The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Yun Qingcheng looked down at Mo Zhuyue who was close at hand, his eyes were filled with gentleness, he smiled softly and said: "Actually, I came to see you, just to see you. Everything is fine in Tianshan Mountain, there is nothing occur."

"..."

Mo Zhuyue was a little dumb, but it was the best thing for her that Tianshan was fine.

"It seems that you really have a lot of leisure time, so you came here to see me."

Yun Qingcheng smiled softly, did not continue Mo Zhuyue's topic, and said leisurely: "Long Junao is not dead, do you know?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Zhuyue's eyes, which was actually expected.I haven't heard about Nanyue's change of owner for so long, so there may be only one, and Long Junao is not dead.

There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth, she was lucky that she didn't die, she killed him with her own hands, thinking he would die, but unexpectedly, he was really lucky.

"That's all you want to say?"

"More than that." Yun Qingcheng said: "Nanyue married the first princess of the Eastern Jin Dynasty with fifteen cities as the betrothal gift."

Mo Zhuyue raised his eyebrows, what was in Long Junao's mind, to marry the first princess of Dongjin with fifteen cities, I don't know what he thought in his heart, the fifteen cities were already Nanyue's three One-third of the country, isn't this giving up one-third of the country in your hands?

She would not think that Long Junao fell in love with some first princess.

Sure enough, Long Junao was not made to be the head of a country.

With Nanyue in his hands, he will lose sooner or later.

"What does this have to do with me?"

She is now living with Long Canghao, relatives and friends in Heifengya, which is the happiest thing for her. She no longer thinks about generals and officialdom, these have nothing to do with her.

Besides, what she wants to do most now is to properly raise the fetus in her womb and raise her into an adult.

Yun Qingcheng looked at Mo Zhuyue's face, a bewitching light flashed in his handsome eyes, but it just passed by.

"One more thing, do you know that after ten days, it will be the day when the Heavenly Saintess will appear?"

Mo Zhuyue narrowed her eyes, "This matter has nothing to do with me, does it?"

She doesn't want to care about the matter of the saint.

Yun Qingcheng suddenly took a step forward, approaching Mo Zhuyue: "Do you know the Yi people?"

Mo Zhuyue was taken aback for a moment, the Yi nationality...is that mysterious small nation she knew, would children of the same sex born of the same blood have the same face?

Mo Zhuyue squinted her eyes, feeling that something was wrong with Yun Qingcheng today, he talked about a lot of topics today, and was very sensitive, before, he would never talk about these things with Mo Zhuyue.

Looking at Yun Qingcheng in front of him, there was a deep and coquettish light in his eyes, and the mixture of fiery red and white transparent colors seemed strange.

Mo Zhuyue took two steps back subconsciously: "You are not Yun Qingcheng, who are you?"

The person in front of her felt too strange to her, and she had been leading her into a conspiracy. She didn't know who this person was, but she knew that it was definitely not Yun Qingcheng.

Suddenly, Yun Qingcheng in front of him laughed wantonly, a burst of fiery red smoke surrounded him, and the smoke faded away as soon as possible. Standing in front of Mo Zhuyue was a flirtatious woman, swaying in a long red dress, with a pair of eyes The eyes are crimson, with light flickering inside, and the long eyelashes are like butterfly wings.