The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 54: The smell is similar!

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Chapter 54 is similar in smell!

"This is a good saying! In the eyes of the layman, the Buddha is still a fool if he sits under the bodhi tree! In the end, he realized that he became a Buddha, and the lay regarded him as a god, so he was foolish and stupid. No one has said clearly since ancient times, isn't it, Wan'er?" Yan Nansheng raised his eyes lazily, the squishy waves flowed, and the corners of his mouth, which seemed to be non-smiling, evoked a meaningful arc.

"Nan Sheng and Mo Wan are really like-minded people." Yao Mowan raised her lips and smiled. On one side, Ye Junqing held the tabletop in time to ensure that she did not fall due to extreme anger.

"What kind of consonance is just like the same! Humph!" Ye Junqing abruptly got up and walked away. It was not until Ye Junqing was sure that Ye Junqing had gone far, and Yan Nansheng only caught the joking in his eyes and looked at Yao Mowan solemnly.

"Ben Lei can be allowed to surrender, presumably the girl will not hurt Jun Qing, but Nan Sheng still wants to ask, what is the girl's true intentions?" Yan Nan Sheng's not surprised Qingchen's tone is full of majesty , Making it difficult to lie under his watch.

"As long as the leader knows, Mo Wan will not hurt Prince Su. As for the intention, one day, Mo Wan will tell the truth, but it is not the time yet. I hope the leader will forgive me." Yao Mowan responded calmly .

When Yan Nansheng left, Yao Mowan slowly let go of the xuzi, and Shi Shiran walked out of Guanju Palace. Before he found Ye Junqing in the east wing, he knew where he had gone. As I walked all the way to the moonlight, my heart gradually calmed down. In the willow forest outside Changle Palace, that familiar figure stood in the midst, standing with hands.

Ye Junqing’s side face is reflected in the faint moonlight, as if it is coated with silver, making it more beautiful and handsome. The night breeze blows his long hair like ink, like a fairy general who walks on the moon by wind. Without a trace of dust, his figure is still consistent and steady. Such Ye Junqing's casual stop will attract the love and admiration of countless ladies and daughters, but in his eyes, there is only one person.

Heart, there was a pain for no reason. If she chose Ye Junqing instead of Ye Hongyi, what would be the result? But in this world, the cheapest is the if, most useless, Also if.

"This Liulin is part of the Changle Palace, and is considered a forbidden place." Yao Mowan Pingting walked towards Ye Junqing, the threat in her tone was far less than caring.

"This king thought you would accompany that **** in Guanju Palace to drink three hundred cups!" Ye Jun snorted coldly, but his eyes never left Changle Palace.

"How did Mo Wan's posture of the willow catch the big man's eyes? Those are just jokes, why should the prince care?" Yao Mowan slowly walked to Ye Junqing's side and looked at Changle Palace along his line of sight. , The place that carried her joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in the first half of her life, now there is only disgust.

"This king doesn't care about you!" Ye Junqing suddenly realized that something was wrong, and immediately bluntly explained. There is only Mo Xin in his heart, and he can no longer tolerate any woman, even if she is as smart as Mo Xin, even if she looks like Mo Xin, even if she is Mo Xin's sister, but she is not Mo Xin!

"The prince can rest assured, Mo Wan knows herself." Yao Mowan looked sad, and she responded sadly, looking at Changle Palace's eyes gradually stained with water. If there is still something worthy of her memory in that place, it is with Zhong During the ten months of getting along with the child, she felt that the vigorous little life was growing up every time she touched her hand on her lower abdomen. In the next second, Yao Mowan suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, her chest cramping, and her eyes suddenly A **** color enveloped, and immediately after, Yao Mowan only felt pitch black in front of her eyes, and only heard an urgent call in her ears.

"Hey! Are you...are you okay? Hey!" Just before he fell into a coma, Yao Mowan felt his body fall into a warm embrace and closed his eyes calmly.