stocking the prince to death

Chapter 509 He Doesn't Believe A Word
With such an excellent person standing in front of him, what should he do with the emperor he protects?
On Mo Cang's wrinkled face, he made no secret of his killing intent towards Mo Qi, "Huiji will be hurt! I can't tolerate you like this!"

"Hey!" Mo Qi leaned over, buckled Mo Cang between the dragon chairs, looked at his face, and suddenly laughed lowly, "Yes, being too good is a mistake!"

She stared into Mo Cang's eyes, "So, who is Father paving the way for?"

Catching the flash of panic in Mo Cang's eyes, she straightened up, sneered,
"No matter who the father and king have been fighting for in the past ten years or so, the son-in-law now only advises one sentence, if no one offends me, I will not offend others, if anyone offends me, I will pay back three times!"

After the words fell, Mo Qi walked away leisurely.

At this point, she has nothing to say!
It's time to beat, it's time to threaten.

She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with threatening the king of a country like this, let alone that the king of a country was still her cheap father.

She hadn't thought about proclaiming the emperor, she just wanted a ten-mile radius to be enough for her life to be worry-free.

But if these people hit her gunpoint, she would naturally not be too cowardly to resist.

Mo Cang looked at Mo Qiqingrun's back, grabbed the dragon chair with his fingers, and his veins burst out.

He stared at Mo Qi firmly, if someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend him?
joke!

He didn't believe that, as a prince, she would not be interested in such a temptation of the throne!

He didn't believe a single word of what Mo Qi said just now!
The Rong family produced three generations of empresses, and two more generations of emperors were connected with the Rong family.

They have the same blood.

How is this possible?

Not to mention anything else, he must get rid of the crown prince just because his relatives are growing bigger!

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Mo Qi's footsteps were leisurely, as if walking in a courtyard.

Her eyes fell on Ji Ruyue, and the coldness in her eyes suddenly turned into warmth.

There was a bright smile on the corner of her mouth unconsciously, which was a bright smile with warmth.

Ji Ruyue's tightly pursed lips raised an arc unconsciously.

He watched Mo Qi walk in, and the chrysanthemum filled the void in his heart, soft and warm, as if Mo Qi was the only one left in his eyes.

What Emperor Kun Palace, what Mo Cang, what Li Enhui, all turned into nothingness now.

All he could see was the man who was slowly walking towards him.

"Ji Ruyue!" Mo Qi walked in with a soft voice.

"Well, I'm here."

Ji Ruyue pulled Mo Qi into her arms, his eyes were burning.

Seeing this, Mo Qi pushed him angrily, "Your rotten peach blossoms haven't been resolved yet, don't touch me!"

Hearing this, Ji Ruyue raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Cang.

Mo Cang only felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, his face turned pale and then blue again.

Li Enhui's whole body seemed to be turned into a sculpture.

The conversation between Mo Qi and Mo Cang just now did not lower her voice at all, so she heard it clearly.

She never imagined that the relationship between His Highness the Crown Prince and the Emperor has become so tense.

She was trembling, wondering if it was because of the secret of her arrival, her face turned pale.

And what Mo Qi said to Ji Ruyue just now made her tremble.

"Don't..." Moisture gathered in her eyes, and she looked at Ji Ruyue with a pitiful look.

Ji Ruyue seemed to regard Li Enhui as transparent, and said directly, "Mo Cang, the next imperial edict is to divorce the engagement!

Mo Cang's face darkened.

The emperor's name was called out so easily by Ji Ruyue, but he couldn't do anything!
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(End of this chapter)