The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 692 is too much
"Mo Qingcheng, don't go too far, you are presumptuous."

Zuo Miao immediately couldn't accept Mo Qingcheng's humiliating words, and her eyes turned red.

Ever since she stepped into the rivers and lakes, no one has ever made her so ugly.

Mo Qingcheng smiled and said directly, not angry at all: "Are you still weaned? You are so old, and you still compete with me for fatherhood. If you are capable, you will look better than me. If you can't compare with appearance, then compare your inner self. Nothing compares to it, so just go home, wash and sleep, and don't come out to embarrass yourself."

Zuo Miao pointed at Mo Qingcheng, her fingers trembling, but she couldn't say a word.

Yesterday he looked like someone who was easy to bully, but why did he become so sharp yesterday, and what he said was really irrefutable, Zuo Miao was about to be pissed off.

Hong'er at the side supported Zuo Miao's body, and said with a cold face, "What kind of thing are you? You dare to point fingers at our young lady, let me tell you, our young lady is the daughter of the current martial arts leader."

The daughter of the martial arts leader!
Seeing that Mo Qingcheng stopped talking, Hong'er immediately looked at Mo Qingcheng arrogantly, thinking that Mo Qingcheng must be scared, and immediately looked at Mo Qingcheng arrogantly: "Our lady is not only the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, but also a twelve-year-old girl. The prince's little junior sister, if the prince knows that our young lady has been wronged here, I don't know if you will be able to stand here properly, princess."

Mo Qingcheng just looked at Hong'er and didn't speak, but couldn't help thinking in her heart, where would I go if I didn't stand here, this is her territory in the palace.

When had Zuo Miao seen Hong'er so powerful, she immediately looked at Hong'er with a smile on her lips, and looked at Mo Qingcheng with a hint of complacency in her eyes.

She and the third senior brother are brothers and sisters. They have been together for so many years, and they cannot be replaced by just one person.

Mo Qingcheng spoke slowly: "If you have anything else to say, it's better to finish it all at once. Don't wait to turn around and add more. Tell me what you have today!"

Hong'er heard the words, and immediately said mockingly: "We are here today to hope that you can be more sensible and understand your identity. Your identity is not worthy of the Twelve Princes at all. If you are sensible, leave on your own initiative, it's okay , don’t blame me for being rude if you don’t know what’s interesting.”

Mo Qingcheng's curious eyebrows jumped up when he heard the words, and he asked in confusion: "Then I don't know, what is your rudeness? What are you going to do to me?"

However, before Hong'er could think of a word to threaten Mo Qingcheng, a cold voice came from behind: "I don't know when people from the Martial Arts League can give orders in my palace casually. "

"Does the Wulin League want to declare war on my Twelve Princes' Palace?"

Mo Qingcheng looked over, with an unpredictable smile on the corner of her mouth. She had seen Di Jiuyang come back a long time ago, but she kept silent and let them continue talking. Coming here, if she didn't fight back at all, wouldn't she really become a persimmon.

Hong'er was startled, looked back, and immediately knelt on the ground in fright, Zuo Miao also saw Di Jiuyang, biting her lip, never thought that Di Jiuyang would come back so quickly, and also heard the conversation just now .

Di Jiuyang just walked to Mo Qingcheng with a cold face, looked at Mo Qingcheng's dazed look, and said helplessly and dotingly: "Have you eaten yet?"

(End of this chapter)