Mo Qingye was standing at the edge of the path in the forest, and he didn't seem to expect Fusang to be so bold. Before he could react, he pinched Fusang's big hand.

As soon as he was about to pinch his hand hard, he instantly remembered his task.

Gritting his teeth, he waved away Fusang's hand, which had not yet come back to his senses. Fuso only felt a pain in the back of his hand.

Mo Qingye twisted his eyebrows, his eyebrows were a little cold. "Please respect yourself." The pink little finger bones are a little whitish. His slightly drooping eyes were full of murderous intent.

The corners of Fusang's lips were slightly hooked, thinking that this was a little beauty. Thinking of the tender little hands in Fang Cai's hands, his heart was half crisp. Ignoring the cyan color that came out of the back of his hand.

didn't feel Mo Qingye's implied killing intent at all, and even took a step forward, standing in front of her quite aggressively, gently leaning down in front of Mo Qingye's ears, blowing lightly, and then remembering a low laugh. "Little girl, wait, you still have to respect yourself now, and you will definitely be unable to stop in the future."

Mo Qingye's ears were slightly red, and his expression quieted down. It seems that there is some incomprehension, but it can't resist the honesty of the body.

Fuso was very satisfied. With such clean children, he likes them crying and screaming on the bed, and he can't control the instincts of his body.

The desire in Fusang's eyes was stronger than once, but he didn't know that he was on the verge of death.

"Let's go. Tomorrow I will have someone bring you a full set of gold ornaments. As soon as the emperor said this, he waved his hand, still savoring the feeling.

He seemed to smell the fragrance of the virgin between his nose, but unlike others, he had a faint milky fragrance. Let the emperor have a few different kinds of interest.

Mo Qingye lowered his head and didn't speak, and the emperor didn't care.

There are a lot of new beauties in the harem today, so let's leave the best behind. If it weren't for the sixth child who had been staying in his palace, he would have gone back a long time ago.

The corners of Fusang's mouth hooked, with a bit of evil charm. Thinking that there were still several little girls in this Siyao Palace who had not yet been canonized, I thought that I would let Zhi'er serve with those two people today.

The childish who doesn't know anything about personnel is the most exciting.

Mo Qingye didn't know whether he felt his sudden **** or something, and moved directly to the side.

I feel sick to the heart. It's one thing to know, it's another to see it with your own eyes.

The emperor left leisurely, and the aura around Mo Qingye instantly became gloomy. In the deep courtyard, there seems to be a gust of wind blowing.

Mo Qingye had no expression on her face, she only emptied her brain to mobilize the aura to spread throughout the palace, obviously there were three steps, one sentry, five steps and one post in the palace, but she directly drilled the only dead end.

That figure is like a ghost everywhere in this deep court. Even a vague afterimage can be seen. It just makes people feel like they're dazzled.

"Is the palace haunted again, you want to find it, then look for the brute who has plagued your daughter. Hahahaha, this palace is the queen. Queen...... "There was a woman sitting at the gate of the cold palace with a pale face, but her eyes looked leisurely at the door. He was still muttering something in his mouth, but he didn't know what he was saying. Behind him was a group of concubines who were shouting and screaming, and had long been losers in this palace.

She is the princess of Fuso. Later, after Fusang ascended the throne, it stands to reason that she was the queen of the Eight Classics. Unexpectedly, Fusang stayed in the palace of the former queen all night, and later, she finally survived the first queen. She thought that she could finally be a supreme minister and ascend to the throne of the queen. outcome

There was a touch of confusion and trance in the woman's eyes, "The north is going to die, the north is going to die, hahahaha, uncle and niece ****, haha." Mother and daughter serve one husband. Scandal in the North, Death in the North. Haha, even if you are the first queen of the northern kingdom, you can't escape such a fate. I just don't know if you can rest in peace under the imperial spring" The woman's face was full of tears, laughing rampantly, laughing crazy.

As he spoke, he began to go crazy and began to cry. Turning his head, he pulled the women who were wearing big red flowers on their heads and weeds in the courtyard over, "Come and bow down to this palace, this palace is the queen, it is the queen!" ”

"Haha, she said she was the queen, how could the queen be so ugly! Obviously I am. The middle-aged woman in a big red robe smiled.

A woman next to her made a fuss again, "You all step down from the palace, the palace is the queen mother." It's your mother. A group of people suddenly made a mess for the back position.

The secret guard of the cold palace only listened to it, and didn't care at all. I didn't even care about the haunted words. This group of crazy people is making such a fuss every day.

Almost every time a newcomer enters the palace, someone enters the cold palace to make room for the palace. After a long time, they are all numb.

Mo Qingye only heard these words from afar, and his heart became more and more depressed.

When he arrived in front of the Jinluan Palace, the aura in the Jinluan Hall became weaker and weaker. Mo Qingye's heart gradually rose a little solemn.

The Jinluan Hall was brightly lit, and the guards seemed to be tighter. Presumably, Fusang couldn't find Su Jinyan for a long time, and he was also a little anxious.

Mo Qingye frowned, looked up at the sky, pinched the trick lightly with his right hand, and waved his index finger towards the sky. The black and oppressive clouds became closer and closer.

The temple, which was still bright, suddenly looked a little more gloomy.

The guards were stunned, "It's changing really fast this day." Someone muttered, and moved faintly towards the eaves. At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the branches hit the eaves, and they all seemed to sound a sound different from usual.

Mo Qingye's eyes saw no less than three secret guards running towards those moving places.

After calculating the number of people in various directions, he immediately waved his hand, and a heavy strong wind struck towards the side door of the Jinluan Palace. "Bang dang." With a bang, the side door was blown open, and then instantly slammed against the wall and bounced back.

The guards were startled, and then hurriedly stepped forward to pull up the door and close it. Before they touched the door frame, their eyes flashed, and they felt another strong wind blowing, and they hurriedly stepped forward and held on tightly. I didn't notice that the strong wind seemed to be different from before. It actually has a bit of black and oppressive afterimage.

When the door was closed, Mo Qingye had already entered the Jinluan Hall as he wished.

Su Jinyan's breath became heavier.

Mo Qingye suppressed the joy in his heart, but he had some regrets. I touched my abdomen, and I don't know if the two buns are okay. The family of four also does not know when they will be reunited. For this thought, Mo Qingye silently drew a little more on Fusang's crimes.

There is a hint of gloomy and cold aura in the Jinluan Palace, and the bright yellow hall looks a little gloomy. I don't know if it's because there have been too many people hanging themselves in this court in recent years.

Mo Qingye closed his eyes, the Jinluan Hall was heavily guarded, and courtiers entered every day, and Su Jinyan would not be in a conspicuous place.

Outside, the raindrops were falling loudly, thundering and lightning, but no one paid attention to the sudden strangeness in this Jinluan Palace. (To be continued.) )