An ominous premonition hit his heart, and Mo Suran turned his head-

Shen Yan was dressed in a Qinghai unicorn robe, and Zhuo Ran stood five steps behind Mo Suran, his face was gloomy, his head was slightly lowered, and a wry smile hung on his lips.

Mo Suran was at a loss: "I ......"

Shen Yan laughed miserably, bowed and saluted, and looked detached: "Minister, I wish Her Royal Highness the princess eternal youth, continuous blessings, and a thousand years of life."

Mo Suran was extremely embarrassed: "Shen Yan, I'm just ......"

Shen Yan raised his head, and in his sunken eye sockets, a pair of blue black eyes stared directly at Mo Suran, full of fragile expectation.

Mo Suran struggled violently in his heart, his lips moved, and finally he sighed heavily and didn't say anything.

Shen Yan was extremely disappointed.

He didn't want to humiliate himself anymore, his face was ashen, he put down the birthday gift for Princess Suran, and immediately turned to leave.

In the Imperial Garden, there was a deathly silence.

An elaborate conspiracy. A bloody love triangle. The real fiancée Ye Luo quietly killed the "little three" princess Suran.

Ye Luo smiled.

There is a saying that what is called,-son with dog, forever.

Before today, she was interested in fulfilling Shen Yan and Princess Suran. But Mo Suran's performance today really disappointed her, and she instructed Ye Man to deliberately frame her, and even snatched the magic bracelet unreasonably, which touched her bottom line.

You are unkind, and I am unjust.

She just doesn't let the dog get her wish, and she can't be cheap!

"Are you satisfied?"

After three minutes of silence, Mo Suran raised his head, his eyes were red, and he glared at Ye Luo with an almost murderous gaze.

was calculated by a fourteen-year-old girl, Mo Suran felt that her twenty years had been in vain!

"Give the Tuhan bracelet to this princess!"

Compared with Shen Yan's concubine, Mo Suran obviously attaches more importance to treasures like the "Tuhan Bracelet".

Ye Luo's right wrist moved.

A wave of soul fluctuation came to my mind.

It's the Divine Dragon, it has been woken up, and it looks very dissatisfied.

Ye Luo immediately used his soul mind to appease the little dragon, signaling it not to panic, to be quiet, and continue to maintain the bracelet form.

"Take it! Thief! ”

Taking advantage of Ye Luo's "stunned" moment, a cyan silk thread suddenly flew out of Mo Suran's hand, wrapped around Ye Luo's magic bracelet in the air, and forcibly dragged it over.

"Hahaha!"

Mo Suran sneered, withdrew the cyan silk thread, and held the magic bracelet in his hand.

"Tick-"

"Tick-"

"Princess Suran, why is there water dripping from your hands?"

"Water? What water? ”

Mo Suran lowered his head and looked at the right hand holding the Divine Bracelet, only to find that the surface of the gilded snake-shaped bracelet body continued to escape fine transparent water droplets.

Suddenly, more and more water sprayed out of the Divine Machine Bracelet, smashing Mo Suran's face.

"Ahhh

Mo Suran let out a hysterical scream.

The strange water, after spraying on her face and skin, instantly boiled, tumbling black bubbles, corroding and rotting her skin and flesh, and charred black.

The situation was even worse than a fire!

"Help! It hurts Princess Ben to death! ”

Mo Suran wailed constantly, his voice was hoarse, and he subconsciously threw out the dangerous magic bracelet.

The eunuchs and palace maids immediately swarmed up and picked up Mo Suran, who was lying on the ground and rolling in pain.