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Chapter 152, Yao Mozhen, Marshal

"You want to live, you will be perfect! But you remember, if things are revealed, you will know that what is better than death!" Night screams silently warning, and immediately stalked.

Looking at the night smashing the door, Yao Su slammed on the chair, his face was white, his legs trembled, and he had just turned away from the ghost door. If he was not afraid of being fake.

Nowadays, with the night of the game, tearing the face, whether it is the royal pet or the queen's position has become an unattainable luxury, so do you survive this life? Yao Suzhen is clenching her fists, she is not willing! Unless... unless the country is easy to change! Thinking about this, Yao Suzhen’s tight face suddenly floated a smile.

Under the bright moonlight, Yin Xue followed the lip shape and repeated the dialogue between the night game and Yao Suzhen to Yao Mozhen.

"What a tacit ally, it is a pity that it has broken into this way now." Yao Moyun said lightly, and the voice could not hear the anger.

Behind him, Yin Xue was surprised. When she heard that Yao Moxin was killed, she was somewhat indignant, but Yao Mozhen was so calm, and had to admit that her new master, the city’s deep and far better than All the people in this palace.

"Master, want to kill Yao Suzhen?" Yin Xue asked for an opening.

"How come you have such an idea? The palace is still praying that she can live longer." Yao Mo smiled, a very beautiful smile, but let Yin Xue feel the bloodthirsty killing.

After the night of Li Yu's incident, Yao Mozhen became more and more aware that the night of the game was a kind of faint killing in the eyes of the night, which made her very worried. Fortunately, during this period, Yin Xue discovered that the night game was secretly concealed by the Qi State Emperor. This discovery made Yao Mozhen breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that it is time for Feng Yihan to return to the human condition.

The breakfast was very good. The night Jun Qing started the rice bowl and was about to eat, but he heard the sound of Anshanshan from outside. This sound suddenly made the night princes have no appetite.

"The sacred purpose is, the prince of the squad has a purpose!" The night sings the news and puts down the tableware, and subconsciously looks at Yao Mozhen.

"You see what I am doing, I am calling you!" Yao Mo whispered in a low voice, and his lips twitched with an unknown arc.

The night Junqing was a little stunned. He also felt that he had no reason to look at Yao Mozhen. Somehow, he began to realize that he seemed to rely on Yao Mozhen. This dependence is reflected in his doing everything before he wants it. Listening to Yao Mozhen’s thoughts made him very upset.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor 诏曰, now the Qi State disregards the previously signed national book restrictions, openly provoked the scourge of war, has even occupied the three cities, is very rampant, this night is a peaceful pioneer, and three days later sent troops to Goyang After Anshanshan read the imperial edict, he handed the sacred decree to the night Junqing, and then congratulated the yin and yang, but he left with anger because he was ignored by the night.

"Feng Yi Han was only able to provoke a war disaster soon after he was enthroned. No reason?" Night Jun Qing looked at the imperial decree in his hand, and his eyebrows were tight and he did not agree.

"Mo Zhen thinks that Wang Ye should question why the emperor sent you to attack and seal the cold." For the way of thinking of Ye Junqing, Yao Mozhen said that he could not understand.

"Pioneer only, what can the king do." Night Jun responded with a bitter smile, and he did not know that the night game was against himself.

"If the prince wants, he can do anything." Yao Mozhen seems to have a deep look at the night Junqing, the meaning of the words is very obvious.

"This king promised to be overwhelmed and will protect the night of the game." This is an oath, but also a promise, the night Junqing will not let Yao Moxin disappointed.

Silent, Yao Mozhen sat silently at the table. Sometimes she was thinking, what would it be like if she told Yao Jun that she was Yao Moxin? But she did not dare to take risks, and she did not dare to guarantee the letter of the night Junqing. After all, if she did not experience it personally, she felt incredible.

"Why do you say that Feng Yihan will be sent to the army? Just because he came to Chu last time, did he receive no courtesy?" Seeing Yao Mozhen, the night Junqing walked to Yao Mozhen, and Wu doubted.

"He is so superficial." Yao Mozhen took a deep breath, but since he had decided to build a bright and flat road to the night, he would not bother him. After all, this is what she owes him.

"This king also thinks that he is not so superficial, then you said, why is this?" The night Junqing obviously has the meaning of a set of words.

"Do you want to know?" Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows and shone.

"Think!" Night Jun nodded.

"Then ask him!" Yao Mozhen looked innocently and said that he was mad, and the night Jun heard the sound, and his forehead suddenly appeared three black, and immediately he left without hesitation.

After confirming that the night Junqing will send troops to Goyang, Yao Mozhen has been worried about who will fall in the hands of the commander of the army. At this moment, when he heard the inquiry in the night, Yao Mozhen really wanted to laugh.

"The emperor, my nephew does not want to be a marshal, do not want to leave the emperor." Yao Mozhen twisted and leaned in the arms of the night, the heart of the stone finally fell. However, she still has some unreasonable feelings. What is the purpose of the night game?

"Hey, I have never asked for anything, this time, I am begging for a child, is it good?" The night game circumvented Yao Mo's chest of ink and spoiled the opening.

"But the nephew has not been a marshal, do not know how to be a marshal?" Yao Mo squinted, Fox doubted.

"It doesn't matter, you just remember, all the people must listen to you, what do you want them to do, what they must do, including the night Junqing, understand?" Night Hung is extremely patient.

"But the nephew is very stupid, won't fight, what should I do if I lose it?" Yao Mozhen pointed his fingers together and his expression was very sad.

" Lose it! If you lose, you can tell that you are not a strong person!" Noon nodded in nowhere, and there was no such thing as a joke. At this moment, Yao Mozhen understood that the reason why the night game was to let himself sit on the commander of the 100,000 army was to lose this battle. Before the closure of the cold out of the big Chu, has been accompanied by the night Junqing, now sealed off the cold to send troops, if the night is lost, it is the Litong traitor, this crime, enough to have the night of the Qing!

"Well, my nephew never competed for strength." Yao Mozhen nodded and smiled.

"Where is the promise of swearing?" Night sings joyfully watching Yao Mozhen, the pure face without a trace of impurities is suffocating and mad.

"The emperor let the deaf children do what, what do you want to do!" Yao Mozhen nodded seriously, and the heart was secretly lost. This marshal was made by her, otherwise the night Junqing was really dangerous this time.

"The whole harem, you can only believe in the nephew..." Night Hung feels that Yao Mozhen is in his arms, tight, as if to let go, this cute elf that God gave him. To disappear like that.

This night, the night of the game is surprisingly no joy in the bed, he just glared at Yao Mozhen, as if to break her into his heart, he fell in love with this idiot, night game no longer doubt .

On the next day, the breakfast was very good. The entire Guanyin Palace only heard the roar of the innocent night.