MTL - The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils-Chapter 28 Give him you!

Mo Qingyun took Fengchen to the hall, and the empress did not arrive.

Fengchen Ling raised his head and looked around, trying to find the shadow of Qian in his heart.

At last I saw that she was sitting in front, sipping a glass of wine, and did not look at them. Maybe ... maybe she didn't know she was coming in.

The quieter hall suddenly boiled.

"Who is the man holding the four princesses? New, happy?"

"You don't know then, that's the four-sided princess of the six princesses." The other responded, and said nodding in the direction of Mo Qingli.

"How can the four princesses of the six princesses ... be with the four princesses?" The other said in surprise.

...

Fengchenling heard these voices, and kept his hands together. What to do, what to do, it seemed that everyone had misunderstood.

Mo Qingfeng held Fengchenling's hand tightly, giving him a little strength. Then his eyes swept across the ministers coldly, and there was a little anger in his face. Everywhere the ministers went, they closed their mouths.

The noisy hall suddenly quieted down, and the atmosphere was a little weird. Mo Qingli pulled Fengchen Ling to Mo Qingli and said with a small voice: "Mo Qingli."

Everyone raised their ears and listened to the conversation between the two princesses.

"What's the matter?" Mo Qingli lowered the wine glass in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at Mo Qingli. When her eyes touched Fengchen Ling, Mo Qingli froze clearly, and then saw their hands clasped together. Ink stained eyes were holding back anger, "If you are looking for me to show off with this man, I advise you to avoid it."

Mo Qingli said something insincere, but Mu Tianlang still saw her current mood from the two fists clenched by Mo Qingli.

Mu Tianlang lifted his eyes and looked at Fengchen Ling. When he touched Fengchen Ling's face, he stared at it, and then a faint smile on Jun's face looked at Fengchen Ling-it was still good, but it was a pity Body bones are too weak.

"Mo Qingli, are you speaking like this, are you still personal? Chen Ling, Chen Ling ..." Mo Qingyan roared at Mo Qingli pretending to be angry, she did not intentionally finish the next words, so she wanted to give Mo Qingli had the illusion that she and Fengchenling had a very close relationship now.

Dust? !! Ha ha……

Mo Qingli's eyes flashed a bit of coldness, lowered his eyebrows, and stroked the little fox in his arms. Sakura's lips were lightly opened. "How he is, it has nothing to do with me."

The little fox shivered, and Mo Qingli was stroking and touching her, and she was clearly trying to catch it. It hurts, the little fox lifted his eyes and looked at Mo Qingli, but when he saw the coldness of Mo Qingli's face, he winced again and arched into Mo Qingli's arms.

Fengchen Ling simply did not believe that these words were spoken from Mo Qingli's mouth, and he could not help crying: "Wife Master ..."

"Mo Qingli," Mo Qingying grabbed Fengchenling and said, "Do you know how Chenling misses you every day? Even thinking of you while eating and sleeping, you still treat him that way!"

Want to eat and sleep? Mo Qingli sneered twice, afraid that you are all eating and sleeping together! Also pretending to be Gao Jie.

"Since you know him so well, I'll give it to you!" Mo Qingli said lightly, but her heart had already set off a terrible storm, and God knew how uncomfortable her heart was.

It was as if the stuck fishbone was finally swallowed, but the esophagus was marked with a long bloodstain.

He was the first person to let her know what a distressed person was. But he didn't trust her, and he left with Mo quickly after leaving the house.

Hehe ... Since you love each other, then she will fulfill you! She's never been a dogger.

Fengchen Ling heard that the heart stopped shooting for a moment. He covered his chest and took two steps back. He couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it. A person he loved so easily treated him like a commodity. And threw it to another person.

Mo Qingxi wanted to laugh, everything was as she expected, but looking at Fengchenling, her heart couldn't help but follow cho / u and move. She quickly helped Fengchenling, "Dusting, are you okay?"

Fengchenling now only feels xiong / sulking mouth, sore eyes, sore throat, and heart like a knife cut. In short, it is uncomfortable everywhere.

After glaring at Mo Mo severely, she helped Fengchenling to sit in her own position.

The ministers in the hall exchanged their gazes and chose to keep silent.

Mo Qingqin had a little time from left to right and hugged him, and gave him a thumbs up-high, really high!

In this regard, Mo Qing smiled at her indifferently.

After a while, the Empress and Ouyang Haoxuan appeared in the hall. With the loud and loud voice of a slave, the Empress and Ouyang Haoxuan and the concubines behind them entered the hall together.

Everyone got up and shouted "Long live the Queen, live long live the long lived Queen".

"Zhong Aiqing is flat," said the empress, sitting still.

After the female crown spoke some scenes, she began singing and dancing performances. After three rounds of drinking, Xiaoyao Yunyan's timing was almost the same, and she won a glance at Xiaoyao Yunya not far away. Qing Yu casually gave a reason to prepare to go away.

I did n’t know there was an episode in the middle, why did Mo Qingyu go out with Xiaoyao Yunyao? Xiaoyao Yunyao spent a lot of effort to convince Mo Qingyu, and then wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and quickly Backed out.

Mo Qingli noticed Xiaoyan Yunyan's small movements around her, but at this time, she had no mood to care about it. Just a glass of wine in his mouth.

This picture really ruined Mu Tianlang, Mo Qingli was drunk, so let him be slaughtered! Hahaha ... Mu Tianlang had some surprises in his heart.

So not only did he not stop Mo Qingli from drinking, he couldn't stop drinking her.

As soon as the dance was closed, the reported slave-in-law chanted, "Prince Xiaoyao dances-Liu Li."

Mo Qingyu, who waited until he could not come to Xiaoyao Yunyun, was anxious, and when he was about to go out to find him, he heard the slave report.

Mo Qingyu murmured in his heart, what Prince Xiaoyao would not say is Xiaoyao Yunyao!

Sure enough, as soon as he went to the temple, Mo Qingyu found that it was Xiaoyao Yunyun. Although he changed his appearance and covered his face with a tulle, the figure and movement were obviously Yunyao Yun.

A bad hunch sprang up in Mo Qingyu's heart.

Xiaoyao Yun's dress is very bold. He is just decorated with a few layers of tulle all over his body, and nothing else. The white jade skin is looming under the tulle. With the sound of music, he begins to dance. He is a man who respects the country. He doesn't like the men of the Motian Dynasty. He twists his waist and jumps into some sloppy and charming moves.

From the song, it can be seen that it is not like the gentle tunes of the Motian Dynasty, but it is like a roar of thousands of horses and horses. The sound of gongs and drums and the combination of silk and bamboo are like people seeing majestic never seen The scene brought everyone a strong feast of hearing.

Xiaoyao Yunyan danced with the music. His dance was not like his dress. His dance brought a trace of women to be fortitude and perseverance. Every footstep and every hand movement all drew the hearts of the people present.

This is not a dance, it's more like telling a story, and Xiaoyao Yunyi is the one telling the story.

The queen loosened Ouyang Haoxuan's waist and legs, fascinated her eyes, and watched the dance intently. The same is true of the ministers. They have never seen such a magnificent dance, and only one person has brushed their hearts as if they were thousands of horses.

Originally thinking that Xiaoyao Yunyun had only a stunning face, he did not expect that he had such a moving talent.

The dance was closed, and the crowd was still indulged in the dancing pose of Xiaoyao Yunyun. The empress took the lead and stood up, clapped her hands, and said, "OK, OK!"

At this moment, all the people reacted, and they all stood up with the empress, applauded, and the applause kept flowing.

"Your dance is not like the dances and men of this palace. Lift your veil off to see!" The Empress locked her eyes on Xiaoyao Yunxuan, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Yes, queen." Xiaoyao Yunyan stared at the queen sitting high, her eyes dazzling, and then in the hot, hot eyes of the queen, she slowly opened her veil.

Eyebrows are picturesque, eyes are like stars, and skin is like curd, these words can't be used too much on him.

"Okay, what a beauty." The queen patted her hands, her eyes never moved, she just stared at Xiaoyao Yunyun who was kneeling. She drank slightly and forgot that the man in front of her was her daughter's husband.

"I wish the queen to stay in her youth," Xiaoyao Yunxun said. The voice is gentle and melodious, with a touch of charm.

Mo Qingyu still sat down at this moment. She stood up suddenly, "Mother Emperor Yun Yun and I have prepared for this surprise for a long time!"

Uncle Yun? The queen thought for a moment, "Oh, you're the Xiaoyun Yunyao?"

Xiaoyao Yunyao had some strange things about Mo Qingyu who was both blind and disturbing himself. After hearing the Queen ’s question, Xiaoyao Yunya bowed his head and behaved like a shame.

He did not call the Empress the Mother Empress, nor did he claim to be a son-in-law. The purpose is to make the empress have an illusion, an illusion that he is actually the empress.

The queen carefully looked at Fan Xiaoyao again, and nodded her head, and then said to Mo Qingyu, "It's hard for you to think for me like this, come, reward!"

"Mother Xie."

Mo Qingyu took Xiaoyao Yunzhang out and changed his clothes before entering the hall. However, it can be seen that Mo Qingyu's face is extremely bad.

After the dance before Xiaoyao Yunji, everyone felt boring and tacky when they looked at any dance.

During the period, some ministers toasted to the queen and said some words of blessing, and the queen also drank one by one. Drinking too much wine, a touch of big peach, red, climbed to her face, but also revealed a trace of a different taste.

I wondered which minister shouted, "The Queen may wish her a birthday!"