Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 322: : Shameless Emperor (3)

　　 "Mai...Miya?" Emperor Fu Xiang looked at the girl who was trembling like catkins in front of him, and his eyes instantly became complicated.

　　 "Father...Is what she said...is true? Mother...and me..." Mai Ya's voice was shaking almost unbearably, she looked at Emperor Fuxiang helplessly, tears The flickering eyes glowed, as if begging, begging that everything he had just heard was a lie.

　　 Emperor Fuxiang frowned slightly, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the monsoon smoke that was sitting on the throne, not smiling.

　　 She did it on purpose!

　　 All these are deliberately arranged by Monsoon Smoke!

　　 "Monsoon smoke, what do you mean?" Emperor Fuxiang frowned, and he didn't know what Monsoon smoke wanted to do.

　　 Monsoon Smoke smiled slightly and said: "It's meaningless. At the beginning, you Fu Xiangguo fought against China, wasn't it because of this princess? Since it was because of her, I naturally wanted to figure it out."

　　 Emperor Fuxiang gritted his teeth, and he didn't want to experience the dying despair just now, and Monsoon Smoke also made him realize that if she wanted to kill him, he would have no power to fight back.

　　Don't say that the entrance to the main hall has been sealed by the ancient dragon, or it hasn't been blocked, there are ancient dragons outside, even if his palace guards don't even want to step into the main hall.

　　 Emperor Fuxiang struggled again and again, but in the end he couldn't let go of his safety. He turned his head and looked at his daughter who had been beloved for more than ten years, but his eyes had faded away.

　　 "Miya."

　　 Mai Ya shook slightly, she had never heard of her, and the father called her name in such a strange tone.

　　 "Do you know how much I hate you?" Emperor Fu Xiang's voice was uninteresting and emotional, as cold as frost.

　　 "You look like your mother, but how do you know how much I hate this face." Emperor Fuxiang flashed a vicious look in his eyes. In order to maintain his image, he pretended to be infatuated. Zai, facing a disgusting face all day long, he has long since abandoned it to the extreme.

　　 "Father...Father..." Mai Ya was shaking almost unstoppable. She couldn't believe that the father who had loved herself for more than ten years would say such cruel things to her.

　　 "Why, why do you treat me this way, so many queens..." Big tears fell from Mai Ya's eyes, and her heart that had been warmed for more than ten years was touched by herself at this moment. The father's words were torn, chewed, and thrown into the ice cellar.

　　 Emperor Fuxiang stopped looking at Mai Ya, and turned to look at Monsoon Smoke.

　　 "Emperor, I apologize for Fu Xiangguo's previous behavior. I am willing to offer gold and silver jewelry to resolve the previous misunderstanding. If you want to stay, Mai Ya will stay, I will only treat her as if she is dead."

　　 Mai Ya stood aside in despair, looking at Emperor Fuxiang’s cruel and ruthless back, the arms that sheltered her from the wind and rain in my memory were disintegrating a little bit.

　　 Monsoon Smoke silently saw all this in her eyes. After a while, she smiled and said: "Miya, I dare not stay."

　　Emperor Fuxiang has a touch of joy in his eyes.

　　 But... Jifeng Yan said again: "She is the prince of your Fuxiang country, how can I let her stay in China?"

The words of 　　 monsoon smoke gave Emperor Fuxiang a moment. He did not understand the meaning of the words of monsoon smoke, but the ancient dragon blocking the entrance of the hall suddenly took a step back, slightly lifted its front paws, and lifted it up. The few people who were carrying them were thrown directly into the hall!

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