Chapter Eighty-Nine

It seems that there will only be a chance to say it in the future. However, when I heard what the Lan family had just said, I found that his thoughts coincided with theirs.

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On Liang Moxi's side, she was already on the way out of the palace.

Until the General's Mansion, until he was in his bedroom, until he was lying in bed, Liang Moxi was thinking about everything that happened at today's banquet, the performance of people from all walks of life, and his current situation.

Let's talk about my own side first, the Huanleng royal family. This emperor dared to say the words of giving him the second city of Qingfan, it was impossible for him not to know the situation he would face if he said this, as well as the changes that would take place in the situation of the entire Huanling Kingdom, as an emperor, how could this be? Unless, all this was in his plan, he did it on purpose. What's more, it is more likely that he had already predicted that this Qingfan Second City would definitely not really fall into his hands.

So what was his purpose in doing this? Lift yourself up and become the target of the public? Or will it further intensify the contradiction between himself and the Shen family?

It's a mixed bag for me. First of all, I got the two cities of Dawn, for myself, these two cities are the most suitable, if they are used well, after a few years, they will be more powerful than the two cities of Qingfan, and secondly, they have shown their status in Huanling, and the emperor's attention to themselves.

But because of this, they will be attacked more from the shadows, and if they stand too high, they will fall down.

Looking at the queen and Jing Yu's side, their behavior is often the simplest, that is, they don't want to let themselves get benefits, they just don't want to make themselves feel better, they are just enemies.

The Queen Mother seems to care more about her marriage, but her marriage not only means that Liang Moxi wants to get married, but also means that the 100,000 elite soldiers under her command "marry", will Huan Ling really easily let these 100,000 elite soldiers leave? Or do they have other plans for their marriage?

Is it a son-in-law? Or is there something else going on?

Sure enough, the blood kinship in the royal family is always intertwined with interests.

What's more, Huanling has not yet established a prince, which makes everything that happens in the royal family affect the sensitive and changeable situation.

Outside the ring. Yi Yu and Su Ziwei's overtures made Liang Moxi extremely helpless, but the two of them were still of such a status that people couldn't deal with them in extreme ways, and the implication was not easy to use.

And the Terran Dabi, the prophecy of the gossip plate, does it have any other meaning?

Irritable and tired.

Hey, I'm physically and mentally exhausted. Rolled over, turned inside, closed his eyes, and prepared for sleep.

Suddenly, there was an extremely faint sound of breathing, and it was in this room.

Quickly opened his eyes, and his spiritual power spread out, carefully exploring the surroundings. This person can come in quietly, and that strength must be above him.

In the moment of breathing, a trace of the person's breath was detected, and there was some familiar...

Liang Moxi immediately got up, sat on the bed, and finally saw the black figure sitting on the chair.

"Your police feel that it has improved" There was a hint of seriousness in his slightly cold tone.

There was a faint smile on the face of the shocked person, and the black eyes looked at herself, and there was warmth in it, which warmed her heart, Liang Moxi looked at him, and felt that she was resurrected with full blood in an instant, and she had motivation again.

Liang Moxi didn't know when he was so important to him.

"That's why you're willing to do this kind of night break into the boudoir" Then Bai Leng glanced at him, got up from the bed, walked to his side, and poured him a cup of tea.

Backwards down, suddenly remembered something, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said: "We don't know why you are so familiar with doing this kind of thing, who knows if it will be because you have done too much..."

Between the words, there was a hint of coquettishness that even Liang Moxi himself didn't notice.

When Yi Mingxuan heard this, his smile became even stronger, "Only for you"

only did this kind of thing to you overnight and break into the boudoir, and it only moved your heart.

"Cut" has betrayed herself with a smile on her lips that looks like this.

"No, you meridian..."

When the teacup was handed to him, the tips of the two fingers touched, and Liang Moxi originally wanted to exude a trace of spiritual power to trick him, but he poked out a heart-pounding situation on him.

Liang Moxi felt it, and immediately grabbed his hand and held his wrist.

Due to the suddenness of this move, the tea that was just taken by Yi Mingxuan in his hand was sprinkled with most of it before he drank it, and most of the tea was sprinkled on the hands of the two of them, but Liang Moxi didn't let go as if he didn't feel it.

Frowning, holding his wrist, the majestic spiritual power gently probed into his body.

Yi Mingxuan looked at the slender jade fingers on his wrist, white and moving, and even more at the anxious and worried look of the man, his eyes became more and more gentle.

Seeing Liang Moxi's increasingly frowning brows, Yi Mingxuan smiled helplessly, gently patted the hand on his wrist with his other hand, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, don't worry"

"What the hell are you going on?!"

Then Liang Moxi suffered a spiritual blade, controlled it to move slightly, and cut his other wrist and the back of Yi Mingxuan's hand, and then gushed blood.

For only a moment, her blood flowed out, and the spiritual power was pressed into a filament, and the spiritual power was controlled, entwined into Yi Mingxuan's wound.

There was chaos in his body. The veins and veins were all shaking, as if they could be broken with a little more movement, and the breath surged, and there was still a trace of black power.

It is the kind of power that now wraps the position of his heart, but as soon as this power emerges, it is suppressed by the spiritual power in Yi Mingxuan's body until it disappears. Every time this process is repeated, the surrounding organs in the body where the black power rises will be disturbed by the spiritual power that comes to suppress it.

How did he endure this pain? Can you still restrain your breath and talk and laugh with yourself here?!

If it weren't for the fact that this person happened to sit in front of him and say this to himself, just looking at this body, he would have thought he was dead.

With such a serious injury, how did he hold on?

Yi Mingxuan kept looking at her, not moving, not defending, even if the spirit blade was conjured and cut the back of his hand, he didn't make any movement, even if the spirit blade could cut his throat in an instant.

However, seeing the red color of Liang Moxi's wrist, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.

Just as Liang Moxi was engrossed in implementing this strange method, he suddenly felt that his wrist was wrapped in a warm heat, and then his blood stopped flowing.

When he raised his eyes, Yi Mingxuan grasped his wrist with his other hand, and it was emitting bursts of white light...

"Hey, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted again.

"No problem"

There was unmistakable, unwavering strength from the wrist.

That's it, this posture: Liang Moxi grabbed one of Yi Mingxuan's wrists, and Yi Mingxuan also grabbed one of Liang Moxi's wrists, but one wrist had a slight blood red color, and the other wrist emitted bursts of white light...

After saying those two sentences, Yi Mingxuan lost consciousness....