When Mo Suran raised his hand to protect his head, his sleeves naturally slipped off, and he accidentally revealed a flaw.

When she heard Feng Wuwu's words, she immediately rolled back her sleeves in a panic.

It's a pity that it's too late -

"Ahh I remember! My sister-in-law also has an equally bright plum blossom birthmark on her arm! ”

Feng Wuwu exclaimed, leaning down in disbelief, trying to see Mo Suran's face clearly, "Are you my imperial sister-in-law?" The former crown princess who fled back to the country of Flamininge? ”

Mo Suran's spirit was on the verge of collapse.

As soon as she turned around, she was about to run.

It's a pity that her husband broke a leg, and before she could take two steps, she fell heavily to the ground and gnawed on a big mouthful of cold snow. The snow choked on the lungs and coughed incessantly.

"Yes! You are my imperial sister-in-law! ”

When Mo Suran coughed violently, he could no longer cover his face, and was recognized by Feng Wuwu, "Imperial sister-in-law, why are you covered in blood?" Another broken leg? Aren't you the eldest princess of the Flamingo Country? It's such a bad mix."

Mo Suran's eyes blurred again, and tears fell down her cheeks.

She couldn't walk, she couldn't escape.

What could be more desperate?

"Brother! Come here, the imperial sister-in-law is here, you hurry up and take a look! ”

Feng Wuwu raised his hand and waved it vigorously in the direction of Feng Wuxi, "She seems to be very seriously injured." ”

In the eyes of the stars and moons, a touch of compassion crossed the face, and he paced in front of Mo Suran.

As soon as Mo Suran saw that Feng Wuxi also came over, he was so frightened that he was about to pee his pants.

"Nope! Don't come here! ”

"I don't want to be buried! I don't want to give Mo Chen a burial, he will die when he dies, why do you have to pull me? ”

"Sixth prince, I beg you, for the sake of the face of our former relatives, don't arrest me and go back to Tuhan Kingdom, woo woo-"

Mo Suran cried hysterically, kowtowing to the wind and begging for mercy without relenting and begging for mercy, where is there still a little bit of the princess of the heavenly family, "You just let me live, Lord Host, the monks are merciful, why can't you open up to me, a poor woman?" ”

Feng Wuxi did not speak.

He was as quiet as a flowing cloud above the nine heavens, silently looking at Mo Suran.

Feng Wuwu looked like he had been hit by a huge blow, and said, "Sister-in-law, how did you become like this......"

In the carefree memory, what a scenery and how proud Mo Suran was when she was the crown princess in Tuhan Kingdom. She is the favorite woman of the Emperor Inkdust, and the Emperor Brother can even pluck the stars in the sky for her.

At that time, Worry-free was very envious of Mo Suran.

It was at that time that I made up my mind that I must marry a man who pampers me to the core.

"I-"

Mo Suran is like mud on the ground, humble and ugly.

She cried.

Crying and crying and resentment arise.

"It's all Ye Luo's fault!" A dazzling blood red appeared in her eyes, and she turned her head and glared at Ye Luo hatefully, "Yes! Blame her! It's all her fault! If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have married Shen Yan! If it weren't for her, Shen Yan would not have lost his position as deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army! If it weren't for her, the eldest brother wouldn't be disgusted with me! If it weren't for her, I'd ......"

"Amitabha—"

Feng Wushi chanted a Buddha horn, glanced at Mo Suran deeply, and interrupted her words.