Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love

Speaking of this, Luo Yue’s face was stunned. The next moment, sighing and sighing, he began to speak.

"After her mother died, she only left Senna. I didn't take good care of her. After Senna was born, she was sick and sick. The palace doctor said, Senna is not one year old, and finally Fortunately, the national teacher made a rescue, and Senna was able to be safe until now. However, the national teacher also said that if Senna was to live forever, she would have to be in the Xuanyuan Imperial City on the day of Senna’s 19-year-old birthday. One time to throw a hydrangea game, the man who got the embroidered ball is the husband who is destined for Senna! This husband, his life, and Senna is a natural pair, will protect Senna for a lifetime!"

Luo Yue opened his mouth and sighed.

When I finished this, my eyes swept away and I looked at the night.

When I heard Luo Yue’s words, I saw his eyes falling on him, and the night of the face was suddenly changed!

Thinking of the hydrangea game that day, I also struggled to grab the embroidered ball.

Originally thought that Rosena was just the rare lion in the world, who did not know, that Rosena, not the lion, but an ugly woman!

At the thought of this, the night Moyu felt very angry.

I heard the words of Luo Yue just now, and the brows were close together, but they were not tied.

God is destined for the day! ?

I really saw the ghost!

He is not the ugly beggar!

If he wants him to face this ugly day and night, he is better off dead!

Just thinking about it in the night of the night, I couldn’t help but scream at Rosena.

For the mind of Night Moyu, the night ink monk who sits on will know! ?

When listening to Luo Yue's words, the face of the night ink, can not help but a little bit of sympathy.

For the experience of Luo Yue, it is also very lamentable.

"If this is the case, then you will hold a hydrangea game for the county owner! At that time, the men who are desperate to be in Beijing will participate, and they will find the husband of the county!"

The night ink monk opened his mouth and said with enthusiasm.

However, when Luo Yue heard the words, he shook his hand and smiled.

"I have no trouble with the emperor. In the first two days, I have already held a hydrangea competition in Beijing. Senna’s destined husband, I have already found it."

Speaking of this, Luo Yue’s gaze is even more on the night.

When I heard Luo Yue’s words, I saw that he fell on his own body with a deep eye, and the night ink face suddenly changed.

Compared with the night of the change of color, the night ink monk sitting on the dragon seat, when he heard Luo Yue’s words, his face was slightly stunned.

The next moment, goodbye to Luo Yue's gaze that fell on the night of the night, the narrow black scorpion, first flickering, as if to understand what it is like, red lips slightly open, hook lips smile.

"Oh, then, who is the destined husband of the Senna County Lord!" General Luo Dawei can bring it to you."

When I heard the words of the night ink, Luo Yue’s mouth was first glimpsed. Then, when the red lips were opened, they turned to the night ink and smiled.

"I don't want to be emperor. On the same day, I held a hydrangea game in Beijing. The man who grabbed the embroidered ball was the 19th King, Night Moyu!"

As Luo Yue said this, the audience was wow.

The people around him were full of shocked and strange eyes, and they all fell on the night.

After all, when you saw Rosena, you only thought that Rosena was ugly.

When I heard Luo Yue’s words, I only thought that the man who grabbed the embroidered ball would have lost the eleventh generation of bad luck and would grab the embroidered ball!

Unexpectedly, the man who had fallen for ten years of bad luck, would actually be the 19th prince of the Xuanyuan Empire, night Moyu!

Ever since, everyone’s gaze on the night of the night is also shocking, but also unbelievable, sympathetic, and pity, more, and gloating.

After all, there were a lot of people present, but they were teased by the night ink!

Nowadays, I think that Luo Yue is in the presence of the emperor, mentioning this matter, and then thinking about the relationship between the two countries, I want to come, this time, the night ink is also difficult to fly!

In this regard, Su wine is also the way to think.

After all, she is not a fool.

Luo Yue is in front of the night of the ink, and mentioning this matter, it must be known that if it is the temper of the night ink, he wants him to sing Rosena, the night ink will not agree, so it will be with the night ink Raise this matter.

The night ink monarch is the emperor of the Xuanyuan Empire, and naturally it is important to focus on the overall situation.

Since, at the beginning of the night, Moyu grabbed Luo Yue's embroidered ball, then he was responsible for Rosena.

However, to the night Moyu this is like the temper of the wild horse, perhaps, even if the night ink is really intended to ask him to sing Rosena, night Moyu will not be willing! ?

At that time, if the night ink is in the face of so many people's resistance, the night ink face is not guaranteed, think of this, the wine is not for the night ink, a cold sweat.

Although the night ink is looking at the gentle, but the saying goes, with the king as a tiger...

At that time, if the night ink is against the purpose of Rosena, she should not rush to the night, and hold the mouth of the night! ?

Just as the sake of Su Shi was in a hurry, I saw that the eyes of Ye Mojun were falling tightly on the night of Mo Mo, and the red lips began to open.

"Want to come, Ayu is not too young, it is time to get married, since Ayu grabbed the embroidered ball, there is the person destined to be the king of Senna, so that is the case..."

Night Mojun spoke, and when he said it, he deliberately paused.

Even so, everyone in the room, who understands people, naturally understands the meaning of the night ink.

Night Mojun is now, but to marry Night Moyu and Rosena!

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the eyes of the night Moyu, but also sympathy and regret...

After all, the night ink looks good, but he wants to marry an ugly woman...

When I think of it, everyone feels sorry and sympathy for Night Moyu.

Compared with the sympathetic eyes of everyone around, Night Moyu did not care about it at this moment.

Even if the night ink is too stupid, I can hear the meaning of the night ink in this moment.

Thinking of this, the night of the night of Mo Mou could not help but be shocked, a sense of panic, immediately from his heart straight into the heart.

When the red lips started, the night Moyu almost didn't even think about it, and he opened his mouth.

"No! I don't want to marry her!"

Night Moyu opened his mouth and looked excited.

After all, he only hates eternal life forever and can't see this ugly!

If he is to be ugly, he is better off dead!

Thinking of this, Night Moyu is even more angry.

Compared to the night of the excitement of the night, Yu Mojun, sitting on the night ink, heard the words of the night ink, the face suddenly changed!