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Listening to Xiao Changyun finish his plan in a hurry, Mo Cheng forgot even a blink, and only said after a while: "I'...... Can I really do it? ”

Xiao Changyun patted him on the shoulder and said, "In this year, the old lady has been very dedicated to your cultivation, and with your talent, you will definitely be able to do it." Don't let me down. ”

After being entrusted with a heavy responsibility, Mo Cheng was so nervous that he was at a loss.

Xiao Changyun smiled, knowing that he still needed some time to digest, then turned around and walked towards the corner of the pitch-black chaos.

Mo Cheng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly raised his eyes to look.

Only then did he find that there was a man in a brocade dress standing in the dark, and darkness and chaos could not cover his light.

With graceful and noble facial features and an alienated temperament, it is the regent Bai Yuan!

In front of Bai Yuan, all the colors in the world will become dim.

Only such a person is qualified to stand by her side, right?

……

A month later, the Beihu Palace.

A swift king flew into the palace where the eldest son was, causing a ripple, this is Bai Yuan's Hai Dongqing.

Di Zhen recognized the king of eagles, and he immediately put down the book in his hand and chased him out.

Hai Dongqing circled in the air twice, and finally landed on Di Zhen's wrist.

His heart fluttered wildly, not knowing if it was excitement or fear......

Hoping this is news from her, but afraid to know about her death......

A year ago, after Xiao Changyun disappeared, he returned to Beihu and married Fenglin's princess Mo Baojia as his concubine.

And now, there's finally news of her......

Di Zhen carefully removed the letterhead on Haidongqing's legs, looked at it, his face became complicated, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After repeatedly browsing to confirm that it was Xiao Changyun's handwriting, Di Zhen gently rubbed it for a moment, and finally burned the letterhead.

He wanted to keep her handwriting, but he wouldn't leave a handle for himself.

Yes, he admires Xiao Changyun and will be ecstatic when he knows that she returns safely.

However, he values his position more than that.

Now that he has married Mo Baojia, he has lost the qualification to marry her, so if he wants her, he can only use other methods.

For example, power, such as power, such as the powerful Beihu, and so on.

If you can't seize the throne, you won't have the qualifications and capital to seize her.

Temporary dormancy is not to give up, but to recuperate.

And everything put forward in Xiao Changyun's letterhead is exactly what he wants - a powerful Beihu!

……

Fenglin Palace.

As the summer days pass, the autumn breeze at night is becoming more and more popular.

The little eunuch on duty in the Nine Star Hall was shivering from the cold, and stomped his feet and cursed one after another.

"In such a cold weather, no new winter clothes have been issued, is this trying to kill people?"

After waiting for a long time, the little eunuch looked up dissatisfied, only to find that his companion was motionless, as if he was petrified, he immediately shouted: "What are you doing here?" ”

The companion did not answer, and the little eunuch had no choice but to walk over.

However, the next moment, he was also so frightened that he stiffened and couldn't move......

But at the door of the Nine Star Palace, a man dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and covered in blood was standing bent over.

Around him, there was a billowing cold current gushing out, and the blood was still "ticking", and it smashed into people's hearts.

Feeling the gaze of the two little eunuchs, he turned his head stiffly and said leisurely: "Son...... Son of Evil...... I still have my life to ......"

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