Crape myrtle double stars arch the moon, the moon is beginning to appear, but the crape myrtle is dim, it is in danger, and even extinction......

These two crape myrtles are the father and brother on the natal chart.

Obviously, it's not Duanmu Qiming, nor is it Duanmu Yun's fate.

Duanmu Molan's life is noble, it belongs to the stars holding the moon, moving the stars to receive the saints, and the king is auspicious, but this life is exactly the opposite of the world's fortune powerhouse......

The mystery is in the husband's palace, and there is a trace of variable......

This...... It was actually destroyed by the Heavenly Dao......

Isn't it too sad?

The conclusion that Guo Cangqiong divided the soul and the old pear tree separated the soul made the two look at each other, indescribable!

Yin Xianxuan didn't know how to calculate and predict, but he heard Duanmu Molan's tragic fate, and he was worried: "What can I do? Now that Xiao Molan has replaced Duanmu Molan, will she be so unlucky?"

Guo Cangqiong frowned: "Unknown for the time being?"

Yin Xian was anxious: "Aren't you able to pinch and count?"

The old pear tree shook his head: "Isn't this already a conclusion......?" Variables unknown?"

Guo Cangqiong pondered for a moment and said: "We are monks, Mo Lan is also a monk, we should have more confidence in her, Duanmu Mo Lan can't change the fate, our little Mo Lan may not be able to reverse the situation?"

Yin Xian nodded: "Yes, Xiao Molan is different from Duanmu Molan! Xiao Molan has been actively changing, otherwise she wouldn't have decided to change her identity and go to Sang Country this time......"

Guo Cangqiong's soul said: "Old Pear Tree, I think it is necessary for us to find out this extremely powerful person in this world?"

Old Lishu nodded: "Yes, at least I should help Mo Lan find out the Heavenly Evil Star in this life chart!"

And so!

The two of them have entered the Great Perfection of the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, and have entered the early stage of refining the void, and the power of the outer path has gone out of the mountain and entered the world!

......

Sang country.

Ye Molan is still having fun, laughing at the world, and tasting the self-pleasure of dancing fake gods, and interpreting a new unreliable history of gods that belongs to Yue Zhiyao.

On this day, Yang Bo, the gatekeeper of the Yao Palace, ran to the main courtyard with an invitation in his hand: "Lord, three days later, the Han family will hold a food festival in the Water Bird Pavilion, and this is an invitation sent by the Han Hou Mansion. ”

Ye Molan said casually: "Don't go! Didn't I say before, all the invitations to such boring parties held by your circle are not accepted, and I am not interested!"

Yes, the nobles get together, talk about the east and the west, and gossip and scandals are not as reliable as the information heard in the tea shop in the market.

The ladies get together, compare the length of your hair, the beauty of my dress, the fragrance of your incense, the price of my jewelry, if you have this kind of time, why not listen to a piece of music, or make a pot of tea, or make a landscape work?

Ren Xiang immediately said to Ye Molan: "Lord Wang, it's better not to refuse this invitation from the Hanhou Mansion!"

Ye Molan raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Ren Xiang said: "The uncle of the Changfang of the Hanhou Mansion is the emperor of Her Majesty the Empress. ”

Ye Molan was stunned: "Oh!

Ren Xiang nodded: "Yes! and...... The three rooms and four masters of the Han Hou Mansion are the husband of the prince, you don't know the prince, this Han family is called the granary of our Sang country, and Her Majesty the Empress also has to give the Han family face. ”

Ye Molan raised her eyebrows: "My side husband, why haven't you seen it?"

Ren Xiang said embarrassedly: "This ......"

Ye Molan's eyes were half-narrowed: "Continue to finish!"

Ren Xiang said: "Lord Wang, your Han side husband has never been to the Yao Palace, he lives in the Han family!"

Ye Molan smiled: "Huh, this has nothing to do with the Yao Palace, right?"

Ren Xiang explained embarrassedly: "Han's husband lives in Han's house, and it is said that the house has raised 3,000 Meiji...... He naturally didn't want to live in the Yao Palace. ”

Ye Molan shook off the black line on her forehead and said, "Is this okay?

Ren said, "This ...... After all, these people ...... They were all of noble birth, and they were married by Her Majesty the Empress......"

Ye Molan exhaled: "Okay! Let's go and see the food festival!"

Ren Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It's just a social exchange! Lord, no matter what you see, don't take it seriously! Anyway, our Yao Wangfu is living our own life! What will happen to the Han family? It's also their own business, and we can't be angry with them and hurt ourselves." ”

Ye Molan raised her eyebrows, thinking to herself, since Ren Xiang said so, then this Han family's face and ass must be very big! Ren Xiang will be worried, afraid that I will be angry, give me a preventive injection first.