Chapter 88: You little wolf made me sad again

"Last night, the third master called me and my two other sisters into the house, and while the wife was preparing today's marriage for Fengchen Lingzi, took us to Fengchen Lingzi's room. By the time we arrived, Fengchen Lingzi had already been poisoned and unconscious. On the couch. "
When Huifang said here, Mo Qingyan was already irritated. No wonder when Fengchenling's voice was so wrong, it must have been poisoned last night.
"Who, who poisoned the husband of this palace?" Mo Qing asked sharply.
"It's the poison that Sanye configured. It was taken by Fengchen Mingzi to Fengchen Lingshi." Huifang kept doing everything to make herself alive, so she revealed everything she knew. There are two sons, the Fengchen Mingzi is the brother of Fengchen Lingzi, Xu is the Fengchen Lingzi trusting Fengchen Mingzi, and he did not hesitate to drink the potion named tonic, which is really a poison. "
"Three Lords made the slaves unknowingly dealt with the dusty spirit son who had been poisoned and unconscious, and the slaves had compassion on the dusty spirit son, and they secretly released the dusty spirit son." Huifang naturally had nothing to do. They said what Feng Chenling did, otherwise, even if Feng Qingjie and Feng Chenling did not kill themselves, the four princesses would probably not spare her.
"How can this be true." As soon as Huifang's words fell, Mo Qing's tea cup fell to the ground, splashing a piece of debris. The ministers who came to Daohe naturally resemble individuals. Now, in this case, they are still better off not participating. The more you know, the harder it is to secure your head.
After all, these four princesses once burned a street!
"The ministers and other officials resigned," the ministers resigned to Mexico.
It's almost time for everyone to leave, and Hui Fang went on to say, "It's not Fengchen Lingshi who married the princess today, but Sanye's son, Fengchen Ming son."
It was said that Mo Qingyu was furious and thunderous. He stepped forward and grabbed the collar of San Da, and then slammed on the ground. "Come, lock this femme-hearted man to the dungeon in this palace. Also There you are, "Mo Qingfeng's mother-in-law on her finger," You, the head of the family, have been so confused, think behind closed doors! "
"Come here, and throw me the man who is posing as the husband of the palace, too."
After everything was ordered, Mo Qingli saw that Mo Qingli was still inside the hall. "Why haven't you left yet?"
"Sister naturally left after drinking tea." Mo Qingli lowered the tea cup in her hand. "Sister has finished drinking now and naturally wants to leave. Sister, sister will leave first."
Mo Qingli looked at the back of Mo Qingli's departure, and his hate's teeth were itchy—this Mo Qingli was to look at his joke, all blame the group of people, this palace will not spare any harm to the wind and dust people.
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"Princess," Yue Yao followed Mo Qingli's side. "Looking at the princess's appearance, would you have known that it wasn't the wind side that married the four princesses ... the wind son?"
Mo Qingli glanced at Yueyao with a doubt on his face, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth could not help, "From the voice he just spoke, this palace knows that he is not a dustman."
"The princess is really familiar with the wind son." Yue Yao smiled and patted the horse fart. Last night, she patted on the horse's leg, and she wants to make up today.
"What about familiarity?" Mo Qingli's mouth gave a bitter smile, "I didn't know he had suffered so much.
"Yue Yao."
"Slavery is here."
Mo Qingli stared into the distance and said softly, "You must send someone to find Fengchen in the past two days. A man who is alone and highly toxic is bound to be extremely dangerous. He must be found. "
"Yes, slaves know."
"Dust, I hope you are safe." Mo Qingli closed her eyes and prayed softly.
She didn't know herself, and when she didn't know, she was just like human beings. She learned to pray to heaven. Even if she knew that the emperor's nagging had no time to ignore her, she could not help but hope.
Feng Qing absolutely patted Feng Chenling's shoulder, which had been tearful, "If you want to go back to her, go!"
"No." After Feng Chenling stared at Mo Qingli's back in the end, he turned sharply and stopped looking at Mo Qingli. He wiped the tears on his face, "I will return to Fengyang with you dynasty."
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After Mo Qingli returned to his home, he saw Mu Tianlang sitting unconsciously on a chair in his room. At the sight of Mo Qingli, Mu Tianlang's mouth narrowed. "You're leaving, don't you even tell me?"
Yue Yao, who was behind Mo Qingli, saw Mu Tianlang look like a coquettish girl, who dare to stay here to listen to the two's flirtation and hurry to prepare for Mo Qingli's salute two days later Already.
"You don't often leave silently, too!" Mo Qingli glanced at Mu Tianlang coldly, and returned.
Mu Tianlang looked really angry at Mo Qingli, afraid she might have misunderstood her, and quickly explained: "Isn't that to find you where the Ning Ninghua is!"
"Ming Ninghua?" Mu Tianlang said so, and called Mo Qingli to think of it. For this so-called Ning Ninghua, if Naimo did not appear in time, I am afraid it would be difficult for them to retreat.
When Mu Tianlang saw Mo Qingli thought of it, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved, "Not really. I spent a lot of time and thought for a long time in order to get the condensed flower."
"I heard that this meditation flower has the effects of concentration, enhancement of cultivation, and breakthrough of the bottleneck. Therefore, I thought of the instability in your body, so I tried my best to make you ..."
"Don't say it." Mo Qingli raised his hand to cover Mu Tianlang's mouth, and was moved by his heart. "Lang, thank you for all this for me. But compared to my cultivation, I want you Being able to take good care of yourself, you have a bright future, and there will always be days to achieve positive results. There is no need to spend so much on me, it is simply a waste of your talent. "
Mu Tianlang held Mo Qingli's hand tightly in his palm, and looked at Mo Qingli with his eyes, ignoring his usual shame, injustice, and suspense, and said affectionately, "Li, in my heart, you are far more than me Life is more important. "
In the tens of thousands of years of solitary cultivation, Mo Qingli has never said anything to her like this, her eyes could not help getting wet.
"Yo, you little wolf made my Lier sad again!" A soft voice came from the doorway and fell into the ears of the two.
Mu Tianlang stared at Nemo, leaning at the door with his eyes filled with red eyes, and the goods came again to disturb the atmosphere that he had managed to create, really it.