She didn't understand that the twelve princes knew that their master had been in a bad mood recently, and even if they didn't make a fuss, they still let a small concubine's room splash on their master's head.

Now it's even better. Suddenly it's against my master?

Is the love of the past false?

"The clouds are falling! Now you think that our imperial concubine has no use value, so you want to kick our imperial concubine away, don't you? " Beimingying raises her hand, wipes the blood from the corner of her lips, a pair of eyes full of hate, and falls on him without concealment.

Mo Yun walks to her step by step and looks down at her. She is very embarrassed: "you are a woman with impure mind. Why do you think my prince married you?"

North Ming Ying fingertip suddenly a tight, although clear he marries her purpose, but he says in front of so many servants, still make her feel a burst of embarrassment. "The prince only reluctantly married you in order to get the support of your Beiming clan. However, your disheartened Amar said that she would die and leave such a big mess behind to clean up for the prince. The prince was not angry and let you become the next wife. You should be satisfied."

Mo Yunluo scolded maliciously. It is obvious that in recent days, he fell from the distance close to heaven again, which made his mood drop quite big: "you'd better remember it for the prince. Next time you talk and do things in front of the prince, you'd better recognize your identity and situation first!"

The voice falls, the head also does not return of step to leave.

Seeing this, aunt Feng quickly climbed up from the ground with all her hands and feet to keep up with his departure, so as not to settle accounts later.

"Twelve imperial concubines..." Little Chu's eyes were red and he looked at his master. He didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

North Ming Ying self mocks to hook the lower lip corner.

Now, when her alma died and erniang fell ill, even her sister, the crown princess, was in front of the Alma hall. She suddenly said that she was disillusioned with the world of mortals. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with the ancient Buddha. She was the only normal brother, but she was still young

She didn't know when, why did she come to this step?

Do not know the future road, how to go?

At this moment, she really realized, what is called helplessness?

Looking at the past high and unattainable, like a peacock like master, suddenly like a vented ball, dispirited, Xiaochu could not say the pain in his heart.

For her and for myself.

The servants know best that once the master loses power, they are the ones who are the first to suffer.

"Twelve imperial concubines! Why don't you go to the lady and make the decision for you? " Like catching the last straw, Xiaochu egged on.

In any case, although there are no important members in the court of the Beiming clan, at least the imperial concubines in the back palace still support them. As long as the Beiming clan does not collapse, it is not impossible for the young master to step into the officialdom and support the whole Beiming clan when he grows up.

North Ming Ying pupil is first a bright, soon and dim down.

Now my cousin came back safe and sound. I'm afraid that Amar sent someone to assassinate him has already been in my aunt's ears.

No matter how much my aunt once doted on herself, she would not look good even if she was not involved in the daughter of the man who tried to kill her son.

Xiao Chu looked at his master's look in his eyes. He asked suspiciously: "the twelve imperial concubines are afraid. When you married the twelve imperial concubines, the noble concubines still don't let go?"

“.... Well

Hearing the speech, Xiao Chu immediately comforted him and said, "it wasn't your intention to marry the twelve princes. As long as you make it clear with your concubine, she will not..."

"Stop it!" North Ming Ying cut off her chattering words, arm support with the ground, pale face shaking up.

Small early busy hand to help her a, the bottom of my heart suspicious flavor gradually thick.

I don't know why she refused, looking for the help of the lady?

Isn't she aware of the current situation?

But then again, this time, after the 13th prince came back safely, she felt that her master was a little strange.

Happy is happy, but I always feel that there are some impure things in it.

The North Ming Ying didn't miss her facial expression change, don't want to explain, also can't explain, push away her to support her arm, stumble toward the mansion outside.

Little Chu was surprised and trotted up: "Twelve imperial concubines! Where are you going? "

"Back to the North underworld!"

"But your injury..."

"I can't die!" North Ming Ying light drift road.

If you are killed just now, it will be a relief.

Aware of the negative emotion of her master, Xiao Chu pursed her lower lip, and followed her silently without any more words.

I feel that her loss is only temporary. After some time, she will figure out what is the most important and what she should hold firmly in front of her——

"Twelve princes! Slow down, I can't keep up with you After a series of fright, aunt Feng, whose legs were weak, staggered behind him.

Mo Yunluo turned a deaf ear to her plea and walked forward with a calm face.

Aunt Feng bit her lip. Now she was a little pale. With a pair of deer like eyes that had not completely recovered from her fright, she was pitiful.

Stamping his foot, gathering up courage, he trotted forward to stop him.

"Twelve princes! You have to do it for me... "

"Go away!" As soon as she spoke, Mo Yunluo waved her aside violently.

"Ah With a scream, aunt Feng's body hit the grass heavily.

Mo Yunluo didn't even look at her. He walked right past her.

Koizumi couldn't bear it. He gave her a compassionate look and shook his head to keep up with his master.

These days, I'm afraid I can't live long in this mansion, even if I can't at least observe what I say?

Mo Yun falls into the study and tries to break through the shackles of reason.

With a sudden wave of his arm, all the objects on the desk were swept down to the ground.

Koizumi was startled. He quickly turned back and closed the door, so as not to be looked at: "twelve princes, please don't be angry "It's clear that the prince is close to the crown prince, but he is suddenly set up by someone, and that person is Beiming Hong who vowed to take the prince to the crown prince's position at the beginning!" Mentioning this matter, Mo Yunluo gritted his teeth. He wanted to dig him out of the grave and beat him to vent his hatred.

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