The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

Mo Yan's face suddenly sank: "draft?"

"Not bad."

Shen Fan said with a smile, "this draft is very particular. The pretty girl who enters the palace must be a young girl from a noble family with a good face and pure blood. The Empress Dowager said that the daughters of many famous families in the imperial capital are of marriageable age, so they can be called into the palace. First, they can accept the harem, and second, they can choose concubines for the princes. Madam President, we can take the opportunity to arrange a few young women from yingsha pavilion to go in and re install their identities. If they succeed, they may become concubines, or princesses, or even princesses. This will be a great help! "

However, the expected praise did not appear.

Mo Yan's face was so ugly that it was as dark as hell, and his cold eyes overflowed with almost real murderous Qi.

Draft?

When young girls of noble families reach the marriageable age, should they enter the palace?

Ziqianmo will soon be 16 years old. In Beilan, she is already a suitable age for marriage. In addition, the dog emperor has always liked her appearance, so he will not miss this opportunity and try his best to get her to the palace to participate in the talent show.

He's not allowed!

Shen fan was startled: "will... President? Subordinate, did you say something wrong? "

The whole person shrunk.

So terrible!

Standing here, as if in the blade of a storm, she was covered in cold sweat, and the overflowing murderous Qi cut her whole body in pain.

She has always been very thoughtful and knows how to figure out the meaning of the master, otherwise she would not have the status of today.

But today.

Shen fan can't understand Mo Yan.

Why is he angry?

He should be happy.

"If you don't think your subordinates' suggestions are appropriate and there are no suitable women in yingsha pavilion to sneak in, you can also choose some marriageable girls from the Xiao family, Su family, Yun family and Zi family to bribe them, coerce them and let them serve us."

"Get out." Mo Yan's face was cold, and there was a sea of blood floating in his eyes,

Not to mention Zijia.

As soon as he heard these two words, he thought of ziqianmo, and his anger was even stronger.

Shen fan's face was as white as a dead man's for a moment. There was a flicker of water in the corner of his eyes. He knelt down and begged: "President..."

She had a hard time coming out of the palace.

She has only one chance to see him every three months. God knows, she has ninety-one days in three months, and the other ninety days are looking forward to today.

The president is her savior.

It was he who gave her a home and a place to show her talent.

From a long time ago, when she was standing in the slave market dirty, she was rescued from the abyss by the handsome young master in black, who was like the coming of God. Her heart had been occupied.

"You don't need a pretty girl."

Mo Yan stood up, tall body shrouded in the shadow, "never need."

His little stranger.

Never fall into a dirty harem.

He has to speed up the plan.

No one should be killed. Clean up!

The uneasiness in my heart gradually expanded.

He was eager to see little Momo.

Eager to hold her in his arms, touch, rub, so as to confirm that she is still.

However.

When Mo Yan just stepped into the room on the top floor.

He heard the rosefinch smile Yingying way: "Mr. Mo, I drew a picture, you see if it looks good."

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