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Chapter 315 rumors like a flood of beasts

Even if the night game is strongly suppressed after listening to Xiaoyu's rumors, it can be said that it is like a flood of beasts. The more it is suppressed, the more it rebounds.

In Guan Gong, Yao Mozhen was bored and leaned on the chaise longue. He looked at the florist and Xiaoyou on the side of his body, and his heart was dull.

"Master, Sue Prince has arrived in Sugawara, Ben Lei put him under house arrest in Yao, but the Supreme Prince is very fierce. He climbed down from the bed several times. He almost climbed out of the government gate." Yin Xue will just get it. The news was reported to Yao Mozhen.

"With him, Ben Lei will always think of a way." Yao Mozhen lightly relieved his breath, only to take his eyes back from Xiaoyou.

"Master, you don't intend to give the antidote to the prince?" Yin Xue was a little surprised. At that time, the plan was to go to the original in the night, and Yao Mozhen would send the antidote to the past.

"If you really give him the antidote, Ben Lei is not far from death." Yao Mozhen leisurely got up and walked to the table, and the blind man subconsciously glanced at the door. Recently, in order to deal with the rumors, the night game has been I haven't entered the palace for five days. Yin Xue nodded and felt that Yao Mozhen’s words were very reasonable.

"You write a seal for the palace, and you are going to prepare for the thunder, and the palace will start after half a month." Yao Mozhen said that the cloud is light and windy, just like telling Tingyue dinner what to eat.

"Half month? Will it be too hasty?" Yin Xue did not expect Yao Mozhen to have such a decision, worried.

"It is indeed a bit hasty, but this palace must be done before the rumors are suppressed. This palace should use this rumor to help out, let the people of Dachu know that the reason why the night Junqing rebelled, because the night game is faint No way." Yao Mozhen walked forward step by step according to his own good game.

"Only by night, the alchemy?" Yin Xue did not agree.

"At that time, the battle with Lin Xi of Feng Yihan, the night of the game to save the palace, forced the night to clear the city, the incident has been whispered in the field, and now the palace is replayed, hope that the night will not let this The disappointment of the palace is ah." Yao Mozhen sly lips laughing, the eyes flashed a strange light.

"Master wants to go to the original?" Yin Xue suddenly, the heart suspended in the chest is finally falling.

"If the palace does not go, who will give the night Jun Qingjie antidote?" As long as I think of the night Junqing climbed down from the bed, Yao Mo's lips are more and more curved, she seems to miss the good show. .

Sugawara Yaofu Back Garden

"Wang Ye is gone again? This time I went to where I went! Tian Bo, let the family's family Ning all go out to find! Must find the lord back!" In the back garden, the thundering face is distorted, straight Shoot the thighs.

"The old slave will go!" Tian Bode immediately turned and retreated.

"How? Haven't you found Wang Ye?" After the thunder, the rain was stunned and anxiously asked.

"But it is not found! Wang Ye is really, not a child, but also crawling everywhere! We are busy with things, he is still adding chaos!"

"Don't you feel your feet?" The cold voice came out of the grass, and the thunder screamed and jumped in. It was only when he stood there that his hands were already red and swollen. Your own footprints.

"Wang Ye?" Rainy eyes pointed, when he saw the night Junqing hidden in the grass, he went up and lifted it up.

"Wang... Wang Ye?" Ben Lei’s face was green. How many times did he step on it? Did you say anything wrong? Running and thundering his head, I can’t remember clearly.

"Don't call Wang Ye, this king is a child." The memory of the night Junqing is obviously better than the Ben Lei.

"That... the child is also the prince, Wang Ye, in fact, it is not the meaning of running the thunder, Ben Lei feels it..." Seeing the night Jun Qing face a black line, rushing to the front, and diligently open.

"This king thinks that you can disappear." Night Junqing did not look at the thunder, let the rain help to walk back to the room.

"Ben Lei is really good for the prince. Now your legs are paralyzed, and you only have two hands to move freely. You have been climbing for a long time. If you have any bad hands in your hands, you have to feed them when you eat..." I really want to explain, but it is more and more black. At this moment, the face of Ye Junqing is also green.

"This king is starving to death and not to feed you! Roll!" Night Junqing was angry and angry, hate to look at the thunder.

"Wang Ye is angry, Ben Ray is really for the prince..." Ben Lei is also anxious, but now he can't say anything sweet words that can make the night Jun clear.

"If you are a good king, then give the king a roll! The non-stop rolling out of the king's sight! Rolling!" Night Jun Qing screaming and wanting to stir up the head of the thunder, but fortunately, the time of the thunder Will not be repaired by the night.

Until the body shape of Ben Lei disappeared into the room with the thunder, the night Jun Qing was relieved, and he turned to look at the rain on his face.

"Cough cough...Wang Ye thinks that the rain should also go out without stopping?" Rain can be compared to the rushing, and immediately the arm of the night is cleared, and when he wants to turn around, he is called back by the night.

"Actually....... You really have no antidote in your hand?" This question has been asked since the night of Junqing to reach the present, at least three times before the rain, as for others, the rain has not been counted, but the number of times can not be less .

"No. But even if there is, if there is no host to speak, we will never give it to the prince. In fact, why should the prince be eager for a moment, as long as the owner arrives at the original, it will naturally send the antidote to the prince." Real way.

"You... are you saying that Yao Mozhen will come?" The night of the monarchy was slightly shocked, and the suspicion looked to the rain.

"This is the news that just came yesterday. Didn't Ben Lei tell the prince?" Rain asked, raising his eyebrows and asking.

"Damn Ben Ray, don't let the king be good! Otherwise... Yao Mozhen really wants to come? When?" Night Jun Qing and regardless of the thunder, immediately asked.

"The time is still uncertain, but since the owner has come to the news, it can't be faked." Seeing the flashing light in the eyes of the night, although I don't know what this light means, I can at least prove that the owner has already been in the heart of the night. With the location, the rain thought.

"She came to the original time this time, will not go back?" Night Junqing continued to ask.

"This thing is still waiting for the master to come, Wang Ye asked himself, after all, the owner's meaning is not subordinate to the ability to guess, the prince's hand is only a bruise, no serious, the rain retired." Rain said, Turn around and leave.

After that, the night Junqing suddenly changed into a safe place, never climbed out of the room once, and Ben Lei and others will count the money, reorganize the soldiers and horses, waiting for Yao Mozhen's order anytime, anywhere.

The wind in the middle of the night is getting cold, and the more imperfect the palace in the late autumn, the more people feel the autumn. In Guan Gong, Yao Mozhen hand-picked the fish to the mouth of the night, and leaned against the night game, his eyebrows bent.

"Only when you are here, you will have a moment of relaxation. You are really a treasure in your heart." The night stalks the Yao Mo's blue silk, and the deep scorpion sings a deep light.

"The emperor is also the treasure of the deaf children." Yao Mo Xiaoxiao's heart is not heartless, but his heart is cold like frost, she wants to let her love her more before the departure, even if Yao Mozhen knows, now In the night of the game, she already has an irreplaceable position, but this is not enough.