170 First Shift

Xing'er didn't look at him, and said directly to Zhaoran: "Throw him into the dark room, no one is allowed to visit without the order of the mourning family!" Zhaoran pulled up a cold smile on his lips, in fact, this stinky boy just owes a lesson, in the past, the emperor was soft-hearted and always ruthless, but now he has changed to a splashy Xing'er who does not eat oil and salt, and he suffers!

"You dare?" the night raised his eyebrows, staring straight at Zhaoran.

Zhao Ran naturally would not do such a thankless thing, he turned to look at Xing'er, and said euphemistically: "The emperor is the Son of Heaven, if he is touched by his humble position, he will be guilty of the following, and he will not be able to afford this crime!" Xing'er Feng's eyes narrowed, and she glanced at Zhao Ran coldly, how could she not see through his little flowery intestines, okay, this kid has itchy skin, she happens to be unhappy, so she will serve him personally!

"He doesn't dare, the mourning family dares!" Xing'er smiled coldly, "Since you said that Zhaoran is the number one master in the inner world and you can't make a move with him, then you can make two moves with the mourning family, if you win the mourning family, then in the future, the gate of this palace, you will enter if you love it, and you will never be reluctant to enter the mourning family if you don't like it!"

Night's eyes widened, "What you said is true?"

"It's true!" Xing'er smiled slightly, "Once you win the mourning family, then the mourning family will no longer ask about your affairs in the future!"

"Okay!" Yexuan perked up and immediately rolled up his sleeves, "Don't cry then!" Xing'er smiled like a little fox, "Mourning doesn't cry, but someone will!"

Although the night is not useful, it is not an embroidered pillow, a lunge double punch, it will attack Xing'er's eyes, Xing'er has the heart to try his kung fu, so he stretched out his hand to block, the next plate sank, the waist bent back, Yezhou hurriedly kicked out to attack her next plate, and then she will be unstable, who expected Xing'er to be steady and unmoving, he couldn't shake it, stunned for a moment, changed the routine boxing and boxing, Xing'er and he whirled a few moves, but he came and went is also these routines, Xing'er shook his head, kicked down, kicked him to the ground in the air, and said coldly:" It seems to be just an embroidered pillow, and with such kung fu, he dares to come out and be embarrassed!"

Yexuan thought that even if Xing'er knew martial arts, it was just a fist embroidered leg, which was useless, but he kicked him to the ground with a kick, making his self-esteem sink to the abyss at once, he quickly got up, blushed and hung his head to stand aside and didn't dare to speak, hearing Xing'er's words, he suddenly raised his head and glared at Xing'er, but he didn't dare to argue, Xing'er saw his expression, and he still knew how to be ashamed, just know how to be ashamed, if people even lose that bit of shame, then it's really hopeless!

"The words of the mourning family will not be taken back, when can you win the mourning family, you can move freely!" Xing'er stopped the mocking words and said lightly, "But you are still defeated by the mourning family one day, you have to listen to the words of the mourning family, now go back and freshen up immediately, and go to the imperial study to take classes!"

Nightshade walked back dejectedly, and the guards breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed behind!

Seeing that Xing'er's face was gloomy, Zhaoran shouted in his heart, so he wanted to slip away immediately, Xing'er smiled coldly, "Green Lotus, bring Zhaoran to Moqiu Palace for me!"

A gust of wind rose, Zhaoran sneezed, and then felt that the collar was lifted, and he walked forward involuntarily, his scalp suddenly numb, remembering that the green lotus was now carrying his collar, his heart trembled, he forgot, this woman has revenge!

Back to Moqiu Palace, the green lotus let go of Zhaoran and quietly entered the room, the sun on the August afternoon is still raging, although the green lotus has a mouthful of popularity, but it is always a spirit, and it can't be exposed to the sun often!

"Now it's the cool weather of August and autumn, this yard has just been swept of fallen leaves, and in an instant the ground is full of yellow, since Lord Zhao doesn't dare to offend the emperor, clean up this fallen leaves after all, right? Hmph!" Xing'er's tone was very threatening, staring at him with a weak expression, and then Fang slowly walked in!

Zhaoran looked at her floating figure, shrugged helplessly, the number one master in the house, actually swept the yard, and it was really a loss of face to spread it!

Linglong took two brooms, hurried over, and said with a smile: "Don't take it to heart Lord Zhao, Niangniang is sometimes like this, her face is disgusting and kind!

There was a coquettish reprimand from the room: "Linglong, are you very empty, why don't you hurry back and pour tea for the mourning family?" Linglong shrunk her shoulders, answered in a loud voice, and said to Zhaoran with a sad face: "Niangniang is crazy, I can't help you!" Zhaoran smiled and shook his head, "You go, I can do it by myself!" Linglong put the broom in Zhaoran's hand, and ran away!

Zhaoran looked at the sparse fallen leaves on the ground, the veins on the withered yellow leaves were particularly clear, abruptly in front of him, Zhaoran sighed, she would never understand his heart, and he never wanted her to understand, choosing such a silent way to wait for a silent love is the only thing he is willing to do in this life!

Slowly waving the broom and piling those dead leaves into a small pile, such a kung fu is extremely easy for him, but the fallen leaves are inexhaustible, and as soon as the wind blows, the yellow leaves on the trees flutter down again, covering the original clean ground!

"Zhaoran, when did you become like a pug? In order to please that woman, you even rushed to sweep the floor?"

Mo Yang condensed a face, and the cold air formed a storm under her eyes, but she still knew how to measure today, and finally said lightly: "At least, it's happier than your dog!" After speaking, he went straight to the inner hall, and the eunuch in front of the palace hurriedly saluted, and Mo Yang asked: "Is the Queen Mother here?"

"Concubine Long, please wait a moment, the slave will go in immediately!" The little eunuch bowed down and went in, and after a while, he came out and said, "The Queen Mother invites the Concubine Niangniang to go in!" Mo Yang nodded coldly, and stepped over the threshold with a steady step, and the eunuchs and maids behind him all stayed outside the door, only the fox spirit Luoxi followed!

Xing'er leisurely tasted the newly paid tribute of the alpine snow, the faint fragrance of tea lingered in the air, she raised her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her with a resentful face, when did Mo Yang's indifferent face become so impetuous and restless? After five years of precipitation in the Dafa of Rebirth, she still did not restrain the slightest earthly nature, "What's the matter with finding the mourning family?" Xing'er put up the queen mother's shelf and looked at her lightly!