Chapter 2065 (1/2)

As long as emperor Mo Xuan said no.

She would believe it unconditionally.

The wind chime hopes the vision, the instant does not instantaneous stare at emperor Mo Xuan.

That beautiful to let her suffocate, let her hard to hide his love face, so let her heart.

”Any factors that can hurt litters must be removed.” Emperor Mo Xuan said indifferently.

This answer also admitted that he was the one who had just dealt with Fengling.

Around the night, Emperor Mo Xuan calmly looked at the wind chime, but there was no trace of emotion at the bottom of his eyes: ”Fengling, I said that I had tolerated for several times because of grandma's face, but Again and again, you want to kill the baby... ”

He stopped, word by word, extremely cold: ”so, anything that will threaten or hurt xiaoluo'er, I will personally Powder, broken. ”

As pale as the wind chime.

She opened her eyes in disbelief, tears gushed out, and shook her head wildly: ”I don't believe Brother Di, I don't believe You are my elder brother Brother Di doesn't want my life for the sake of other women... ”

Emperor Mo Xuan looked at the wind chime with tears on his face.

He was not touched at all.

”Fengling, I will hang your head at the gate of Fengdi palace.”

After Fengling and grandma of the Imperial Palace, they started to fight against night Qingluo again and again.

In the Imperial Palace, grandma and Fengling, taking advantage of his absence, dispersed most of the forces in the Imperial Palace, built the palace on their own and established a Fengdi palace.

Their affection has long been broken.

Fengling stares at emperor Mo Xuan in shock.

I can't believe what my ears hear.

The night, which she regarded as her enemy, let her go.

She regarded her as a lover, loyal to his brother, but wanted to kill her.

How ironic is that?

Wind bell despairing eyes, did not stir emperor Mo Xuan a trace of sympathy and intolerance.

Emperor Mo Xuan side eyes, the whole body of flame, and the contour of the face, have become soft down.

He thin lips light hook, warm voice way: ”small Luo son, wait for me at the door, a while good.”

Night Qingluo grabs emperor Mo Xuan's sleeve: ”ah Xuan, no...”