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The moonlight is like water, and Mo Qing is walking aimlessly on the street

A purple robe was stretched back from the waist down on the ground, inside was armor and silver armor because of the habit of fighting for three years, and in order to prevent the chest from protruding, a diamond-shaped purple jade was inlaid in the middle of the purple belt on the forehead, hair hanging down the back to above the waist

There is a wide purple belt around the waist, tight pants on the legs, short armor on the outside, up to the thighs, and iron boots over the knees on the legs, and there will be a "tapping ~" sound when walking...

In the past, Mo Qing liked to wear black clothes, because they looked inconspicuous but could leave an impression on others. Chang Yi liked low-key people~

She wears a hair crown just to look good, because Chang Yi said that she doesn't like sloppy people, but now she really has no thoughts at all, as if everything in the past was illusory...

Even though she has her own palace and her own identity, she still finds that she has nothing. She can't treat the emperor and empress as her family, and she can't forgive Mo Yu. For her, in the past and present, she actually has nothing.

The only person who likes her regardless of the worldly vision is now in someone else's arms, in someone else's home, bearing children for someone else...

"My lord?"

Mo Qing stopped. Who was calling her?Voices behind?Turning the body around, what the eyes saw, was dressed in white, with a green crown and blue silk, that face was still the same as in the previous life, but it did not have the expression of the previous life, indifferent, ignoring...

Lord Ling looked at the way Mo Qing turned around, his face was still so charming, the crystal on his forehead looked even more mysterious, his figure under the moonlight gave him a feeling of helplessness for some reason, his clothes were really different from the past , unparalleled evil charm, charming people...

Lord Ling's throat itched slightly, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart

"My lord is so late, why don't you go back?"

Just finished speaking, who would have thought that Mo Qing would walk towards him, he was about the same height as himself, but this leg actually made Ling Jun feel ashamed, it was too long~ and, so thin?But the closer he got to Lord Ling, the more nervous he became.

The three-year iron-blooded battle was not just for fun, the aura of her body made Ling Jun step back slightly, and coupled with the sound of the iron boots on her legs, she was like a god of death in hell.

As he got closer and closer, it became more and more difficult for Ling Jun to breathe, especially when his smell entered his nose, it was even more difficult to hold back

"My lord, are you okay?"

The corners of Mo Qing's lips are slightly hooked, like a fairy that lures people into dreams, but her eyes are full of anger

"Lord Ling, you owe me your life, how are you doing today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lord Ling's eyes widened, and he clasped the hands on his neck with both hands, but in vain, his whole body was lifted into the air, his legs kept kicking, his face gradually became paler and paler, until he closed his eyes , the hand fell off weakly, blood flowed from the corner of the mouth, and the head was tilted

"Boom~"

Mo Qing threw him on the ground like throwing garbage, with a sneer on her lips, and then turned around to go in the mist. In Yeyu, she said, "There is a way to heaven if you don't go, and if you don't go to hell, you go to hell."

On the street, the young master was lying on the ground. I am afraid that he will not know why he died until he died. There are causes and effects in the world, what should be paid, will eventually be paid...

Under the moonlight, Lord Ling was pale and colorless, but his fingers moved slightly, and after a while, his eyes opened suddenly, without sorrow, joy or hatred, more dazed?

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When Mo Qing stepped into the door of the palace, he saw his housekeeper and Bai Yu squatting at the door, looking aggrieved

"What's the matter?"

The tone was flattering and cold, Mo Qing felt much better after just killing her husband in the previous life

"My lord, the emperor sent you to Mingyue Villa to participate in the martial arts conference"

Steward Zhou stood up, lowered his head, and asked cautiously. The prince's temperament is uncertain now, so he can't be sure... thinking that the prince will probably refuse!

"Alright! How long will it take to leave?"

Butler Zhou raised his head, his old face was full of expressions, "Well, three days later~"

Mo Qing nodded, walked in, and said while walking, "If the white fish doesn't come in again, I will lock you out~"

Bai Yu moved his legs, got up and ran over to obediently follow Mo Qing...