The dark figure dangled out, its throat locked by a large hand.

Ji Mo Yu took his hand and slowly paced in front of her: "Didn't your brother teach you to be humble to the elderly??? I tell you, Nan Xiaoye, you have to marry if you don't marry!! ”

“……”

was pinched by the throat, and Wan Qiyun was speechless.

The dark guard who was about to pinch her coldly, and his heart moved, and the shuriken in his sleeve flew out, cutting off the waist of the dark guard's pants.

The reaction of the dark guard really reflects the true meaning of "the wind and rain do not move like a mountain".

With a cold black face, he pinched her hand and held it in place as if it was frozen.

Wan Qiyun held back a smile, but he couldn't laugh when he was pinched, and his face turned red.

She clearly felt a loosening of her neck just now, and the dark guard's face darkened a little.

"Stand down!!"

The light of his eyes shifted from the dropped pants to the shuriken spinning in the air, and Mo Yu's eyes overflowed with a different kind of streamer.

Xuanteng shuriken, only Yue'er knows how to use it in the world, and this woman actually can.

"Yes, Your Majesty !!"

Awkwardly taking a few steps back, the guard lifted his pants and vanished at the speed of light.

"You should have something to say to me???"

Hearing this, Wan Qiyun chuckled silently, pointed with his hand, and flew to the peach tree with a shuriken to pull a blooming peach blossom, twisted the flower, and put it on the sideburns.

"You remember about Yue'er???"

He remembered that Mo Liyue liked flowers, especially peach blossoms.

Whenever the Peach Blossom Festival arrives, he will take her to Taocheng to see the peach blossoms.

And she will use her shuriken to pick the one that blooms most at the top of the peach tree.

"The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. The most ruthless peach city tree, still red ten mile embankment. ”

After pondering for a while, Wan Qiyun spoke.

Hearing this, Mo Yu's complexion changed, and he raised his eyes to look at the ten miles of peach blossoms.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year???

Vaguely yesterday, before the flower and under the moon, the case was raised with eyebrows.

The bits and pieces of him and her are still vivid, the peach blossoms are still in full bloom, but the "she" has disappeared from life and can no longer be found.

"The emperor believes that ghosts and gods ???"

Seeing his expression, Wan Qiyun spoke slowly.

Deception is what she can do for Jimo Yanji, Jimo Yanchen is too bitter step by step, she doesn't want the grievances of the previous generation to make his brows lock deeply.

Although she was unwilling to deceive the infatuated emperor, only in this way could the two of them be freed.

"It's all about what you have to say???"

Ji Moyu was excited.

He could finally find the woman with his heart and keep her by his side for the rest of his life.

"Presumably, the emperor has sent someone to find out how Yun'er appeared out of thin air twelve years after disappearing, but no matter how you inquire, you can't find it, right???"

Taking a deep breath, Wan Qiyun began to elaborate on the story she made up in her heart: "There are nine heavens in this day, and the immortals from all walks of life are distributed in different heavens according to various rules and regulations......

"I've heard all these things, and I'm going to talk about the key !!"

Ji Moyu anxiously interrupted her upcoming tirade.

Wan Qiyun was stunned for a moment, her knowledge had been stacked after reading countless Xianxia novels, and it was not easy to brew it.

I had just finished the first two sentences when I was interrupted, and it seemed that I had to re-draft in my head.

"The immortal pregnancy time lasts for three years!!"

Wan Qiyun finally condensed all the long words into one sentence, and as a result, Mo Yu initiated: "What do you mean??? ”

"My sudden appearance, Lord Jun Wang couldn't abort with an abortion pill, Concubine Yue disappeared after falling into the water, so many doubts gathered, hasn't the emperor guessed anything???"

"How to make me believe everything you say, I can think that you are making up nonsense for self-preservation!!"

As soon as Wan Qiyun finished speaking, most of them were shot down by Ji Moyu's heart.

Wan Qiyun's heart is bitter, can you not be so shrewd, Emperor??? How can this keep her lies in the back of her mind???

"How??? No evidence can be produced??? ”

Seeing that her expression was abnormal for a moment, Mo Yu's face was raised, and the temperature around her dropped to below zero in an instant.

Fortunately, Wan Qiyun has a strong ability to resist frost, took a few deep breaths, and continued her lying journey:

"Yun'er is the best proof of this.

I can control this Xuantou shuriken that no one else can control, and it suddenly disappeared and appeared out of thin air, knowing the preferences of Concubine Yue.

This all shows that I have had a long time of contact with Concubine Yue, and Concubine Yue's Niangniang disappeared fifteen years ago, when Yun'er was only two years old, how could I communicate with you??? ”

"Yue'er is a fairy ???"

Ji Moyu's breathing was already a little disordered.

I was looking forward to it, but I was scared.

"Yes, with everything that happened before, the emperor should be able to determine !!"

"Then she, why don't you say ????"

"The love of immortals is against the rules of heaven, and besides, Concubine Yue is afraid that you will not be able to accept it."

Wan Qiyun sighed lightly: "Yun'er has never said this, that is, Concubine Yue Niangniang doesn't want you to blame yourself in your heart." But now, you and Lord Jun are full of contradictions, and if you continue to hide it, it will be unfavorable to you and Lord Junwang!! ”

Hearing this, Ji Moyu closed his eyes and sighed, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Wan Qiyun closed her eyes, this was the biggest lie she had ever said, because Jimo Yanji was actually not Jimoyu's son at all.

Mo Liyue was amnesiac and was arranged to have a beautiful encounter with the emperor's idol drama, and then was brought into the palace.

Everything that follows is manipulated behind the scenes by the deceased Eighth Prince, and Jimo Yanji is the son of the Eighth Prince.

If it weren't for her dream that Jimo Yanji's life experience was exposed by Nan Xiaoche, there was a mutiny in Moyuan Country, and the people were displaced, she wouldn't have said all this.

"If you don't like to lie, why lie???

A deep male voice sounded from behind, and then, the slender waist was surrounded by a pair of powerful hands.

"Aren't you leaving???" Wan Qiyun froze.

"If I don't go, won't you hide behind a tree all the time???

The sound of laughter came from above his head.

"How do you know I'm lying???"

Turning around and hugging his waist, Wan Qiyun asked.

"Just look at your expression, you'll know !!"

Jimo Yanji caressed her back, a little worried about her emotions: "You seem to be afraid." ”

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid !!" Wan Qiyun's voice was a little choked.

She's dreaming too much these days, like a drama.

Dreaming of the Moyuan mutiny, she was given to Nan Xiaoche and was almost forced. I dreamed that he fell into a trap laid by Nan Xiaoche in order to save her, and he was covered in blood.

She didn't want to stay in this mess any longer, she hated all this deceit, intrigues.

"What ......are you afraid of?"

Before she finished speaking, she took the initiative to kiss her thin lips.

Wet with bitter tears.

Not far away, Nan Xiaoche saw all this, and a bloodthirsty murderous aura appeared in his eyes.