Chapter 480: Love, cannot tolerate a grain of sand 6

480: Words Crush Normal-Expert Level 6 Answers

Shishi said this while he stepped forward and warmly put on Mo Yihuai's shoulder. "Come, shall we go to Baihualou, or ... Yi Hong Yuan? Well, I haven't been there for a while Now, I do n’t know if Xiaochunhong can remember the king ... By the way, I remember that there is also a Yihong courtyard in the eight kings palace. "

"Seventeenth brother, you are more and more able to speak."

Mo Yihuai avoided fourteen since he was cooked.

"This ... Look at people. Being with you, I thought of going to the kiln. When I met my eighth brother, I could only talk about the piano and talk about painting. There was no way." Absolutely.

Let it go, you have no way to refute.

What is watching people? Isn't it grand? Zi, can only be considered a grade for visiting the kiln?

"Brother, what do you want to say?" Morian City looked at the palace door, and his posture was really heart-warming.

"Don't you like to be upward? Why suddenly change your mind?" Mo Yihuai asked.

The emergence of Morian City made his sense of crisis heavier and more difficult than dealing with Mojiyan.

No, even though he is a prince, the chances of his succession are greatly reduced. Once, their brothers were fighting because Morin City did not intervene, and "unintentionally" emperor. Now, why come back at this critical moment? Almost everyone caught off guard.

When these people realized that something was wrong, Morian City had already stood at an absolute high.

Not that they said they wanted to pull it down.

He had only been in the dynasty for less than a month, and most of the courtiers had clearly leaned towards the city of Merlin, and even his father was overjoyed.

Morien City only glanced at Brother Wang slightly, shook his head with a smile, but did not answer.

I just want to go forward, but let Mo Yihuai stop, "Everyone, please give me a word."

"My king suddenly wanted to experience it. Standing on the highest point and looking down, what was the scenery?"

"..." After listening to Mo Yihuai, his face couldn't be blacker.

Just such a sentence, there is no need to speak straight, it is clear enough.

Mo Liancheng walked slightly, bypassing Mo Yihuai calmly.

Just taking a few steps, a person rushed to meet him, it was Yu Hao.

"What happened?" Yu Hao hadn't said anything yet, Mo Liancheng frowned.

Yu Hao hurriedly said, "The government sent someone to inform her that the princess had abdominal pain, and it was estimated that she was about to give birth."

"What?" Morian's face changed.

No longer care about manners, rushed out.

The two masters and servants performed light work like a gust of wind drifting away.

A fourteenth Lord stood in place, stunned for a long time, blinked, and there was no figure in front of him.

"Hachiman is finally giving birth ..." murmured, a little sighing, a little joyful, and complicated.

Eight Royal Palaces, Snow Courtyard.

It was boiling, and the girls were holding things, and the frequency of coming in and going out was breathtaking.

And Qu Taner's bedroom on the roof.

No one has ever noticed that someone is lying lazily on the side and teasing a bird.

"Bee, we are going back soon."

"Squeak, squeak ..." exclaimed excitedly.

"Wait for her child."

"Squeak ..." These sounds were a little worried.

"Aura ... should still be on top for a while." The man looked up at the sky, a bit resentful, as if he hated the world very much, "whatever broken place, even a little aura is so thin."

"Squeak! ..."

"Uh-huh."

This man and a bird are still talking.

(End of this chapter)