Ning Yuling is dead! He died in front of Mo LAN, under the cold blade.

To save him.

"It's all right. How can something happen in this hall!" Mo Lan said with a farfetched smile and sat down on one chair. "In fact, you should ask the people of the situ family about the situ family."

"Situ Nanfeng is from Shiyun country?" Leng Qingyan asked.

"In addition to Shiyun country, which country do you think has the surname situ?" Mo LAN asked. Leng Qingyan's eyes dodged Mo Lan's eyes, and his eyes were full of panic. Baigu Mo Xuan's uncle was from the Shiyun country, that is to say, Baigu Mo Xuan's mother was from the Shiyun country, and a prince must be a princess.

If Baigu Moxuan's mother is the princess of Shiyun country, Baigu Moxuan must be related to situ Jiaojiao. If so, will Baigu Moxuan help situ Jiaojiao deal with Chen Yi!

Thinking of this, Yan couldn't calm down. Baigu Moxuan brought Lai Xiang last time and didn't say anything about cooperation. This can be seen from Chen's attitude towards him. So what did Baigu Moxuan talk to Chen when he came back?

"Little lady, you're not short around him. You should know him better than our temple! He told us whether Lai Xiang was killed by him!" Mo Lan's face suddenly came up to Leng Qingyan. Leng Qingyan was frightened, and his eyes flashed away from his lazy eyes.

"I don't know. Don't ask me, your highness Mo LAN. I... Don't know anything." Leng Qingyan's eyes flickered flustered.

Mo Lan's face changed several times, and the corners of his mouth aroused a mocking smile. His lips were close to her ear and said, "how can you compare with him in the past? How can you not know his ambition? Does the little lady want to do something to you?"

When Mo LAN spoke, his big hand circled Leng Qingyan's waist from behind, his head leaned on her shoulder, and his eyes were joking. Fingertips pinched the thin belt and played with it. It seemed that as long as Leng Qingyan dared to say no, she would take off her clothes.

Leng Qingyan knows Mo Lan's temper very well. He knows that what he can do at this time is better not to talk. This man's temper is terrible.

"Why don't you speak!" Mo LAN asked when she didn't speak.

"..." can't say. If you don't say it, you have nothing to attack. Leng Qingyan thought.

"You think this temple is joking with you!" Mo Lan's face was a little bad, and he was about to pull away Leng Qingyan's belt. Suddenly, there was a sound of knocking outside the door.

"Your Highness Mo LAN, my Lord, please." the voice was Bai Qing's voice, and Leng Qingyan jumped flustered. Bai Qing is Chen Yi's counselor. Is it necessary for a counselor to invite Mo LAN in person?

There is only one possibility, that is, Bai Qing knows his situation. He is here to save himself! Thinking of this, Leng Qingyan was a little grateful. She felt that Mo Lan's hand around her waist loosened a little. As soon as she was relieved, she heard Mo LAN say to the outside:

"Bai Jushi, the hall has fallen asleep. Please go back and tell your majesty that the Japanese hall will personally go to see your majesty to say goodbye." Mo Lan's voice rang in Leng Qingyan's ear, and his mood could not be heard in a faint voice. Mo Lan said that he was silent outside for a long time. Mo Lan thought Bai Qing had gone and stared at Leng Qingyan in his arms. Looking at her stunning Yan, the more she looked, the more she liked her. He directly picked up Leng Qingyan and went to the bed.

Leng Qingyan was thrown on the bed by Mo LAN without any pity. Her head hit the bed board. It hurt so much that she almost cried out.

"Little lady, we have done everything you asked us to do. Now it's time for you to repay us." Mo Lan's tall figure is like a huge dark curtain, covering the moonlight on Leng Qingyan's head.

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