Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 893 Will there be times when you can't hold back?

Yunluo glanced at him lightly, ignored the expression on his face, and said in a low voice: "Let you out now. From now on, you are free, and you don't have to work for anyone anymore. "

Mo Shaoyuan frowned with rare dignity, "My lord, I once said never to betray, I was not joking."

Although in order to protect a certain woman, he seems to have broken this promise a little bit...

Yunluo laughed suddenly: "Mo Shaoyuan, opportunities don't always exist. You have to think clearly, if I let you out now, you will be able to pursue what you have always wanted...or someone, but if you continue to follow By my side, you can only do some shady things forever."

"Lord, rest assured, I will not forget who gave me my life."

What's more, there is only one person or thing he wants in this life.But that is destined to be an unattainable dream, and it will never belong to him.

Before Yunluo could speak, he raised his eyebrows suddenly. Even though he was tied up, he could still show that kind of suaveness, and asked, "The Lord let me be free, so you don't want me to snatch her?"

In the next second, he was swept over by a frost-like gaze.

Mo Shaoyuan shut his mouth embarrassingly.

It's better not to provoke a man who has been emotionally hurt casually, otherwise it's really not worth being killed by such eyes.

Yun Luo personally untied all the chains on his body. Mo Shaoyuan couldn't find support after a long time of losing his strength, and fell forward when his legs softened.

When "good intentions" caught him, Yunluo's face turned dark.

On the other hand, Mo Shaoyuan, who was leaning on him, chuckled, "My lord, what do you think of me?"

"What about it?" Yunluo glanced at him coldly, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Since both of you are emotionally hurt, why not...

Yunluo exerted all his strength suddenly, almost crushing him to death, "Mo Shaoyuan, do you want to die?" He interrupted him coldly.

Before the words finished, Mo Shaoyuan felt that the strength enough to support him suddenly disappeared, and the next second, his body fell hard to the ground. "Hiss" gasped, Mo Shaoyuan secretly regretted that he had made a joke, is he the one who is not guilty?He touched his nose, dragging the pain on his body, and the pain made his face change.

"It's best to pray that your injury will heal within three days. I don't raise waste here!"

Throwing a sentence coldly at the people on the ground, Yun Luojun's face was tense, and his slender figure gave people a strong sense of shadow and oppression.

Mo Shaoyuan laughed softly. Over the years, he seldom saw the Lord get angry. A single look can kill someone, so there is no need to get angry.

Finally one day, will there be a time when such a person can't hold back?

Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, you are really amazing.

He sighed, and a faint, almost invisible pampering flashed across his bright black eyes.

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For several days in a row, the people in Fengyang Palace lived in a low-pressure environment.

Ordinarily, Feng Qian felt that she was kissed that day, why should someone's anger disappear?
But a certain person seems to be addicted to playing, and knows to let her serve tea, water, and vegetables every day!

Feng Qian expressed her depression, she has been a servant for so long, can't he forgive her with a little grace?
Well, although she didn't find the point that she needs to be forgiven at all!

Bad man, smelly man!
"Hey, Jun Moying." Walking to the man who was buried in government affairs, Feng Qian tugged at his sleeve, ready to talk to him with affection and reason!

Jun Moying raised her eyebrows, "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)