The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 158, the silver is white

"Wang Ye remembers a word, money can make a ghost push, silver is white, people's eyes are black, when black eyes meet the white flowers of the silver, it will turn red. No one in this world will pay If you can't get through, the parents of those counties and counties know this reason well, so as long as they don't have enough silver, they will not report the situation of Linxi." Yao Mozhen is full of confidence, and the eyes are so smart that the night is clear for a moment. Hey God, when Yao Moxin will always show such a look.

"Wang Ye is stupid? Do you think that Mo Zhen is unparalleled?" Seeing Jun Jun’s eyes stay on his face, and he seems to look farther through himself. Yao Mozhen knows that he found Yao in himself. The shadow of the heart. Even if she is restrained, she can be the same person. She can't stop herself from deliberately avoiding the past movements. Fortunately, it is a biological sister, and it is not difficult to explain.

"It's a black and white, it's a poor seal." The night Jun Qing can't help but sigh, but my heart is not so pitiful, and even a little bit of hilarious.

Ten days later, when the expedition team returned to the Imperial City, Chang'an Street was still surrounded by water, and this time, all the people came to see the style of the night Junqing, three days to receive the three counties, and took Linxi This event has already brought the night Junqing back to the old style. Now the aura on his head seems to be more dazzling than before. Naturally, there are also a few people whose eyes are on Yao Mozhen. However, there is no glimpse of contempt and contempt.

"It's a red face!" Passerby took a look at Yao Mozhen, and commented on it.

"It is a lack of success, and there is more than a disaster in the face!" Passerby B to modify.

"It is not enough to do things, more than enough, the idiots with simple minds, the fools!" Passerby C interprets on the basis of modification.

On the glittering chariot, Yao Mozhen even decided that those words would be extremely ugly even if he did not hear the curses and jealousy, but the more difficult they were, the more happy she was. In this line, she really made a profit for the night. It is.

Looking at the high wall green tile in front of him, Yao Mo can't help but feel relieved, and finally came back, night game, Yao Suzhen, how have you been...

After entering the palace gate, Yao Mozhen was taken out of the sedan chair by his hands and then hung in his arms.

"Awkward nephew! You must be frightened! It is wrong, actually let you go out, if you do something, what should you do?" The hoarse voice reveals the embarrassment and remorse that can’t be concealed. Yao Mo Zhen raised his delicate face and looked at the night game.

"This wins, but the children are not contending for strength!" Yao Mo's voice with a heavy crying, but the bottom of his heart wiped a trace of disdain, seeing the night of the game, his eyes are black, his face is sallow, he will Knowing that he is really worried.

Ridiculous! Night game, you really don't know how to be good, then I am wholeheartedly for you, but you are ungrateful to kill the wife and the son, now I am totally hurting you, but you pity me to cherish me to the night, you say you are not 贱Let's have one.

"Oh, I know, you know it all the time! Don't say this anymore, my son, you can come back safely, I am very pleased, tonight, I will have a feast in the Royal Garden to take the wind for you, and then go to your body!" The pain of the game dragged Yao Mozhen to Guan Guan Gong, and he was not willing to let go.

"The emperor, this time the Supreme Prince saved my life, he asked the nephew to ask the emperor to let him go back to the Prince's house..." Yao Mozhen said, behind him, the night Jun Qing heard the sound of shock, When did he say this?

Perhaps it was too worried about Yao Mozhen, night game even forgot to follow a night Junqing, this time he lifted his rock and licked his own feet, not only did he not have the night Junqing, but also made him famous. In this regard, the night of the game and even the intestines are remorseful.

"Jun Qing, I know that you have made great contributions this time. Later, you will talk about merits and rewards. As for your residence... If you are in Guanyin Palace, you will also be able to negotiate business with you, so Don't go back to the government first, and better in the Guanyin Palace." The night of the game is a moment of sorrow, and the virtual and the snake refused.

"The younger brother obeyed." The night Jun Qing hands his fists and bowed his head. Looking at the night glory, Yao Mozhen walked in front, the night Junqing heart was a bit dull, some sad, and some faint distressed, Yao Mozhen clearly did not like the emperor, it is very hard to install.

At night, the night game did not say anything. In the Royal Garden, Yao Mozhen set up a very extravagant banquet. During the dinner, those who wished Yao Yao to die outside, all the contemptuous congratulations to Yao Mozhen, the rest of his life. More diligently to contribute to the dance. Throughout the game, the night game has always been Yao Mozhen in his arms, from time to time to feed her fruit wine and delicacies, this situation allows those who know what, today's Yao Mozhen favorite six palaces, no one can.

One night's lingering, one night's whisper soft sound, Yao Mozhen accompanied the night game with a deep love of the game, perfunctory of each of his vows, and today, the night game will be held in front of Yao Mozhen , will not let her have a little bit of heart.

After a night of tossing, on the afternoon of the next day, Yao Mozhen only dragged his body to get up, until after Ting Yue dressed her, Yao Mozhen still felt very tired.

"The slaves see the goddess." When Yao Mozhen walked out of the main hall, Liu Xing had already waited outside for an hour.

"Get up and talk." In a month's time, Yao Mozhen really mourns Liu Xing, but fortunately there is quicksand protection, she will not be too worried.

"Back to the goddess, the slaves found that Li Wei often meets Jing Wang in the wing behind the cold palace garden in the past two days." Liu Xing actually reported the results of his investigation to Yao Mozhen.

"Jing Wang... She really has a vision. Yao Xiangfu, Li Qingqing can still stop?" Yao Mozhen flashed a touch of cold, a month disappeared, Yao Suzhen's courage is getting bigger, this one does not Her return is the one she chose. The night child is the character she can control. She is afraid that at the end of the day, she will not have any bones.

"Returning to the maiden, since the wife was confined by the lord in Deyixuan for half a month, she stopped. Xu was looking at the face of the young master. The lord put the lady out, but Liu Xing recently found that the wife began to swallow the family wealth, and with that Wu Zicheng, who teaches the book, has a very close relationship, and there is a sense of envy and escape." Liu Xing said according to the truth.

"Li Qingqing is no better than Su Mu Zi Ansheng, first with her, and when the time comes, the palace wants people to win and get!" Yao Mo stunned.

"Yes!" Liu Xing respectfully nodded and immediately retired. On one side, Tingyue suspicion looked at Yao Mozhen,

"Odd girl, are you not going to let Li Qingqing?" When the master of the family asked Su Muzi to be more tolerant, Ting Yue thought.

"Where is she worth? It wasn't Yao Zhenting who was forced to marry Yao Xiangting. But she is a mother, and this palace will give her a way to live." Yao Mozhen clears the sag and leaves a cup of tea. As soon as the tea cover was opened, the figure of the night Junqing appeared at the gate of the palace.

Seeing that it is the night Junqing, Tingyue knows to retreat. These days, the observation of Tingyue knows that the master has done everything for this man. If she does not know the importance, she will not be worthy of staying with the master.

"It’s really early, it’s still not black.” When Tingyue left, the night Jun Qing walked slowly to Yao Mo’s side, and his voice was faintly displeased.

"The emperor tossed too fiercely, Mo Zhen has any way." Yao Mozhen casually tasted tea, and his eyes dimmed. She suddenly suspected that the purpose of saying this sentence was to explain or to test. Perhaps she should adjust her mindset.