Fengyang was dumbfounded.

The word "kill" dashed all her hopes.

For a long time, Fengyang's tears fell straight down and he couldn't even wipe them away.

However, tears could not wash her away. She once wanted to commit murder.

"Brother Liancheng, I know I was wrong, I was wrong... I won't dare to do it again. Can you let me go, okay? Just this time, I will never cause trouble for her again, never again. I swear,

Really, I swear!"

"Yu Hao, throw her out of the house. Close the door and see no guests." Mo Liancheng no longer wanted to see that face.

There has never been a moment when I was so disgusted as today.

His Tan'er would occasionally play some little tricks and tricks, but she never thought about taking their lives, yet they wanted her dead one after another? What if he had entered the palace at that time and not followed him?

Lou, at this moment, can she still be by his side safely?

He couldn't imagine...

"No! No, Sister-in-law of the Eight Kings, please let me go. From now on, I will not come to you again." Mo Fengyang suddenly begged Qu Tan'er, "Sister-in-law of the Eight Kings, please, I was wrong.

No, I don’t want to marry in Beiyuan. I don’t want..."

Qu Tan'er's eyes flashed slightly, but she pursed her lips and remained silent.

Facing a woman who wanted to kill herself, she really couldn't be too tolerant. What's more, just letting her Mo Fengyang marry was not killing her. What else did she want? According to Chinuya

According to Ma's description, Chinuman, the seventh prince of Beiyuan, is also a character. If Chinuman is really what Chinuman said, she, Mo Fengyang, is not worthy of him.

Yu Hao came in and struck without mercy.

He directly picked up Mo Fengyang, went to the gate, and threw her to a group of palace people who came with him outside.

Then he ordered the guards to close the door of the Eighth Prince's Mansion and put up a sign: The Eighth Prince's Mansion will not entertain guests these days.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Although the door of the Eighth Prince's Mansion is closed, it does not mean that some people cannot come in.

For example, the Fourteenth Prince rarely takes the right path?

A man jumped directly in from the wall outside the snow courtyard.

Qu Tan'er once again lamented that people with martial arts skills in ancient times were really good.

He can fly around easily...

"Eighth sister-in-law. I'm here."

As soon as Mo Jingxuan came to the courtyard, he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Calling soul, do you have something special to do?" Qu Tan'er raised her eyes slowly and glanced sideways at him. We haven't seen him for a few days. Is he idle again? He visits her whenever he has time.

Come here?

"Haha, I just aimed at Brother Ba being away, so I stole some time to walk around and have a look. Sister-in-law Eight wouldn't be so ruthless to drive me away. If Sister-in-law Eight drives me out, then I will.

He has become a wandering beggar and has no home."

"Did the Fourteenth Prince's Palace collapse?"

"No." Mo Jingxuan replied directly without doubting that he was there,

"Then where can you cool off and stay?" Qu Tan'er curled her lips and ignored him.

"Eighth sister-in-law, don't be so heartless. At least let me sit on the stool to warm it up before leaving." Mo Jingxuan immediately put on a flattering expression and without anyone else asking, he directly poured a cup of hot tea to moisten his throat. A cup of tea.

After eating, he saw that Qu Tan'er didn't speak, and couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked, "Does the eighth sister-in-law know about Fengyang's marriage?"

"Um."

"The date is set, the fifteenth of next month." Mo Jingxuan said calmly, unable to hide the sadness on his handsome face.

"You can't bear to leave her?" Qu Tan'er asked.
Chapter completed!