Evil Emperor steals relatives: cold special concubine

Chapter 153 This Impatience Is Not That Irritability

The moonlit night is clear, bright and dark.

The 'injured' Haiyang was put down by Liu Liqing's husband.

As for whether she was really injured, Jun Mochu completely ignored her. She drank the wine and got angry. She saluted Liu Liqing in a dignified manner, then turned around and left.

No one stopped her.

After their emperor put down such words, they naturally didn't dare to stop her and could only watch her leave.

Even if my heart is full of anger, even if my heart is extremely unwilling, I can still bear it.

Fan Chen also got up, and left with a smile. His white and holy long gown flashed the cold afterglow under the moon, and no one dared to stop him.

Just kidding, who is Master Fanchen? He is a holy monk believed by the whole continent.

After Fanchen and Jun Mochu left, without the welcome banquet of the protagonist Haiyang, they suddenly became weird.

Bisheng Liu Liqing seemed to have a lot of nerves, pretending that nothing happened, and continued to joke with the ministers carelessly, invigorating the atmosphere.

Confused or cautious?

I am afraid that only I can know clearly.

"Aha, it's okay, it's okay, everyone should eat and drink. These things are carefully selected by my wife and prepared by me. You should give me a favor."

While speaking, he glanced at Mo Yantian's direction.

Mo Yantian understands that the tacit understanding between their mother and son has already been established and is understandable.

He nodded slightly, then turned and left.

There was a weird atmosphere in the whole banquet, and everyone could only bury their heads and eat hard. Since the madam had given her orders, they dared not disobey the face. If they didn't follow the orders, God knows what the madam who never played according to the cards would do. what kind of things to come.

Liu Liqing smiled, and the smile on the corner of his mouth continued to expand. In the eyes of everyone, such a smile made people feel scalp numb.

fine?

Is this all right?

Your future daughter-in-law was beaten, is that okay?

Everyone twitched the corners of their mouths inaudibly, but they also vaguely understood in their hearts that it seemed that Madam was also on Jun Mochu's side.

This recognition made the faces of the former Hai family's former members of Jiubu and others look ugly.

Back then, General Hai devoted himself to the dark world, and even lost his life for it, and the Hai family has never recovered.

Originally thought that as long as Miss Haiyang married Lord Huangzun, the Hai family would be able to maintain their original status in the dark world, but they didn't expect that the marriage was still unfinished, instead there would be a side issue, and such a woman would come out.

But this woman is not something they can act rashly.

In fact, they all understood that even if the emperor did not come forward to protect this woman, they would not really have the chance to kill Jun Mochu with Master Fan Chen around.

It's just that when they thought that Lord Huangzun would protect Jun Mochu indiscriminately, they were unwilling.

Everyone in Moxiang Pavilion has various thoughts and doubts in their hearts.

Outside the Moxiang Pavilion, Fan Chen and Jun Mochu had already walked a long way.

The cold moonlight spreads all over the ground, and the sparkling pond in the distance is reflected in rippling blue waves.

"Fang Cai, thank you for your shot." Jun Mochu calmly glanced at Fan Chen who was walking beside him, and said suddenly.

After the incident, she calmed down and understood that if she really killed that person at that time, the Dark Realm would not be able to stay any longer. Although she could leave and never come back to the Dark Realm, she might not be able to leave at that time. That's the problem.

There is no lack of masters in the dark world. Although she is very confident in her own skills, she has never thought that she can defeat a hundred with one hand. The most practical truth is to grow and become stronger down-to-earth.

She doesn't dream, let alone hold her own.

If she really killed that person and aroused the anger of the dark world, it might not be a simple one against a hundred, but maybe one against a thousand by then, she is not that awesome.

Hearing this, Fanchen walked slowly and paused slightly, then smiled slightly, "Young and impatient."

She is still young and possesses strength, so it is inevitable that she will be proud and irritable, and she will naturally dare to love and hate when she encounters unpleasant things. Give her a moment of peace of mind and peace.

He believed that she would do better in the future and go... further.

Fan Chen smiled lightly, looking through the dark blue sky, under the distant moonlight, to the distance.

It seems to see that side of the sky, that individual woman with a soul from another world, constantly struggling, running, Nirvana, step by step firmly walking towards the Nine Layers of Wonderland, looking down on the world.

Hearing Fanchen's words, Jun Mochu, who was in a great mood tonight, rarely thought of joking with the Great God, and said solemnly: "Great God, you are wrong, although I am young, but... ...definitely not 'rushed' at all."

After a pause, she was expressionless, looked at the perfect side face of the Great God very seriously, and said sincerely: "At least, I can be sure that I didn't have any reaction after reading the erotic book."

She really wasn't 'rushing' at all.

Hearing this, Fan Chen was startled, and immediately thought of something, two red clouds instantly flew over his face, and even his footsteps became chaotic.

He turned his head, and gave her a look of reproach and helplessness, "My daughter's family is full of nonsense." This impatience is not that impatience.

Of course, Fanchen knew that Jun Mochu was intentionally misinterpreting the meaning of his words, but in his many years of life, no one had ever said such... explicit words to him.

For a moment, Fan Chen felt that getting along with Jun Mo at the beginning was really... a lot of pressure.

Jun Mochu smiled, staring at him with starry eyes, "God, has anyone ever told you that you look shy... really cute?"

"..." The corner of the mouth of a generation of holy monks twitched instantly.

Immediately, he ignored Jun Mochu, flung his sleeves angrily, and left on his own.

Jun Mo touched his nose first, well, it turns out that saints can get angry too.

All the way back to his room, entered the house, before lighting the lamp, an extremely oppressive breath approached behind him.

Jun Mo was taken aback for a moment, felt the familiar fragrance, looked up, "Mo Yantian?"

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The first update, there will be more later