Chapter 1523: : Dog slaves

The enchanting princess is quiet in the scene of the velvet death of Tian Rong, suddenly heard the exquisite shouting, and hurriedly stood up.
As soon as I ran out of the palace, I saw the head of the blessing, with dozens of guards, and the entrance to the hall of the Linghua Hall, surrounded by three layers and three layers, was leaking.
Some of the palace eunuchs were also bundled up by the guards, and they shook their heads and shivered.
In view of the arrogance of the enchanting princess, and it is a big brainless person, it immediately became a fire: "You are a dog slave, you are so bold, even in front of the palace, wild, tired, is it?"
Fu Zikai’s look at the enchanting glance, such a stupid woman, still whimsical?
If she can master the world, the pig can sit on the sedan chair!
However, Fuzi is still smiling, and the words are full of irony: "Year said that the slave is indeed a dog slave, but even so, the slaves are not alive and tired, but the emperor said that you are a young woman. Honorable, you can be ups and downs, or the emperor said, the slaves advise you, there is fire and anger, let's send it now, don't wait for a while, it's not as good as 'dog, slave, talent', no Opportunity to play sex!"
He gritted his teeth and aggravated the words "dog slaves", and his eyes stared at the enchanting princess.
The enchanting princess heard the meaning of the needle in his words, and twisted his eyebrows: "What do you mean by this?"
Fuzi stood up with an orchid finger, bowed his head and played with his slender nails, and licked the temperament of the enchanting princess. He raised his hand and gestured to the guard behind him.
Two of the guards could take a tattered grass play and throw them into the front of the enchanting princess.
The enchanting princess, who was raised in the palm of her hand, grew up in the palm of her hand. Of course, she didn’t know how to look at it. Seeing that Fuzi is still selling it now, she still wants to swear.
But before the opening of the class, the grass play squirmed twice, and there was a weak and painful snoring.
"The maiden saves the life~ The slave doesn't want to die, please ask the goddess to give me the antidote~"
The enchanting princess bowed his head and looked at it. It was a small bubble that stretched out a head from the grass play!
Because of the toxicity, Xiaomo was pale at the moment, his lips were purple, his mouth was foaming, and the black blood in his nostrils came out, leaving only a little desire for survival, supporting her to be carried to Linghua Temple.
At this moment, the face of the enchanting princess has been scared and stiff. Looking at Xiaomo’s frustrated hand, she stretched straight ahead of her body. She almost didn’t have a soft foot and fell.
Fuzi looked at her flower-stained look, and she despised it in her heart: on this small and courageous mouse, she dared to murder the little princess, and there was a time when you were scared!
He glanced at the little foam that was desperately crawling on the ground and asked casually: "Can you recognize her?"
The enchanting princess shook his head stiffly: "No. Ben. The palace doesn't know her!"
Of course, she knows that Xiaomo is bleeding from the seven holes caused by heavy poison.
It was lifted out of the Tianrong Hall by Fuzi and so many guards and was thrown at his feet.
It seems that the murder of Tian Rong has been exposed.
However, even if the slave has offered himself out, then how can it be that there is no evidence, she will not recognize it, will she not do it?
She is a princess of a country, she does not believe, Long Yutian can be convicted and imprisoned for a enchanting, indiscriminate!