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Chapter 271 The Tyrant Needs Me to Shun Mao 17
Looking into Yan Ge's clear eyes, after several struggles, Murong Li slowly revealed the secret she buried deepest in her heart.

For some reason, she trusted Yan Ge so much for no reason.

But after he finished speaking, his heart did feel a lot more at ease, as if he had settled a matter on his mind.

"Have you tried to contact Mr. Zhang after you entered the palace?"

Murong Li raised her fingers to wipe away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and said sadly: "How dare I communicate outside the palace?"

Yan Ge smiled softly: "This matter is easy to handle, I will send the letter for you."

Murong Li couldn't help being surprised.

Although the tyrant does not set foot in the harem, the harem is heavily guarded, and any disturbance will alarm the tyrant.

Sending a message... how is it possible?

Seeing Murong Li's doubts, Yan Ge patted her hand comfortingly, "A few days ago, I sent a letter to my father, and I also received a reply from my father."

When Yan Ge said this, Murong Li, who was on tenterhooks, immediately calmed down.

She held Yan Ge's hands gratefully, and vowed, "The princess is so kind, Murong Li will definitely repay her!"

"Don't talk about this among friends."

Yan Ge wiped away the tears rolling down her cheeks, and comforted her softly: "Wipe off the tears and go write a letter to your beloved Mr. Zhang."

As she spoke, she joked, "Don't worry, I will never peek at your sweet words."

Murong Li smiled through tears and was extremely moved.

After finishing these little secrets between women, the two sat across the table and copied the Lotus Sutra for the tyrant who pretended to be sick.

It wasn't until the sky was dark that Murong Li picked up her day's achievements and returned to the palace.

However, she was robbed by the queen's people on the way.

At the same time, Yan Ge also ushered in her "life and death" battle!

The great devil tyrant came to find her.

Seeing him with a gloomy expression and full of tyranny pinching the letter written by Murong Li to Prince Wang, Yan Ge didn't rush forward to comfort him, giggling and trembling.

The tyrant threw the knife at him with a single glance, not only did not have the slightest deterrent effect, but made Yan Ge burst into tears of laughter, and bent over to cover his sore stomach from laughing without image.

After Yan Ge's smile eased, she stepped forward gracefully, reaching for the letter in the tyrant's hand.

But Yan Ge didn't get the letter as he wished, the moment she reached out, the tyrant pinned her down on the bed.

The bloodthirsty and sinister atmosphere shrouded, Quan Xiao's eyes seemed to be the hell's will-o'-the-wisp that could ignite all souls, directly hitting the terror in the soul.

Words, as if picked out from between the teeth.

He gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to chew human bones into pieces.

"How long have you been in the Central Plains? When did you meet other men? Tell me!"

Yan Ge raised his eyebrows lightly, smiling like a flower, "Your Majesty is angry?"

Quan Xiao's brows became ferocious, like a ghost, and there was a trace of treachery on his lips, and he paused every word, "Do you want to die?"

Yan Ge glanced back lightly, then looked away, and his tone became loose, "Since your Majesty knows that I have not been in the Central Plains for a long time, you still ask me such a naive question."

Quan Xiao was stunned for a while.

While the long eyelashes were trembling slightly, the terrifying look in his eyes subsided, and he took Yan Sing's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Wen Liang pinched Yan Ge's round face with long fingers, and the tyrant's voice was filled with amusement, "Send a message for someone else? Huh?"

Yan Ge grinned a few times after being pinched, raised his hand and slapped Quan Xiao's dragon claws away, "What else? You fell into the vinegar vat and drank a full stomach of vinegar and blamed me. It's really unreasonable!"

　Good night, meme chirp
　　
　
(End of this chapter)