The Killer Also Crosses the Series The Lovers Are Relentless

Chapter 112
While speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Dangdang's eyes, and smiled with no sadness or joy and no emotion: "Let's go, in this world, no one needs to be nice to anyone."

Dangdang was silent for a while, raised his hand and put the porcelain bottle in his hand on the table in the room, and walked out without saying a word.

Seeing Dangdang leave silently, after gently closing the door from the outside, Mo Yu leaned back, quietly looking at the light gauze bed curtain above her head.

The corner of the mouth slowly hooked up.

Heart, but bleeding down.

Even if she was killed by her own people in the original time and space, she had never felt such a feeling of being betrayed.
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Mingyue leaned on the reclining chair, lazily and coquettishly teasing a new black cat on her lap.

His eyes were looking at Mo Yu all the time.

She raised her eyebrows and carefully observed Mo Yu standing in front of her, and inadvertently met those cold eyes. For some reason, Ming Yue couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Such unwavering calm eyes are actually more frightening than any pair of sharp eyes.

But Mo Yu didn't seem to notice Mingyue's peeping at all, he lowered his head and played with the jade card in his hand indifferently, looked at the name on it, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

She has seen this jade tablet before, and more than once.

It's just that the name on it has been re-polished and re-engraved for another one.

The original Ye Han was replaced by the current Mo Yu.

The ball of the thumb lightly slid over the unevenness on the jade pendant, and the eyes gradually turned cold.

With a flick of the finger, the jade tablet was released, drawing a soft emerald green light in the air, and then it fell impartially into the brocade box placed on the table, neatly lined up with other jade pendants.

"I don't need this jade token."

"What do you mean?"

Mingyue's eyes turned cold, and her legs were tired into a ball. Enjoying her gentle touch, she pinched the black cat and threw it on the ground, pointing like an orchid, and gently and casually flicked the cat's hair off the skirt.

Sit up straight from the imperial concubine chair, raise your eyes to meet Mo Yu's eyes, and slightly frowned: "I asked you to directly replace Ye Han's seat, because the superiors gave you grace, and it doesn't allow whether you want it or not."

(End of this chapter)