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Chapter 180, What happened to me as a palace girl!

"In fact, Duan Duo is more than anyone who wants to be able to give up the idea of ​​being an emperor. The dragon chair is not so good to sit on! If her death can make the night son and Yao Suzhen turn against each other, then they will dispel the ambition of the emperor. "What she wants!" Yao Mozhen said faintly, and his heart flashed a little helplessness. He went to the night and went to the base. I don’t know how many people died. If the emperor is so good, there is already a man-made rebellion, and he can wait for him. What about the night!

As Yao Mozhen expected, since they left, Duan Qirou did not step out of the bamboo sea, she was waiting, she was also betting...

In the Huaqing Palace, when Yao Zhenting told Yao Suzhen what happened to Duan Qiruo’s cliff, Yao Suzhen’s glamorous face showed unmistakable glory.

"Su-huh, my father is a dead-hearted person who wants to help King King. There is no turning back in the bow. You and I have no room for regret!" After his prime minister died in name, Yao Zhenting put all his heart in his help. The night son is enthroned on this matter.

"Sui Yu promised that his father would not regret this decision, and the emperor has already begun to seize power. The father and the prime minister did not do anything. Now, as long as Yao Mozhen casually said this in front of the emperor, his father’s head may not be able to survive. With Jing Wang, the father, there is no worries." Yao Su 鸾 鸾 阴 阴 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚

After leaving Huaqing Palace, Yao Zhenting slammed his head. During this time, his eyelids kept jumping, and his heart was always upset. It seemed that something big was going to happen.

"My father has a **** cloud! Tingyue, is this the so-called black cloud cover?" The voice of Qingyue sounded, and Yao Zhenting heard it, and he saw Yao Mozhen standing in front of himself. There is still a kitten in her arms.

"The Niangniang, the slaves heard that the clouds cover the top, and the Yintang is black, it is a bad omen!" Tingyue attached to the road.

"Shoukou, the old man's hall is a prime minister, and you are a maid who is talking nonsense here!" In the moment of seeing Yao Mozhen, Yao Zhenting suddenly felt blood flowing in the air. If it was not because of his identity, Yao Zhenting really wanted to rush to Yao. Mo Zhen was torn in half.

"Ting Yue is not a nonsense? Look at this direction, the father should come out from Huaqing Palace. Now the people in the entire palace know that the second sister's Huaqing Palace is very filthy. Everyone is afraid of it. The father goes, I am afraid that it will be a lot of suffocating, it will be clouded, and Mo Zhen advised his father to be careful during this time." Yao Mozhen clears the sputum, the smile of the lips is unpredictable.

"Yao Mozhen, if you are not chewing on the roots with the emperor, the old man will be the end now! But you don't like it, there will always be one day, the old man will make you regret it!" Yao Zhenting made a curse, he made a success, his first piece The matter was to tie Yao Mozhen to the execution ground and watched her be executed by Ling Xiao.

"My father's sentence is really awkward. If it is not for the nephew to persuade the emperor to deflate, his father's head is now uncertain." Yao Mo squats with a clear voice, a serious way.

"You will be so kind!" Since that day, Yao Zhenting carefully considered the past and couldn't help but fear that if Yao Mozhen thought, he would have lost his life.

"It seems that only the father knows my heart well, and the child is naturally not so kind. The child thinks that it is not enough to cut the father's head so early, although the game always has a day to finish, but the child pays attention to it. The process of the game is too boring at the end of the game. Does the father say that?" Yao Mo's idle look completely angered Yao Zhenting.

"Yao Mozhen, whoever is dead is not yet known, you don't feel too early!" Throwing this sentence, Yao Zhenting angrily bypassed Yao Mozhen, when he was about to leave, Yao Mozhen suddenly pushed the small good in his arms. Xiaoyou was over-excited and slammed into Yao Zhenting. The sharp claws were embedded in Yao Zhenting's shoulders through the placket.

"Hey.....It’s a pain! The **** animal! The old man has to pinch you, you can’t!” Just when Yao Zhenting’s slap in the face of Xiaoyou’s slap in the face, the night’s game suddenly appeared in Yao Zhenting. In front of him, in the arms, Yao Mozhen’s tears rolled like a broken bead.

"Yao Zhenting, what have you just said?" The voice of the haze reveals the chill of the bones. The eyes of the night game are like two black holes, Yao Zhenting.

"The old minister glimpsed the emperor....." At this moment, Yao Zhenting knew that he was in the way of Yao Mozhen.

"The emperor... The father is a little good, no child..." What a vivid and lively sentence, the face of the night game suddenly clouded.

"Back to the emperor, the old minister just..." Even though he is in the heart of Cao Ying in the Han, but now, his master is still the night of the game. Just when Yao Zhenting wanted to explain, the night game was first opened.

"From now on, there is no call for blasphemy, and the prince does not have to enter the palace." Leave this sentence, the night singer turned to look at Yao Mozhen, distressed to wipe away the tears of Yao Mozhen, do not look at Yao Zhenting A glance at leaving.

"Ting Yue, send his father, and ... hold Xiaoyou back." Yao Mozhen deliberately pretended to be a sly look, handed a look to Ting Yue.

"The slaves obeyed." Tingyue understood his intentions and respected the ceremony.

Waiting for the night to take Yao Mo's away, Ting Yue walked to Yao Zhenting.

"It seems that the goddess is right, the gods are really the top of the clouds." Tingyue’s face was schadenfreaked, and the voice was ironic.

"Bold, you are a palace girl..." Yao Zhenting had a sigh of relief, and now he was degraded by a palace lady.

"What happened to me as a palace girl? Although Tingyue’s position is humble, she can do things with a clear conscience. How many grievances did the two ladies have suffered in Yao Xiangfu on that day! If not the master pampered, how could the second lady die? Everyone said One day couples have a hundred days of grace, but the second lady is not as good as a dog in the eyes of the lord! But now, the old man is just a beast in the eyes of Tingyue! Oh, yes, it’s still a rootless animal, that 'No root water' or Tingyue personally teased, the lord can still be satisfied?" Ting Yuexi looked at Yao Zhenting, the eyes are full of sorrow.

"There is no reason for this! Dead hoes, you actually dare..." Yao Zhenting was mad at the gasp, and the little one in his hand got rid of the gap and slammed away. When he jumped, he did not forget to leave a few deep in Yao Zhenting’s hand. Deep blood marks.

"Don't forget, this is the palace. It is not a place where the lord can just let go. I believe that the master should know the way out of the palace. The slave will not send it. The master is free." After Tingyue finished, he turned around and strode. Leave.

Turning around for a moment, Tingyue's hands clasped his chest and followed the master for so long. Tingyue also recognized the master's trick and half style. Only this arrogant child, she couldn't learn the momentum of the master. However, Ting Yue believes that even if she can't paint, she will definitely be able to kill Yao Zhenting.

This time, Yao Zhenting completely went out and wanted to put the whole body in the night, and of course, this is also in the middle of Yao Mozhen.

Ten days after Duan Yuruo’s cliff, the night son appeared in Huaqing Palace.

The inner room, the fragrant scent, the candlelight swaying, and the flickering light of the night illuminate the face of the night owl. Just ten days, the night child seems to have changed personally, and the handsome face is unbearable. Because of weight loss, the cheekbones appear extraordinarily awkward.

"Wang Yejie mourning, Wang Hao's death is also a little smelly, I did not expect things to come so suddenly." Yao Suzhen looked sad, Yu refers to the pot for the night to dump a cup of tea.