Chapter 439: She's Your Delicate Didi

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"You ...... You ......" Mrs. Su looked at them in amazement, her whole face darkened, she felt dizzy, she couldn't believe that all this was true.

She clearly planned well, obviously ......

Why is this happening?

"Nope! You liars, dare to pretend to be people from the court. Mrs. Su yelled, she looked at the assassin and pointed at him, and her emotions were close to breaking down: "It must be that you want to extort my silver taels, it must be." ”

Seeing her crazy appearance, a touch of impatience flashed in the eyes of Murong Yan, the Qing of Dali Temple, and she said coldly: "Unrepentant, come on, take it!" ”

"Yes." The people of Dali Temple all went up and escorted Mrs. Su.

With a 'snap', the Buddhist beads in Mrs. Su's hand were scattered all over the ground.

A hint of mockery flashed in Murong Yan's charming and gorgeous eyes: "It's ridiculous that this kind of person still believes in Buddhism." ”

"You can't arrest me, you can't, you know who my husband is." Mrs. Sue stared at the scarlet eyes, trying to grasp the last straw.

"Heh......" Murong Yan narrowed Danfeng's eyes and said coldly: "The gentleman is still guilty of the same crime as the common people, not to mention the general's wife, what grievances are there to go to Dali Temple to say." ”

Murong Yan's words directly knocked Mrs. Su to the bottom of the well, and she kept yelling and wailing, unable to believe that all this was true.

She was forcibly dragged out, and her green silk was messy and her appearance was miserable.

Murong Yan, who was the secretary of Dali Temple, was already iron-blooded, looked at the Buddha beads scattered on the ground, and said to herself: "You can't live if you do your own evil." ”

Wooden staircase corner.

The deep eyes of the proud sky stared at the dumbfounded little jade tree, and her expression made him very satisfied, she finally believed in herself.

He finally cleared his suspicion, he touched Yushu with his elbow, and said indifferently: "Weichen said that he didn't lie to the emperor, and the bet was won." ”

But when Li Aotian was immersed in his innocent joy, he found that Xiao Yushu's amazement did not come from himself.

But......

Following the line of sight from Yushu, she was looking at Murong Yan.

"Your Majesty." Liaotian coughed lightly.

"Uncle Huang." Although Li Yushu was talking to Li Aotian, her eyes were still looking at Murong Yan, and she asked curiously, "Uncle Huang, who is she?" It's so cool, it's so beautiful. ”

There is a noble and feminine beauty.

"Murong Yan, Dali Siqing, is six years older than you." Away from Aotian's voice was faint.

"Six years older? Twenty years old? It's so powerful, at the age of eighteen, he became a Dali temple. Li Yushu was extremely admired, and raised his fingers.

"Well, I've been doing this for two years." Li Aotian explained lightly, Junyan pouted with a touch of coolness, why her focus was always different from others.

Just when he wanted to divert Yushu's attention, she said "Clang": "Uncle Huang, is this your delicate again?" This isn't bad, it's discerning. ”

"......" felt a flock of crows flying overhead.

Someone else do you think of him, Merry Boy?

But any woman has to have something to do with him?

It's unbelievable.

"Weichen ......" Li Aotian wanted to explain, but Li Yushu happily interrupted him: "Ah, it's coming, Uncle Huang, don't pretend, okay?" Look how bright she smiles at you, hey, what else can it be. ”

"Your Majesty." Leave the arrogant sky and shout angrily.

"You're fierce?" He was fierce, she was fierce, and she stood on tiptoe: "If I expose the secret, I will be fierce, right?" ”