where can you be called the prince's wife." The tone was full of certainty.

The sixth prince chuckled, lowly, she is unspeakably expensive. In that person's eyes, it is not certain who is low. Besides, even without that person, Fuyu is a little reluctant to let go.

This girl really made him a little interested. I just don't know if this Lord Yuan will regret knowing her identity. The sixth prince smiled a little meaningfully. (To be continued.) )