Chapter 112 Who Is the Oriole (1)

In a word, Luo Fei, who was baring her teeth and claws, collapsed on the ground again.

"Okay, come here!"

Mu Wenxuan watched the development of the whole thing, and wanted to sigh that it was a complete drama.Originally thought that this kind of method of killing people without blood was only found in dramas, but I didn't want to see it today.

The harem.

"Yeah, I have nothing. But, Liangyue! Don't be too complacent! Do you think you can have the emperor's love for how long? The emperor is ruthless. Sooner or later, you will understand!"

The guard repeated this sentence like crazy and dragged Luo Fei down.

Leng Luanyue's expression was a little dazed.

In my memory, the rain that day was majestic.

Thin drizzles of rain drenched her body and chilled her heart.

There was a woman with a gorgeous face, a lotus face, brows like thick ink, and Jianshui eyes like smoke, who said similar words clamorously.

she says.

"Sharp as a love, why did it break in the end? Leng Luanyue, even if you have the talent to count the world, you have miscalculated a person. Since ancient times, the emperor has no love, the emperor's love, how long do you think you can have it? Ha ha···"

At that time she was Leng Luanyue.

Now she is Liangyue.

The two scenes overlap each other, flickering and flickering.

The emperor is ruthless, and the way of heaven is ruthless.

Even if she counted all the spring, she couldn't count how long this cold love could last.

"Moon."

Mu Wenxuan stretched out his hand and covered her ears.

"Yue'er, don't listen."

Yue'er, don't listen.

These words are very similar to the night when he was assassinated in the southern country.Mu Wenxuan did the same, covering her eyes and saying: "Yue'er, don't look."

Don't listen, don't look.

Do nothing?
However, Mu Wenxuan didn't know.

She heard what she should hear and what she shouldn't hear.

She saw what she should see and what she shouldn't see.

"Concubine Lai Luo's tongue was cut off."

In the distance, the mad roar of the woman can still be heard.

Then, after a shrill scream, there was silence.

In this warm spring palace, all the beauties can't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

This is Mu Wenxuan's ruthlessness.

Cruel to people who don't care.

(End of this chapter)

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