Domineering female general: The evildoer is too black-bellied

Chapter 288
At that time, the eyes shined on the entrance of the hall. Mu Li, who was sitting upright on a high place, met his eyes. I could only see that this person was stunned for a moment, but actually smiled.

Before, if it was true: she, Mei Zhaorong, had never looked straight at Mu Li.

'Back then, how could I, who had a high spirit, pay attention to this little person who lived in the corner of the inner palace like an ant?Little people, I'm afraid not!Yes, I'm afraid, at that time, in Mei Zhaorong's mind, she still couldn't afford to be a small person. '

When Mu Li first entered the Northern Border Kingdom, she was still so inconspicuous. At best, she was just a rather weak figure in the palace. Even, together with the servants in the inner palace, they could bully her at will. When, Mu Li, stepped out of the 'Huachang Pavilion' again, he was weak, as if anyone could easily crush it in the palm of his hand, but he was poorly imprisoned inside. In the palace, even, there is no way to resist half a point.

However, there is such a 'humble' woman in the inner palace who seems to be bullied by others, but I, in the end, never thought that this woman's life is very hard, and her bones are even harder!Even with himself, unexpectedly, he completely underestimated her. At the beginning, he was not prepared, but in the end, he was completely defeated by her, moreover, he lost completely!
This time, I was finally able to calm down and look at Mu Li carefully: at this moment, the woman sitting on the high place in the hall is quietly, it seems, there is no sound. At this moment, such a quiet person, Sitting on the first place just like that, looking at himself quietly.

"Today, I came to see you just because I wanted to come here and ask a question: Is he, but, still alive?"

It wasn't until today that Mu Li noticed that Mei Zhaorong, as expected, had a good voice.

Hearing this voice, it was delicate and soft, warm and soft. After a while, the questioning was not very listenable, but at this moment, it was extremely pleasant to be spoken by her.

At this time, Mu Li, hearing the words, didn't open his mouth to answer, but still sat firmly in his seat, drinking tea calmly.

Look at the surface of the water, the floating mist gradually condenses into water droplets, hanging directly on the wall of the white jade porcelain cup held in his hand.

Mei Zhaorong greeted Mu Li with a calm gaze, and Mu Li, once again, clearly felt, as if, a familiar gaze was watching him faintly. Trance eyes.

Looking at it, the tea in the cup has already bottomed out.

After thinking about it again and again, suddenly, Mu Li lowered his voice, caring for himself, and said slowly: "Young lady, who are you talking to now?"

Hearing this, Mei Zhaorong's face flickered a few times, and the words she thought were all choked in her throat, her throat was dry and tight, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, only, the next moment, she calmed down slightly , raised his face again, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "With you, empress."

At this moment, Mei Zhaorong seemed to be looking forward to a confrontation, and the smiling eyes suddenly withdrew from between the two of them.Mei Zhaorong, suddenly, raised a step, moved to the outer hall, let out a breath, still, contemptuous of Mu Li, bit her lower lip tightly, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, slave, I want to ask: the master of this slave, Now, is he still alive? How is he doing? "

See her, finally, ask firmly.

Mu Li, in the end, couldn't answer, and it was hard to evade.

"died."

Only these two words, only, the answer is also, simply.

(End of this chapter)