"Good strategy." The queen looked at Mo Qinghan appreciatively.
Mo Qingqin turned from fear to joy, and she knew that she must have a way to help herself.
Mo Qingli frowned, their meaning couldn't be more obvious, that is to find a scapegoat, and said that it was ordered by the Fengyang Dynasty to frame the Motian Dynasty, so that the Motian Dynasty can successfully exclude themselves , and can let the Fengyang Dynasty and the Xiaoyao Dynasty kill each other.
However, the figures of Xiaoyao Yunyan and Feng Qingjue kept coming to mind. If so, what about the two of them
Thinking of this, Mo Qingli raised her head and called out, "Emperor Mother, son..."
Before Mo Qingli could finish speaking, the Queen waved her hand and interrupted Mo Qingli's next words, "Li'er, you go down first! Han'er and Qin'er stay here, the Queen has something to ask you!"
Mo Qingli wanted to say something more, but seeing that the queen was very impatient, she had no choice but to get up and leave.
"My son will leave."
Before leaving, she glanced at Mo Qinghan and Mo Qingqin, and she could clearly see that there was a trace of complacency in their eyes, and a trace of ridicule towards herself.
Withdrawing his gaze, he stepped out of the hall.
The night in the palace seemed extremely deserted, without a trace of humanity. Mo Qingli tightened her clothes, and the corner of her mouth curled up in a mocking arc. When will I actually feel cold, and even feel a little lonely. I think I once stayed in the ground alone, and practiced alone for tens of thousands of years, but I didn't feel lonely. Now just walking alone makes me feel lonely.
However, this kind of taste really made Mo Qingli unable to let go.
"Princess Six, please stay."
A melodious voice came from behind, interrupting Mo Qingli's self-mockery. Turning around and looking at the person coming, Mo Qingli's face darkened a bit.
But there was a lot of etiquette, she bowed to the visitor, "Concubine Xuan."
If Mo Qingli is dissatisfied with this place, it is that he has to salute others, and others have to salute himself.
"Hehe... the sixth princess is so polite." Ouyang Haoxuan smiled lightly, then walked up to Mo Qingli, and helped Mo Qingli with both hands, "Please get up!"
Mo Qingli felt his warm hand covering the back of her own, frowned displeased, and took it back without a trace, "Concubine Xuan has nothing to say to Erchen, and Erchen is leaving."
With that said, Mo Qingli turned around and wanted to leave.
How could Ouyang Haoxuan let Mo Qingli leave so easily, he grabbed Mo Qingli's hand, "Li'er."
That cry is sweet and crisp to the bone, like the freshly brewed honey, which makes people unable to extricate themselves. Unfortunately, he met a zombie who did not eat honey.
"Hand, take, open." Mo Qingli's face darkened again, watching Ouyang Haoxuan speak word by word, Mo Ran's pupils looked extraordinarily cold in the night.
Perhaps Ouyang Haoxuan had never seen Mo Qingli like this before, when she said this, he was so shocked that he almost let go of his hands. However, he was not one of those little kids, so he still held onto Mo Qingli's hand tightly, not letting go.
"Li'er," Ouyang Haoxuan looked at Mo Qingli with tears in his eyes, "Are you really so indifferent to me?"
Mo Qingli was a little confused. Since she possessed herself, and this time, she has only seen him twice. How can she be indifferent or not