MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 7 a little white face killed alive

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The seventh chapter is a little white face killed alive.

"Slaves... know." Ting Yue knows nod.

"Tingyue, if you don't agree with me, I will give you a piece of money and send you away." For a person who has not had such a painful experience, it is impossible for her to experience her pain. Yao Mozhen Don't blame Tingyue, but can't risk leaving someone who has doubts about yourself.

"In the eyes of Tingyue, the lady is right to do anything! As long as the young lady orders, Tingyue will excuse this life, and he will not hesitate!" Tingyue, a word, powerful.

"It’s cold, go back...” Yao Mozhen’s lips are slightly squinted, smiling and looking at Tingyue. She believes that one day, Tingyue will understand what she meant, but now she should have a good night's sleep.

On the following day, Yao Tu reported the incident of fire in the firewood to Yao Zhenting. Yao Zhenting never put these little things in his heart.

"How is the Queen's mourning?" In the study, Yao Zhenting was tired and leaned on the chair. Since the emperor claimed that the empress was dying of dystocia, it was natural to bury the scenery of Yao Moxin with the emperor's courtesy. Yao Xiangfu as a family member, inevitably to filial piety.

"Back to the lord, everything is ready, just wait for the court to set the date." Yao Tu respectfully looked back.

"Okay, let's go!" Yao Zhenting pointed to the temple, and Yao Moxin and Su Wang were both dead and dead. Now he only asks Yao Moxin's things will not affect Yao's position in the emperor's mind, otherwise It is worth the loss.

"Master... Yu Yuxin has already dealt with it, Yunde troupe has also moved away from the Imperial City and will never come back." Yao Tu whispered.

"If you kill, you don't feel hateful. If she didn't have a noble daughter, the old man killed her by hand!" Yao Zhenting frowned and pressed his hand in the temple to increase the gravity.

"The old slaves retire." Yao Tu has not had much to say, this is one of the reasons why Yao Zhenting trusts him.

Ning Wah Court

The sun shone through the criss-crossing windows and sprinkled the mottled shadows. On the bed, Yao Mo was beautiful and screaming, the forehead was covered with fine sweat beads, and the koi, which was tightly held by both hands, was already wrinkled.

"Ah-Zhong Er!" The screaming voice suddenly sounded, and Yao Mozhen suddenly got up and gasped. Although in the dream, the scene of the cold palace was incomparably true in Yao Mo’s mind, let her I am immersed.

"Miss, are you okay?" At this time, Tingyue heard the sound coming in and worried.

"Nothing... just a nightmare, did Liu wake up?" Yao Mo's tears of the corners of his eyes were not traced, and he screamed for a long breath.

"Come on, waiting in the hall." Tingyue according to the truth.

"Why didn't you wake me up? Take the clothes." Yao Mozhen looked up at the window and estimated that it was almost noon.

"The slave is watching the lady too tired, so she can't bear to wake up the lady." Seeing Yao Mo's anxious, Ting Yue took off his clothes from the hanger and helped Yao Mozhen to wash.

When Yao Mozhen walked out of the inner room, Liu Xingzhen respectfully stood in the middle of the hall.

"Why didn't you sit and wait?" Yao Mozhen suspicion.

"Liu Xing is a slave, how can I wait for the young lady?" Seeing Yao Mozhen coming out, Liu Xing’s eyes reveal a happy color. Yao Mozhen saw all this in his eyes, and his heart flashed a hint of helplessness.

“Yu Yu’s heart is dead?” Yao Mozhen did not let Liu Xing sit down and let him figure out this relationship, so as to avoid deep roots and ask for trouble.

"Miss really thinks like a god. Last night, Liu wakes up and finds someone secretly behind Yu Yu's heart. He is screaming at him and being beaten and kicked by several masked people." Liu Xing worshipped and looked at Yao Mozhen.